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

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At this point, Yuan Yuan also looked at the child in front of him, but he didn't reach out to get the toy.

He doesn't need anything now, as long as his mother.

Mo Yan looked at Yuan Yuan and ignored him, but he stood there quietly, holding the glider and looking at it, as if he was looking for a button or something, and wanted to know how to play with this toy.

He just studied it for a long time and couldn't understand.

At this moment a small hand reached over and snatched the things in his hand. Yuanyuan found a small rope at the tail of the glider. He pulled that little rope and then released the glider in his hand.

Finally the glider flew up, flew for two or three meters in the air, then descended slowly and finally landed at the door of the room.

Mo Yan was so happy, like he had a baby, he hurried to the door, picked up the glider, held it in his arms, and walked to Yuan Yuan, watching this one almost as big as him little boy.

Yuanyuan finally didn't cry at this time, but she was still reluctant to speak. Just sitting there idly.

But even so, Li Qin was very happy. As long as the child didn't cry, she wouldn't worry. Well, this little child, it ’s just a matter of a few hours, and it will be fine when the child gets used to it.

She went to Mo Yan's face, patted the child's face, and smiled: "Well ..." Li Qin pointed to Yuan Yuan, "This is Yuan Yuan."

"Fate ..." Mo Yan raised his head, looked at grandma, and looked at the little boy in front of him.

Li Qin nodded, "Yes, this is a fate, brother. In the future, you will be an older brother, take care of your brother, you know?" Li Qin said seriously.

Looking at it now, it seems that there is a trance, and Yuan Yuan has a companion, and maybe he won't cry so much.

Mo Yan nodded as if he understood.

He is very happy when he is small, because there are friends who can come and play together.

He turned his head and looked at Yuan Yuan again, smiled at him, then stretched out his little hand, pulled Yuan Yuan's sleeve, wanted him to come down and play with himself.

Yuanyuan was pursing her mouth and said she was unwilling to get off the stool.

After a while, a tall figure appeared at the door, and the dark shadow that was cast was long and long.

Mo Yan turned his head, looked at the man at the door, and whispered "Dad"

But he didn't run over and let his father hug him, because he knew that his father wouldn't hug him. They hadn't hugged him for a long time. Only two aunts in the family would hug him, and everyone else wouldn't.

He doesn't cry now because grandma will scold him because of crying, and their aunts will ignore him.

Mo Yixuan clenched his thin lips and kept his eyes fixed on his son's body. Seeing that his son was not crying, his hanging heart was also lowered. He walked over and squatted down his tall body, then He stretched out a hand and gently stroked his son's red face.

Yuanyuan disgustedly turned his face away, didn't talk, and didn't want to ignore the uncle in front of him.

Mo Yixuan's heart suffocated, feeling a breath stuck in his chest, making him breathless.

However, he looked at his children with a smile. He and Yan Yan's children also looked like their own children.

"Yuan Yuan ..." Mo Yixuan shouted the child's nickname, and then took the bowl of millet porridge that was specially prepared for the child.

"How is he?" Mo Yixuan asked the babysitter Wang Juan aside.