Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

At the mention of Mo Qingchen, Mrs. Mo immediately stopped. She was really dissatisfied, but now she can only bear it. She wanted to complain to her father, but she was more angry. The more she wanted to complain, the more she was oppressed.

Morse company, in the president's office.

It's almost an hour since he left work. Mo yezhuo is still sitting in the leather chair, staring at the invitation in his hand.

After returning home last night, he saw the housekeeper's invitation on the table in his study. As soon as he opened it, he was silent for a long time until today.

"Wedding banquet..." Mo yezhuo read these two words in his mouth. He couldn't help imagining Xia Zhian's appearance in white gauze. It's really beautiful.

He rarely liked a woman and took the initiative to pursue it, but he didn't expect to get a happy ending.

The unhappy Mo yezhuo doesn't want to go home at all. He simply calls several friends out to get drunk. It's good to be drunk. At least he can get a short peace and don't have to be disturbed by Xia Zhian in his mind.

When Mo yezhuo arrived at the bar, his friends had ordered several dozen drinks.

"Yezhuo, I heard you're chasing a girl recently?" the friend laughed and joked, "why don't you bring it to us?"

My friend just said casually, but he stepped on Mo yezhuo's sad thing.

"Don't mention..." Mo yezhuo waved and said. He sat down, poured himself a full glass of wine, looked up and killed it.

"What's wrong with you?" the friend keenly noticed, "why, I ran into a wall chasing my girlfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You came out to drink with me. Don't say anything useless!" Mo yezhuo said. He still had a sense and didn't want to say Xia Zhian's things.

After all, he was once surrounded by women, and now he can be regarded as a "retribution".

"OK, don't drink alone. Come on, let's together!"

After three rounds of drinking, when Mo yezhuo was a little dizzy in his mind, he finally felt less uncomfortable. If his friend asked about these things again, he wouldn't resist so much.

"Chase? People haven't seen me several times," Mo yezhuo said with a bitter smile on his face. "Now she's getting married, what chance do I have?"

"Yezhuo, the more you talk about it, the more curious I am. What kind of woman can make you so uncomfortable?" the friend asked. He knew very well that Mo yezhuo always had no good feelings for women.

But Mo yezhuo said too much no matter how much he drank.

More about Xia Zhian's words, he clenched his teeth and never revealed more than half a word.

Adults, even if they have great grievances, have to go home after getting drunk.

Mo yezhuo stumbled back home and tried to sit on the sofa. People collapsed and didn't want to move. Who knows that Mo LAN hasn't slept yet so late. He went to the edge of the sofa, looked at the drunken Mo yezhuo and pulled his sleeve.

Mo LAN rubbed his bleary eyes and asked, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Mo yezhuo stared at Mo Lan's face for a long time. He didn't know whether he was asking himself or Mo LAN. He just heard his long sigh and asked, "Mo LAN, why aren't you Xia Zhian's own?"

"If only you were her child..."

As he spoke, Mo yezhuo seemed to think of something. Mo yezhuo smiled unconsciously.

Mo LAN couldn't understand what Mo yezhuo was saying. He looked at him blankly and asked, "Dad, why do you say that? What does that mean?"

The child's crisp tone made Mo yezhuo wake up a lot. After realizing what he said inadvertently, Mo yezhuo only felt that he was too impolite today.

In any case, he should not anger the child. This is a complete loser.

"Nothing..." Mo yezhuo said. He held up half of his body with a headache and tried to touch Mo Lan's soft head. His tone was rare and gentle. "Dad didn't say anything. Xiao Lan is obedient and go to have a rest early."

Mo LAN didn't dare to disobey his father's words. He looked at Mo yezhuo with worry and said, "OK, I'll go to bed now."

Looking back at Mo yezhuo step by step, Mo LAN still summoned up his courage and asked, "Dad, are you really all right?"

"Little thing, I'm fine! Go to bed!" Mo yezhuo said.

"Oh..." Mo LAN had no choice but to walk towards her room.

This scene in the living room happened to be seen by Mo Waner.

Her mind was spinning so fast that she could not help thinking of her oath. She wanted to make Xia Zhian feel bad and let everything she had become a bubble phantom.

