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

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He lay on the window, his eyes kept looking outside the car, still looking for He Xiyan, his mother.

Li Qin held her grandson in distress. She took a tissue from her bag and gently wiped off the tears on the grandson's face and the remaining snot.

"Fate is good, don't cry, grandma will take you home now."

Li Qin coaxed the child and motioned to Wu Xiaomin to bring everything she brought to the child. At first glance, this little looks is hungry.

Yuanyuan pouted his small mouth, and flicked his little hand vigorously, throwing Li Qin's hand on the seat, his eyes kept staring at the outside of the window and watching the people walking outside.

"father……"

Suddenly, Yuan Yuan shouted hoarsely. The little hand patted the window.

Li Qin paused, twisted his head suddenly, and at a glance, it was found that a tall man, Ye Hao, came down from the car in front.

"Dad ..." Yuan Yuan shouted hoarsely and patted the car window with his little hand, but because of crying for a long time, his voice was already hoarse, and it was impossible for Ye Hao, 10 meters away.

Li Qin narrowed her eyes slightly, her face pale and a little ugly, but she immediately put Yuan Yuan in her arms and hugged tightly.

"Fate, that's not your father." Li Qin said firmly.

Yuan Yuan actually stretched out his small hand and hit Li Qin's face with a pat.

"Dad ..." He shouted again, turning his head and looking out the window again.

Li Qin looked a little irritated. She looked at the driver in front and slammed: "What are you waiting for, drive, go to the airport!"

The driver turned back a little stupidly and asked, "Are you waiting for Mr. Mo?"

Li Qin, "Wait a fart, can he be lost if he is a living man, let him come back by himself."

Li Qin now just wants to bring his grandson back to the night city and home. She didn't want to stay here for another second.

The driver nodded, then started the car and walked away.

In the room, He Xiyan had no more crying. She was sitting on the cold floor like this, her eyes swollen and staring blankly at the front wall. As if she had been taken away from her soul, she had no expression or expression. Any movement, just sitting still, watching, like a vegetative.

Mo Yixuan poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her mouth. Then she took off her suit jacket, put it on her body, and gently patted her back, saying, "Yan Yan, you say something Is that all right? "

She looked at him so anxiously, without knowing what she was thinking at the moment.

He Xiyan didn't even open her mouth. She didn't speak and didn't react at all.

And she couldn't feel thirsty or feel hungry.

Mo Yixuan lowered the cup in his hand, he sighed, and squatted down again, his eyes filled with guilt and guilt. After a while, he reached out his hand and gently held her, and at this moment He realized that her hands were like ice cubes, without any temperature.

"Yan Yan, you get up first, we go to the hospital."

Mo Yixuan's chest was sore and painful, and his other hand was stretched out, pulling her hand hard, trying to pull her up.

However, as soon as he reached out, a loud noise came from the door:

"Mo Yixuan, what are you doing?"