Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

The dream is true, the child is true, and it is true that Xia Zhian lost her child.

Xia Zhian was shaky. In Xia Yifan's surprised eyes, she held something next to her, which made her stand firm again.

"Elder sister!" Xia Yifan rushed to Xia Zhian and looked at her pale face. She seemed to have too much to say. As soon as she opened her mouth, she didn't know where to start.

Xia Zhian waved her hand to him, indicating that she was okay. She took back her hand and pressed it on her chest. She found that her out of control heartbeat could not return to normal.

"Elder sister, I'm sorry." after a long time, Xia Yifan said this meaningless apology.

"Over the years, I have been hiding this from you, and I dare not tell you the existence of the five million yuan, because..." Xia Yifan choked. He is a younger brother and one year younger than Xia Zhian. These things are unbearable suffering for him. As the person who knows, he may be more painful than Xia Zhian who once didn't know anything, "I really don't know if you can accept it. You made such a great sacrifice, but you still didn't have time to save your mother in the end."

They were just poor people played by fate. Xia Yifan half knelt beside Xia Zhian. She touched her brother's hairy short inch and said, "Yifan, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault, and my sister won't blame you."

Being forgiven didn't alleviate Xia Yifan's pain. The young man still couldn't help sobbing.

Xia Zhian gently touched his head and put him on his lap. She looked out of the window. The vast blue sky was decorated with white clouds. How clear it was, but it couldn't melt the thick haze in her heart.

This impact is really extraordinary. Xia Zhian needs time to digest it.

"Sister, go back to your room and have a rest. Let me clean up the living room." Xia Yifan sniffed his nose and said.

That night, Xia Zhian made that repeated dream again.

This time, the baby cried louder and louder, and she cried for help harder. However, in the end, nothing changed, and she still lost her child.

In the middle of the night, Xia Zhian, who woke up from a nightmare, suddenly got up from bed.

"Hoo -" exhaled deeply. Xia Zhian's forehead was soaked with sweat, and her chest fluctuated violently. At this moment, she suddenly had an idea. She wanted to see her child, even if she could take a look at it from a distance.

Xia Zhian, who was finally crushed by her emotion, buried her head in her knee and couldn't help sobbing. Her emotion without place was vented for the first time.

The next day, after a long hesitation, Xia Zhian told Xia Yifan what she really thought.

"Yifan, how much do you know about my surrogacy?" Xia Zhian asked nervously. Although the hope was slim, she couldn't help asking.

"Hmm?" Xia Yifan was stunned. He didn't expect Xia Zhian to mention it, even with a faint expectation, but he just shook his head and said, "sister, what do you want to ask?"

At this point, Xia Zhian didn't have to hide and tuck in. She said bluntly, "I want to know who I'm helping to surrogate. If I can, I want to see my child."

"This should not be possible. I don't know much about it, and I estimate that even if you don't lose your memory, you won't know who the employer is. After all, you signed a confidentiality agreement and had a third party as an intermediary. It's impossible to disclose these information."

Xia Yifan's words let Xia Zhian very disappointed, but when you think about it carefully, it seems that this is the case.

How could Xia Zhian get involved with her child again when others spent $5 million looking for a surrogate? It's too late to hide from her.

This matter became something Xia Zhian couldn't touch in her heart.

Mo Qingchen failed to bring Xia Zhian back last time. Mo Jintang was particularly disappointed, but she didn't cry or make trouble.

The little guy seemed to give up the way of exchanging crying for sugar, but every time he looked at Mo Qingchen, her eyes would show eager desire.

"Dad, can I still see my aunt?" asked Mo Jintang.

In the face of Mo Jintang's eyes, Mo Qingchen has a real headache, which takes more energy than he has to fight with others in the mall. Thinking of the scene of looking for Xia Zhian that day, Mo Qingchen thought about it and said to the two children, "go, Dad, I'll take you to see your aunt."

"Really?" ink brocade sugar's eyes shine.

"Really, go and change your clothes with your brother!"

"Yeah!" the little guy cheered, took mojinnian's hand and said happily, "brother, let's hurry to change our clothes and see our aunt soon!"

On the weekend morning, the sister and brother were sleeping in their room. There was another knock at the door, but this time it was a normal sound.

After what happened that day, Xia Zhian seemed to suffer from "post-traumatic stress syndrome" for this sound. As soon as she was awakened by this knock on the door, she subconsciously became very nervous. When she came out of the room, Xia Yifan was rubbing her head and came out.

Xia Zhian looks at Xia Yifan and is a little overwhelmed.

Xia Yifan seems to have guessed Xia Zhian's mind and comforted: "it's all right. I'll go and have a look."

"Who?" Xia Yifan went to the door and asked.

There was no answer. In response to him, there was another knock on the door. Xia Yifan impatiently opened the door and was stunned in an instant.

"Is it you?" looking at the big and small figures at the door, Xia Yifan frowned fiercely. He hated Mo Qingchen, almost without concealment, just because he felt that this man was plotting against his sister.

Xia Zhian is 22 years old. If he really wants to fall in love, Xia Yifan won't stop it. Moreover, he sincerely hopes that a man can take care of his sister, but this person obviously won't be mo Qingchen in a completely different world from them. Can such a person give his sister happiness? Ridiculous.

"Yifan, who's here?"

As soon as Xia Zhian's voice sounded, the two little guys who were still standing around Mo Qingchen could not help it. Mo Jinnian was still a little reserved. Mo Jintang didn't hide her excitement at all. She slipped in directly from the door, rushed to Xia Zhian, hugged her thigh and shouted: "Aunt, it's me! It's Tangtang. Tangtang misses you so much!"

Xia Zhian almost stumbled by the little thing. For fear that Mo Jintang would fall, Xia Zhian subconsciously protected her.

"Tangtang, aunt also misses you." Xia Zhian squats on the * * son with a smile, looks at the ink brocade sugar arm is no longer wrapped, and asks, "is your hand okay?"