Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

He can't even think about it, so he can't let it happen.

Mo Qingyan took Li tingjue into the house and saw Mo Qingxue sitting on the sofa eating fruit, while Mo Zhijian was half angry.

Bai manqin took his husband, "Zhijian, you also grew up watching Xiaoxue. She has this disease now. Let me take care of her."

Mo Zhijian saw those red spots on her and frowned. He couldn't be too unique.

"Let her live in the auxiliary building. Don't come to the main building if you have nothing to do."

Mo Zhijian got up on his back and went to the study. Mo Qingyan called him.

"Second uncle, we have something to do with you."

Hearing Mo Qingyan's voice, the people just in a mess found that they came in.

Bai manqin gnawed at the apple. She lost a lot of weight and had no makeup. She looked pale and thin, a bit like a female ghost.

"What are you doing here? Go out and see Mo's jokes?"

Bai manqin couldn't help scolding and thought of how comfortable their life had been before. Now, it's all ruined. My daughter still has this disease. There's no hope.

So where can she feel better when she sees the two people holding each other?

Mo Zhijian snorted coldly, "there's nothing to talk about between us."

He refused directly. At this time, he really didn't want to see Mo Qingyan and them. There's really nothing he can do about the Mo family.

Li Ting said in a faint voice, "don't you care about Mo?"

Mo Zhijian's eyes lit up slightly when he heard Mo's words.

"Come in."

He went into the study, and Li tingjue hugged Mo Qingyan and followed him into the study.

He sat at his desk with a lonely look. His beard grew for a long time and didn't shave. He looked much older.

Li tingjue asks Mo Qingyan to sit on the sofa, and he puts the company transfer letter on Mo Zhijian's desk.

"This is a small cigarette for you. I hope you pay more attention."

This is mo Qingyan's last friendship, all for master mo. He used to love her very much, so she always remembered Mo's family.

Li tingjue turned and Mo Qingyan got up. He hugged her out of the study.

Mo Zhijian looked at the company transfer letter on the table. He cried.

The mood was too complicated, and the feeling of recovery made him have the face to see his father in the future.

……

Li tingjue hugged Mo Qingyan and walked out. Mo Qingxue called them.

"Mo Qingyan, are you very happy?"

If she was held in her arms like that by Li tingjue, she would surely die happily.

Mo Qingyan paused and ignored him. Then they left Mo's house.

Mo Qingxue threw the apple on the ground angrily, "Mo Qingyan, I'm very unhappy to see you happy, very unhappy."

Bai manqin saw that her temper was becoming more and more grumpy. He sat beside her and whispered comfort.

"Xiaoxue, it's important to treat the disease now. Don't provoke them again."

Now, how can they provoke Li tingjue, so she just wants to live in peace.

Mo Qingyan glanced at her coldly, "it's strange. Would I be so miserable if it weren't for you?"

If her mother had been more strict with her since childhood, she would not have gone out and played too much. Now that she's sick, she's over, completely over.

Bai manqin's tears fell and cried sadly.

"Xiaoxue, how did you get on this road?"

In fact, if she had been strict with Xiaoxue since childhood and didn't spoil her so much, maybe she wouldn't end up today.

Mo Qingxue smiled, "is this retribution for me? Then Mo Qingyan should also suffer retribution."

------Good night-------