"Xiao Lan." Mo Waner stopped Mo LAN who was going to the bedroom, waved and motioned him to come closer, "come here."

"Aunt..." Mo LAN shouted timidly.

"Xiaolan, aunt asked you, do you want Xia Zhian to be your mother?" Mo Waner seduced.

At the moment, she was like the poisonous apple in the Queen's hand, flashing a dangerous light, luring Mo LAN into her trap step by step.

"Yes." Mo LAN nodded after careful thinking.

"That's good," Mo Waner smiled with satisfaction and continued to guide, "Xiaolan, aunt has a way to make Xia Zhian your real mother, but the premise is that you have to listen to her."

"So -- Xiaolan, can you do it?" Mo Waner asked gently.

Mo LAN could not distinguish too many words and emotions. He nodded again with ignorance and ignorance by virtue of his instinct and whispered, "well, I can."

"Well, then you'll be good," said Mo Waner, proud and sure. "My aunt will help you."

"Thank you, aunt." Mo Lan said. He thought that if Xia Zhian really became his mother, he would be very happy, and his father should also feel happy.

Two days later, when Xia Zhian was packing up at home, she suddenly received a call from the kindergarten.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Xia Zhian asked anxiously.

Last time, the kidnapping of Mo Jintang and Mo LAN left a serious psychological shadow for Xia Zhian. She was afraid that the phone call from the school would bring her bad news again.

Perhaps hearing Xia Zhian's anxiety, the teacher smiled and said, "Miss Xia, don't worry, the child is fine, just..." the teacher was a little embarrassed and explained, "I just quarreled with the children in the kindergarten."

Hearing this, Xia Zhian finally felt a little relieved.

The children are too young and spoiled by their families. It's normal to quarrel a little, but Xia Zhian's understanding of Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang should not quarrel with others.

"Oh, who did you quarrel with and why?" Xia Zhian asked, putting down what she was doing.

"It's the child with Mo LAN," said the teacher. "We're still communicating the specific reason. If it's convenient for you, see if you can come to school?"

"OK, I'll come right away." Xia Zhian said.

In a hurry, she asked the driver to send Xia Zhian to the kindergarten. She saw three children and the teacher standing aside from a distance. Mo Jintang was still wronged and wiping tears.

Xia Zhian was in a hurry and walked over quickly.

"Tangtang, don't cry." Xia Zhian squatted down, gently patted Mo Jintang's back and coaxed, "tell mom, what's going on, okay?"

"Wuwu... Mo LAN, he's talking nonsense..." Mo Jintang couldn't help crying. At this time, he saw Xia Zhian. He was wronged and scared. He couldn't stop, "Wuwu..."

Mo Jintang simply hugged Xia Zhian's neck and cried in the dark.

Xia Zhian looks at Mo Jinnian and hopes he can give himself an explanation. However, Mo Jinnian closes his mouth and stares at Mo LAN stubbornly, refusing to say a word.

"Teacher, what's the situation?" Xia Zhian had no choice but to ask the teacher for help.

"I asked them and they wouldn't say, so I informed you and Mo Lan's parents." the teacher felt very sorry, but it still had to be solved among the three children. What did she think of and said, "I just vaguely heard that their quarrel revolved around" Mom "and so on. Why don't you try to communicate again?"

Hearing the word "mother", Xia Zhian gave a "click" in her heart and gave birth to a bad premonition, especially that the object of the quarrel was mo LAN. The reason for the quarrel seemed to be coming out.

"Well, sir," Xia Zhian said to the teacher, "would you please leave first? I know Mo LAN, too. Let me talk to them?"

The teacher was familiar with Xia Zhian. Knowing that she was a very gentle woman, he felt very relieved and said, "well, Miss Xia, please. Mo Lan's parents should come soon."

After the teacher left, only Xia Zhian and the three children looked at each other. More accurately, Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang formed a confrontation with Mo LAN.

Mo Jintang still hugged Xia Zhian's neck tightly, and Mo lan... His eyes seemed to twinkle with some complex emotions. He couldn't say whether he wanted more or envied more.

"Well, now that the teacher has left, can any of you tell me what happened?"

Xia Zhian said, but no one spoke.

