Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mu Chen Han instantly guessed that the little guy was unhappy because of something. He put the palm on his head and gently pressed it. He changed the topic and said, "did you have a good time going to Europe with the second uncle?"

"Well." He nodded.

"Next time I have a chance, my second uncle will take you to other places to play, eh?"

"Good." He still hung his head, as if in a low mood.

Mu Chen Han is not used to coax the child, said so much, has been regarded as the limit, helplessly hooked the hook lip, "don't be depressed any more, you are already a man, how can you make temper because of some small things?"

Mu Xichen was silent for a long time, and suddenly raised his head. A pair of dark and bright eyes fixed on mu Chenhan, and said solemnly, "second uncle, have you seen my mommy?"

Mu Chen cold chest a suffocate, pupil suddenly a shrink, in the mind unexpectedly break into a face, his face gradually sink down, the whole body of breath become condensation, thin lips slightly a lift, tone low, "see."

"What kind of person is she?"

Mu Chen cold dark Mou bottom is surging the emotion that is difficult to describe, light way, "very ordinary a woman."

Muxichen bit his lip and whispered, "why did she abandon me?"

"Xichen, you've never asked these questions before." Mu Chenhan's tone is slightly heavy.

Mu Xichen clenched his fist and his head hung slightly. "Before, you told me that after daddy died, she gave birth to me and left without saying goodbye. I think it's enough to know. Anyway, she doesn't love me and I don't want to know so much, but now... I want to know why she abandoned me?" I also want to know what it's like to have a mother

"She doesn't love you."

Mu Chen Han slowly and clearly said this sentence, Mu Xichen suddenly raised his head, dark eyes lit up.

"She just had to leave you for some reason." The Mu Chen cold tiny smile, the voice is soft incredibly, "she once in order to protect you, almost sacrifice own life, how can she not love you?"

He will always remember the woman who grasped the sharp blade with his palm to prevent the killer from stabbing her abdomen.

Mu's mausoleum, once again stepping into this place, Mo Ling's first appearance in the brain sea is that he is pressed in front of Mu Nianchen's tomb by two killers, and the sharp blade almost cuts his belly.

Recalling those unforgettable memories, the bottom of my heart has already become a backwater, and there is a ripple in it. Mo Ling can't help clenching her daughter's little hand.

"Mommy, you scratch me."

The soft and waxy voice of the beads recalled her thoughts.

"Sorry, baby." Maureen let go.

"Mommy, where is this? Why are we here?" Zhu Zhu looks around curiously. It's so strange here. There are odd shaped stone tablets on the lawn. There are black and white photos on the stone tablets. People in the photos are staring at her. Eh, the more they look, the more frightening they are. She grabbed Maureen's hand tightly, and her little body shrank behind her. "Mommy, I'm a little scared."

Xiaozhuzhu has never been to a funeral or to a cemetery. It's normal for a four-year-old child to feel scared when he sees these graves.

Mo Ling felt an apology in his heart. He bent down to pick up his daughter and said in a soft voice, "don't be afraid, they have gone to heaven and become stars in the sky. This is just a place to pay homage to them."

"Mommy, you said that when people die, they will become stars in the sky. Have they all died?"

"Yes."

Zhu Zhu blinked like he knew nothing. "Are we here to pay homage to them?"

"Well, Mommy will take you to pay homage to one of Mommy's friends."

With lilies in one hand and her daughter in the other hand, Mo Ling goes to Mu Nianchen's tombstone. The black-and-white photo on the tombstone has not changed for five years, but still has a warm smile. He is still the old man, and she is not the green woman.

"Nianchen, I've come to see you." Mo Ling put the lily in front of his tombstone and said with a smile, "this is my daughter, the Pearl."

With that, she stroked her daughter's hair and said in a warm voice, "Pearl, this is uncle Nianchen. Say hello to uncle Nianchen."

Zhu Zhu stood with a lovely smile and said, "Hello, uncle Nianchen. My name is mo Mingzhu. I'm the apple of my mother's eye."

Mo Ling couldn't help laughing, "little naughty devil, do you praise yourself so much? Let uncle Nianchen laugh. "

Zhu Zhu spat out and made a face, "but I'm the apple of Mommy's eye. Uncle Nianchen won't laugh at me. He should praise me for being honest and lovely."

"I can't tell you." Mo Ling shook his head with a smile and rubbed the little guy's hair lovingly.

She squatted in front of the tombstone and wiped mu Nianchen's photo clean with a handkerchief. Her smile was warm and warm. She said in a soft voice, "Nianchen, I've been missing you for the past five years. If I didn't have your company, I might not be able to walk out of that shadow... I'm living well now. I don't know if you're living well there?"

Unconsciously, her eyes glistening tears, but still smile, smile intoxicating, distressing.

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and a tear rolled down from her drooping eyes. "If you have a spirit in heaven, please forgive me for my infidelity, bless that child... And protect his health for the rest of his life..."

"Mommy, why are you crying?"

"Mommy didn't cry. Mommy's eyes are in the sand."

"I'll blow it for you."

"Good."

