The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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In the early morning the next morning, he got up on time, because his eyes were swollen and red all night, and he could see the hidden bloodshot.

After washing, he went downstairs and saw his mother who had already got up.

Li Qin just drank a bowl of porridge, and then stared blankly outside the door, without saying a word, just like a puppet.

Wu Xiaomin stood next to her, like a girl who was waiting for the call.

She has doubled her salary, so she has worked particularly hard recently. This month's salary of more than 20,000 is higher than the average white-collar worker. She can wake up at night when she sleeps, so she thinks about it and stays at Mo's house in the future. Where can I get such a high salary? And, you can take a six-day holiday a month and go home on holidays.

Li Qin turned to look at Wu Xiaomin, her dull eyes still seemed full of doubts. She thought for a long time last night, and the words of the old gentleman always echoed in her ears. The old gentleman said that her son had only one son and was born in the year of Gengzi. Although Mo Yan was born in the year of Gengzi, can the child who is not his own be counted?

"Xiao Min ..." Li Qin beckoned suddenly to Wu Xiaomin.

Wu Xiaomin walked in front of her, an expression waiting to be heard.

Li Qin Shen said: "Let ’s go to the temple again this afternoon to see if you can see the old gentleman from yesterday. Ask him if you see it. Is it true that he has a son in Gengzi year Son, is the adopted son counted?

Wu Xiaomin said, "Ah ...", an inexplicable expression.

It's been a day since, how could she still remember this thing? The eight-character thing is believed or not, or not.

"Okay." Although she didn't want to go, Wu Xiaomin nodded, thinking that the salary was so high, she would follow her more, which would be more laborious.

Turning around and walking to the dining room, she said to Mo Yixuan who was eating noodles:

"Sir, the old lady seems to be in a bad mood again, look ..."

Mo Yixuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, and his red eyes were slightly closed. When he opened it again, there was a little more annoyance in his eyes.

"I see." He waved a hand and motioned Wu Xiaomin to go out first.

After eating breakfast, he drove the car out of the parking room, and then carried his mother into the car.

Today is the weekend. It is rare that he has time at home. Recently, in order to make his mother feel better and recover soon, he is staying with his mother at home.

"Mom, let's go to the rehabilitation center today." Mo Yixuan called the carer and Wu Xiaomin into the car together.

Li Qin, "I won't go!" She will go whenever she has a grandson.

"Then go to the Cultural Center, where there is activity again today." Mo Yixuan started the car.

Although he was not in a good mood, he was more worried about his mother, because the doctor had warned that if the mother was irritated again, her life might be in danger if she relapsed. This is unbearable.

The car drove all the way to the city center. Li Qin sat on the car expressionlessly, staring dullly through the window.

Mo Yixuan drove the car seriously. He was driving slowly. First, he was afraid that his mother would be shocked. Second, when he got to the trouble zone, there were more vehicles and the traffic was slow.

When driving to a two-lane old street, he suddenly stepped on the brakes. Because he was blocked in front, he wanted to turn around, but found that there were a lot of cars behind him, and he could no longer turn around. This is the fastest way to the cultural center, and there are not many vehicles.

"Mom, there is a traffic jam. There may be a traffic accident ahead."