"No matter what you tell me, I won't tell the teacher, but children should live in harmony, and you are also good friends. If there is any contradiction, you should spread it out and solve it, right?"

Xia Zhian was patient and coaxed the three children. Finally, she loosened a hole from the ink brocade sugar.

"Mo, Mo LAN," Mo Jintang cried so hard that she had already belched. She wiped a tear and continued to explain with a crying voice, "he said you were his mother and he wanted to rob you with us..."

"Woo woo..."

With this sentence, Mo Jintang couldn't help but cry.

Xia Zhian was full of love for Mo Jintang. She was afraid that her disorganized crying method would break her throat. While coaxing her, she was very shocked!

Mo Lan said he was his mother... Did he know anything?

Seeing Xia Zhian didn't comment on the matter, Mo Jinnian thought she didn't understand. At this time, he also explained: "Mom, it's Mo LAN who said we robbed his mother, so we quarreled."

When Mo Jinnian spoke, he stared at Xia Zhian closely, because he knew clearly that Mo Lan was right. Xia Zhian was his mother, but they didn't rob Xia Zhian. Didn't mom want to be with dad?

Can marriage be forced?

The complex feelings between adults made Mo Jinnian feel at a loss for the first time.

At this moment, Xia Zhian was shocked and more at a loss. The relationship between her and her three children was too embarrassing. It seemed that it was wrong to help either side. Even, she didn't know what to do.

She can't even figure out what's in her heart.

Perhaps the only adult, Xia Zhian, was silent for too long. The three children seemed more and more nervous, and even the cry of Mo Jintang gradually decreased.

At this time, Mo Lan also took a few steps forward, stopped by Xia Zhian, took Xia Zhian's sleeve and said, "aunt, I'm not a bad child. I didn't mean to quarrel with Tangtang every year."

Mo LAN has always been docile. He was actually frightened where he had experienced such a scene.

Xia Zhian finally found a bit of lost reason. She smiled naturally as much as possible and asked, "Xiaolan, can you tell your aunt why she said she stole your mother with Tangtang every year?"

Mo LAN blushed at Xia Zhian, lowered his head very shyly, and quickly explained, "in fact, I don't know who my mother is, but my aunt told me that you are my mother. You took you away with Tangtang every year, so I don't have a mother."

The little boy still couldn't help but looked up at Xia Zhian.

The original bright eyes became dim in an instant.

At this glance, Xia Zhi felt relieved and hurt. As her biological mother, how would she face her son's disappointed eyes?

But when she heard Mo Waner's name, Xia Zhian was really angry at that moment.

Why did she do that? The answer is self-evident.

Xia Zhian was angry that it was clearly a matter between adults. Why did she pull innocent children into the water?

"Aunt, are you angry?" Mo LAN looked at Xia Zhian nervously and said, "sorry, I didn't mean to do this. Can you stop hating me?"

Mo Lan was about to cry. Tears swirled in her eyes, but she didn't dare to let it fall.

"No!" Xia Zhian denied almost conditionally. Looking at Mo LAN, she said eagerly, "aunt doesn't blame Xiao Lan, and she won't hate Xiao Lan."

"Really?" Mo Lan was still very sad.

"But --" Mo brocade sugar couldn't see Mo LAN wagging his tail for love, stood up and said wrongly, "we didn't rob your mother! She was our mother, and she was going to marry her father!"

Ink brocade sugar said this, not only full of confidence, but also particularly guilty. As he said it, he also glanced at Xia Zhian's look.

Xia Zhian was really in a dilemma at this time. She didn't dare to say a word casually for fear that it would hurt the hearts of the three children. No matter who it was, she didn't want them to be hurt.

At this time, Mo yezhuo also came to the kindergarten.

When Xia Zhian saw him, she obviously felt relieved. At least Mo yezhuo came and was able to communicate well and solve the contradictions between the children. If Mo Waner came, I'm afraid the situation would only be more chaotic.

"You've arrived." seeing Xia Zhian, Mo yezhuo was in a complicated mood. He nodded slightly to the other party and focused on Mo LAN.

Mo LAN has always been obedient. This is the first time Mo yezhuo has been "called" to the kindergarten.