The lilies in front of the tombstone are gently swaying with the breeze. Under the charming sunset, the young mother is walking away with her lovely daughter in her arms.

On the silent mountain road, a black BMW and a silver Aston Martin pass by quickly. Mu Chenhan seems to feel something. He suddenly turns to see a thin figure sitting on the back seat of the black BMW. Her long curly hair is scattered on her shoulder. She vaguely sees that she is wearing white clothes.

"Second uncle, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

The BMW has gone farther and farther. Mu Chen turns his head without expression. He has a feeling of losing something in his heart. Even he doesn't know where this feeling comes from.

The cemetery is very quiet. The golden sunset gives a little warmth to the lush forest, and it doesn't look so gloomy any more.

Two figures, one high and the other low, walk steadily towards mu Nianchen's tomb. The bodyguard behind them couldn't help looking at their pace. They were exactly the same. They were more and more alike.

"Where are the lilies from?" Muxichen's face of steamed stuffed bun was pale. "It looks very fresh. The worshiper has just left."

"Today is your father's death day. It's normal for someone to come to worship him." Mu Chen Han put a bunch of daisies in front of the tomb. Suddenly, the figure in the BMW flashed in his mind. Is the person who came to worship that woman?

Muxichen no longer spoke. He knelt down in front of the tomb and kowtowed three times. Then he raised his small face and said firmly, "don't worry, daddy. I won't let you down. I will grow up to be a brave man."

Mu Chen's dark eyes stare at the picture on the tombstone, and there is a deep sadness at the bottom of his eyes. His lips slightly taut, voice deep and hoarse, "you care about things, I will guard for you."

He gazed at the tombstone for a long time. It seemed that he saw something else through it. Mu Xichen stood with him for a long time. When they left, Xichen found something shining in the grass. He bent down and picked it up. It was a beautiful crystal butterfly hairpin.

This hairpin is very familiar. Mu Xichen's pretty eyebrows frown slightly. He suddenly remembers that it's not the hairpin that Zhu Zhu wears on his head. Is it Zhu Zhu and her mother who worshipped her father just now? Strange, does Zhuzhu's mother know Daddy? He never knew that daddy had such a friend.

"Why don't you go?"

Mu Chen Han found that the little guy didn't follow up. He stopped and looked back at him. He stood in the same place, staring at his palm in a daze. He couldn't help asking, "what's in his hand?"

"Nothing." Mu Xichen clenched his palm and put the crystal hairpin into his trouser pocket.

The Mu Chen cold vision is tiny heavy, the handsome face Pang dye on one wipe cold idea, light way, "Xi Chen grew up, have already learned to cheat two uncles now?"

In Mu's family, except for his great grandparents, the best thing for him is the second uncle. Mu Xichen was stared at by his most respected second uncle with that kind of cold eyes, and his heart was suddenly aggrieved. He pursed his lips, walked quickly to Mu Chenhan, took out the hairpin and handed it to him, "this is what I just picked up, because it's a girl's thing, so I feel very ashamed, I don't want the second uncle to know. I'm not trying to cheat my uncle. "

He turned away and didn't want to look at the second uncle's cold eyes. His chubby little hand was firmly in the air. He continued, "I met a little girl at the airport today. The hairpin she was wearing was very similar to this one. I guess the person who worshiped daddy just now might be her and her mother. I want to return this hairpin to the little girl if I meet her again in the future. "

The Mu Chen cold is looking at his that piece of slightly bulging steamed bun face, in the heart a soft, warm voice way, "well, put away."

Muxichen mechanically put the hairpin back into his trouser pocket, still side face, refused to look at him.

Mu Chen cold Mou bottom spreads soft color, warm voice way, "hand to me."

Mu Xichen obediently held out his hand, but still refused to look at him.

Mu Chen Han holds that small hand in palm heart, low voice a smile, "still don't turn head to look at road seriously, careful wrestling."

Mu Xichen snorted awkwardly and took a few steps with his face on his side. Feeling that it was not very convenient, he turned his face back quietly.

Mu Chen cold will he that pair of awkward small appearance income fundus, can't help but bend the corner of lips, awkward little guy, this character, also don't know who, think and may be with that person, the warmth of his corner of lips instantly disappear, the bottom of the eyes only dark cold.

Two figures, one high and one low, walk slowly in the cemetery hand in hand.

Mu Xichen kicked the grass on the side of the road with his toes and asked in a stuffy voice, "second uncle, will you not like me any more when you get married and have children?"

The Mu Chen cold footstep doesn't stop, the double eyes are looking straight ahead, the tone is calm, "who told you?"

"Grandma said, grandma said, after you have children, you will not like me any more."

Mu Chen Han looks down at him, deep ground spits out two words, "won't."

"No, it means that even if you get married and have children, will you still like me?" Mu Xichen's beautiful eyes were shining, and he couldn't help pulling his arm, "second uncle, is that so?"

Mu Chen cold lip Cape slightly rises, hummed a, "nonsense, this still needs me to repeat?"

"Yes, uncle, you are so kind!" Mu Xichen pounced on his leg and crawled to him, "second uncle, second uncle, I want you to hold me."