"What's the matter? Why don't you tell me?" Mo yezhuo left the company's meeting temporarily. He was already very upset. He had no patience with Mo LAN, but due to Xia Zhian's presence, he had to be patient.

"Every year and Tangtang, they robbed my mother," Mo Lan said.

Mo yezhuo frowned and asked, "who told you aunt Xia was your mother?"

"Aunt." Mo Lan said wrongfully. He wanted his father to hug him, but he didn't dare to say it.

After realizing that the whole thing was mo Waner's masterpiece, Mo yezhuo felt ridiculous and angry.

Mo Waner is crazy. Knowing that Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian are getting married, she makes such a joke, but Mo yezhuo can't forgive her for taking advantage of children.

"Zhi'an, I'm sorry to trouble you," Mo yezhuo said. "I'll take Mo LAN back and have a good chat with him. It's hard for you on your side."

"Well, it's all right. It's not Mo Lan's fault. You can communicate with him and don't scare him." Xia Zhian said that there seems to be no other way except separate education.

"OK, I'll go first." then Mo yezhuo stretched out his hand to Mo LAN, "let's go home."

From the beginning of Mo Lan's memory, he longed for his father to hold his hand. However, in his few memories, this moment rarely happened.

This is his first time. When Mo yezhuo stretched out his hand to him, he didn't want to hold his father for the first time.

The mood, which had endured for a whole day, finally broke out at the moment.

"Wuwu... Why?" Mo LAN burst into tears, stood in place, stubbornly refused to go, looked at Mo yezhuo with a sad face, and asked, "why do others have a mother, why don't I have a mother?"

"Where has my mother gone?"

"I want my mother too, Dad. Will you find me a mother?"

Mo Lan's crying method is completely different from that of Mo Jintang. When the little girl cries, the earth moves and the mountains shake, while Mo LAN quietly tears in her sobs.

The movement is different, but the effect is the same. The same makes people feel heartbroken when they see it.

Especially Xia Zhian, she felt that her heart seemed to be held by someone. She pinched it so hard that it was going to break into slag. She even felt that she was out of breath.

"Shall we go home first and talk about it again?" Mo yezhuo said. He saw that Xia Zhian's face had become very ugly and didn't want her to be tortured again.

But Mo LAN insisted this time. He didn't speak and didn't mean to move at his feet. He stared at Mo yezhuo with a pair of tearful eyes.

Ink brocade year and ink brocade sugar next to them were restrained by this scene. They knew the real relationship between Xia Zhian and Mo LAN. Of course, they quarreled because they were guilty.

Secretly looked at Xia Zhian and found that she was staring at Mo LAN. Her eyes were full of heartache. The two children confirmed it more and became more and more discouraged.

"Mom..." Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang spoke in unison and hugged Xia Zhian at the same time.

Mo LAN looked at them with envy and then looked at Mo yezhuo.

Even if Mo yezhuo's heart is hard, Mo LAN is his own son. He has always been defeated by his son's eyes.

"Xiaolan is obedient. Will you go back with your father first?" Mo yezhuo asked with a headache.

"Dad," perhaps Mo yezhuo's extraordinary patience gave Mo LAN courage. He asked, "isn't Aunt Xia really my mother? Did aunt lie to me?"

Mo yezhuo felt for the first time that it was a complete mistake for him to listen to Mo Waner's proposal!

At this time, Xia Zhian was present. In the face of Mo Lan's question, he felt that recognition and denial were a great harm!

"Yes, aunt lied to you." Mo yezhuo closed his eyes and said.

Mo LAN is very disappointed, and Xia Zhian's expression... Is not much better. She may not be biased by Mo yezhuo's words, because she thinks she can only answer like this.

Is mo yezhuo going to admit the surrogacy in front of his three children?

"Then... What about my own mother?" Mo Lan said, "even if it's not a real mother, you can find me a mother..."

Mo yezhuo has no choice. He will never tell Mo LAN how he came to this world. He will hate the evil woman. Even if he feels that Mo LAN hates him, he won't hate Mo LAN.

"Little fool, how can dad find you a mother?"

Mo yezhuo squatted down, tried to coax his son for the first time, and said, "if the woman you find is bad to us Xiaolan, my father will feel very sad."

Mo Lan was frightened silly by Mo yezhuo's love and looked at him wrongly.

"But... Even if it's bad for me, I want a mother very much," Mo Lan said.

The child's eyes are the most pure. Mo Lan said such words. His eyes are infinite longing for his mother. As his biological mother, Xia Zhian stood next to him and wanted to hold him immediately.

Is she doomed to fail her children?

Mo yezhuo didn't expect that Mo Lan's desire for maternal love was so profound that it almost became an obsession. He knew what Xia Zhian misunderstood, but he obviously couldn't explain at this time.

In the end, he is still soft on Xia Zhi and is not willing to make her more sad. Mo yezhuo feels that he must leave here as soon as possible.

"Well, I promise you," Mo yezhuo said to Mo LAN, "I'll find you a mother."

"Now, will you go home with your father?" Mo yezhuo asked.

Mo Lan's eyes burst into light almost instantly. He even smiled, took Mo yezhuo's hand and said, "OK, Dad, will you really find my mother?"

"Well, really." Mo yezhuo looked into those eyes and couldn't say no.

The situation seems to be getting better at last. Mo yezhuo apologizes to Xia Zhian: "sorry, I let you see a joke. I'll trouble you to come so far."

"It's all right," Xia Zhian said pale. "I wish there were no contradictions between children."

Mo yezhuo told Mo LAN again and said, "Xiao Lan, should you apologize to Nian Nian and Tangtang?"

"Every year, Tangtang, I'm sorry," Mo Lan said regretfully. "I didn't know my aunt would cheat me. I won't wronged you casually in the future. Can we be good friends and play together in the future?"

Xia Zhian is mo Lan's mother. Now Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang don't know, but they are still guilty, so they said, "it doesn't matter. Of course we can play together in the future!"

Even for Xia Zhian, they would say so.

"OK!" Mo LAN laughed again, waved to them and said, "I'll see you tomorrow, aunt. Bye!"

"Goodbye..." Xia Zhian said faintly.

Both sides went back to their homes. When Xia Zhian sat in the car, she couldn't help abusing herself. She went over what had just happened in her mind again and again.

Mo Lan's stubbornness, grievance and tears... All seem to be engraved in her mind, lingering, which makes her feel distressed.

Why did you want to be a surrogate, what pain did you experience, and how Mo Lan was carried away on the operating table.

Those pictures, frame by frame, were projected in her mind. Each time, the pain was magnified by a minute.

The next second, the smiling faces of Mo Qingchen and the two children ran into her mind again. Those happy times didn't seem to be covered with a shadow.

During this period of time, Xia Zhian, who has been surrounded by happiness and happiness, felt that she was about to get married. It seemed that she was not so happy.

Is her happiness false?

Is it a bubble burst?

After Mo yezhuo took Mo LAN home, he was still pestered by the little guy and kept asking about looking for his mother.

"Come on, I said I'd find it for you, but you can't rush me, can you?"

"OK... But Dad, don't forget!" Mo Lan said.

"I won't forget," Mo yezhuo just wanted to find Mo Waner and said to Mo LAN, "Dad has something to deal with. Can you go back to your room and play by yourself first?"

"Yes." Mo LAN nodded wisely and went back to his room.

"Bang - Bang -" Mo yezhuo went to Mo Waner's room and knocked on the door angrily. His anger could be felt from the knock.

"Come in," said Mo Waner, who was unconscious inside.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo yezhuo pushed the door and came in.

"Are you crazy?" Mo yezhuo stared at Mo Waner with angry fire in his eyes and asked, "why do you say those words to Mo LAN?"

Mo Waner didn't feel guilty at all. She looked at Mo yezhuo righteously and said, "why? I'm not trying to help you chase Xia Zhian!"

"Brother, if you work harder, you don't have to bother me so much..."

"Mo Waner, are you for me or yourself?" Mo yezhuo couldn't guess Mo Waner's intentions. "Isn't it because you want to be with Mo Qingchen?"

"Yes, I want to be with him!" Mo Waner has nothing to admit. "I have never concealed this. If Xia Zhian and Mo Qingchen are separated, don't you also have a chance?"

"No matter how good your reasons are, you shouldn't use Mo LAN!" Mo yezhuo said angrily.

Mo LAN is still so young and mentally unsound. We should not let the problems between these adults affect him.

"Yes, I used Xiaolan, but I didn't want to hurt him!" Mo Waner said defiantly. "If you think I'm doing this, it makes you very uncomfortable, you can directly tell Xia Zhian that Xiaolan is not her child at all. Go!"

Mo yezhuo is suddenly silent. He just accused Mo Waner of using Mo LAN.

But they are birds of a feather.

From the beginning, Xia Zhian created an illusion that Mo Lan was indeed born by her surrogate. In this matter, did he Mo yezhuo never add fuel to the fire?

After realizing this, Mo yezhuo seemed to have been drained of his strength, and he had no energy to argue with Mo Waner.

Seeing that Mo yezhuo was leaving, Mo Waner was also flustered. She took her brother's arm and asked, "brother, you don't really want to tell Xia Zhian?"

Mo Waner was angry. She wanted to maintain the status quo rather than let Xia Zhian know the truth. At least she could affect Xia Zhian, which made her feel sorry.

If Xia Zhian really knew that Mo LAN had nothing to do with her, wouldn't she have no regrets and happily married Mo Qingchen?

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Mo Waner said, "I promise, I promise I won't talk to Xiao Lan again, will you? Don't go!"

Mo yezhuo didn't want to talk to Mo Waner at this time. He waved away Mo Waner, grabbed his arm and left her bedroom.

After realizing that he is essentially no different from Mo Waner, Mo yezhuo feels very uncomfortable.

He didn't feel for women for a long time, so that after meeting Xia Zhian, he made such an abnormal move, using children and deception, ha ha... How could he let himself do such a low-grade thing?

That night, Mo yezhuo thought for a long time.

Finally, he finally straightened out the matter and decided that after Xia Zhian married Mo Qingchen, he told Xia Zhian that Mo Lan was not her biological child and surrogacy was just a misunderstanding.

If he can't have Xia Zhian, he also hopes that she can get real happiness.

After Xia Zhian took Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang home, they all had their own thoughts.

Recently, the Mohists have been full of happiness before their wedding. At this time, they all become abnormal. As soon as Mo Qingchen came home, he found out about it.

"What's the matter?" carrying two children, Mo Qingchen asked Xia Zhian.

"Hmm?" Xia Zhi'an was stunned. Since she came back, she has been unable to shave off the figure of Mo LAN in her mind, but she knows that she shouldn't tell Mo Qingchen. There's no need to let him follow his troubles. She smiled and pretended to be silly to Mo Qingchen, "what's the matter?"

So, Mo Qingchen understood that the woman had to pretend to be stupid.

"Why are you so unhappy?" asked Mo Qingchen.

"What's the matter?" Xia Zhian continued.

"OK, if you say no, you won't." Mo Qingchen stopped pestering.

However, he turned around and carried Xia Zhian to find Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang. These two children must not be able to install Xia Zhian, so he didn't believe that he couldn't coax them to tell the truth.

"What happened today?" asked Mo Qingchen, staring at their expressions.

MOJIN sugar immediately became nervous, his eyes twinkled, afraid that his father would scold them for what happened in the kindergarten.

It's Mo Jinnian. He should be much calmer at this time. He has always been sober. Only his father can leave Xia Zhian.

"Dad, we quarreled with Mo LAN in kindergarten today." Mo Jinnian said.

"Oh, really?" Mo Qingchen didn't show surprise, but he seemed to have expected something in his heart and asked, "tell me, what's going on?"

Mo Jinnian immediately told the whole story again. His expression ability is very good among the children. Coupled with Xia Zhian's reaction, Mo Qingchen can basically guess the story.

"So, at last mother brought you back?" asked Mo Qingchen.

"Well, uncle Mo took Mo LAN away, and we went home." Mo Jinnian honestly explained that with his memory, he restored the situation at that time as much as possible, and repeated what Mo Lan said.

"Well, I know the situation," said Mo Qingchen. He endured the waves in his heart, patiently looked at Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang, and said, "if you encounter similar things in the future, don't quarrel with people casually. You should know how to communicate. Do you understand?"

The two children nodded and looked at Mo Qingchen timidly.

"Dad..." Mo Jintang cried nervously and asked, "is mo LAN my mother's child, and... Will my mother really be with us? Won't she leave us?"

Children are more sensitive and uneasy.

"Darling, you don't have to worry about these things," said Mo Qingchen. His eyes were deep and firm, comforting them. "Trust your father and you won't let your mother leave."

Hearing Mo Qingchen's words, the two children were relieved at last, which showed a relaxed smile.

"I knew Dad was the best!" said MOJIN sugar coquettishly.

In the evening, when Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian were lying in the same bed, he still pierced the window paper and talked to her about it.

"I've asked every year," said Mo Qingchen.

Xia Zhian suddenly understood that Mo Qingchen still knew.

However, in the face of this situation, she really didn't know what response she should make in front of Mo Qingchen, so she simply kept silent.

Fortunately, Mo Qingchen didn't want her to give a response, but continued to say it on her own.

"Xia Zhian, I said --" Mo Qingchen turned Xia Zhian over and asked her to stare into her eyes. The oppression momentum from the superior did not converge at all, and said, "you are absolutely not allowed to leave me because of Mo LAN."

"I......" Xia Zhian opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.

Has she ever thought about leaving? It seems that she really has that idea, but why does she suffer? Isn't it because she is not willing to leave Mo Qingchen, so she is destined to owe Mo LAN?

"If you want Mo LAN, I can communicate with Mo yezhuo about it, but you are absolutely not allowed to go." Mo Qingchen said overbearing.

In his opinion, even if he violates the surrogacy agreement and grabs Mo LAN back, he can pay a price to compensate the Mo family, but Xia Zhian can't leave him.

Xia Zhian shook her head and said, "you don't have to do this. I just... Feel very sorry for Mo LAN."

"So, are you willing not to me?" Mo Qingchen asked. He must have an answer, and only the one he wanted to hear.

"No," said Xia Zhian quickly, "I don't think so. Mr. Mo, don't force me, will you?"

Looking at Xia Zhian's painful appearance, Mo Qingchen's heart also pulled up.

"Zhi'an, after getting married, we can also have our own children. If you want to have as many as you want, if you want Mo LAN, I can grab it back for you," Mo Qingchen looked at Xia Zhi'an. This is the first person who feels he can't control but is reluctant to be cruel to her. "But I warn you, don't shake."

Obviously it was a threat, but he was stunned to let Mo Qingchen say something of grievance.

Xia Zhian leaned into Mo Qingchen's arms and whispered, "Mr. Mo, hug me..."

How could Mo Qingchen refuse? The woman nestled in her chest and curled up. There was only such a thin one. He also loved her, but the more he loved her, the more impossible it was to let go.

Mo Qingchen doesn't think anyone can take Xia Zhian away from him, except Mo LAN.

This night, both of them were very distressed.

But Mo Qingchen had a clear idea, while Xia Zhian was particularly tangled.

The next day, Mo Qingchen woke up and kissed the man in his arms.

"Well - what are you doing?" Xia Zhi'an pushed the man on her. She finally fell asleep last night and was very sleepy at the moment. She muttered, "Mr. Mo, stop fooling around. Go to work quickly."

"You also get up." Mo Qingchen said. Looking at Xia Zhian who was sleepy, the scoundrel continued to kiss her and had to wake people up.

Xia Zhian stared at him with anger, but her heart softened at the moment she saw the toothpaste he squeezed for herself.

"Mr. Mo, what do you want to do?"

I usually go to work by myself. At most, I let him wear a tie. What's this going to do today?

"Go to work with me," said Mo Qingchen.

When Xia Zhian stays at home, she will inevitably think wildly. Once people have more ideas, it is easy to have an accident.

This is mo Qingchen's conclusion, so in order to avoid making mistakes before marriage, he decided to take Xia Zhian with him and stare at her in person without giving her any chance to "make mistakes".

"You are..." Xia Zhian could hardly cry or laugh. While brushing her teeth, she said vaguely, "I'm fine. Can you rest assured to go to work?"

"No," said Mo Qingchen, patting her on the ass, "hurry up and don't be late."

"But I don't want to go to your company." Xia Zhian said. She doesn't want to be watched like a giant panda!