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

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Two minutes later, He Xiyan came down holding Yuan Yuan. Yuan Yuan had a small mouth, and he was not happy at all. He still wanted to continue to sit on it. Don't come down.

"Yuanyuan, let's go play other, you see, there are still so many children to sit, first let other children sit, okay?" He Xiyan patted the child's face.

At a glance, I know that Yuan Yuan still wants to continue playing. This little guy is not interested in anything except playing now.

Yuan Yuan is still unhappy, he shakes his head vigorously, saying that he doesn't want to leave here.

At this time He Xiyan pointed to a fruit and vegetable paradise not far away, where many children were playing and seemed to be playing a game.

She quickly hugged the child over.

Sure enough, it was very lively there, and all the children were around two or three years old. In the fruit picking competition, the fruits are all plastic fruits, hanging on the vine. Each fruit is marked with a score. See how many fruits the child can pick in the prescribed five minutes. Hug the bear.

Yuanyuan looked at the children who were picking apples. After they picked a fruit, they went to their mother's basket and put it in their mother's basket, then went to pick again.

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan stretched out his little hand, and suddenly became cheering and jumping, and he really wanted to play with those children.

He Xiyan held Yuanyuan and went to the ticket office. There is no danger in this game, which is just right for a baby like Yuanyuan.

"Yuan Yuan, do you see the fruit babies hanging over there? You pick them off and put them in the mother's basket." He Xiyan tried to explain the rules of the game to Yuan Yuan.

Yuanyuan nodded. When the whistle sounded, he, like a dozen other children, ran under the vines, and then stretched out his little hand to pick up the various fruits hanging on it. He picked an apple with one hand and a banana with one hand, then ran to his mother happily and threw it into the basket in his mother's hand.

He Xiyan saw that these two fruits add up to 15 points.

"Yuanyuan, come on ..." He Xiyan shouted, cheering on her baby, also very excited.

And she didn't find it, not far away, a man was walking towards her.

Mo Yixuan wore a black suit, which He Xiyan bought for him. Although he had worn it for a few years, it was a bit old, but he often wore it. At this moment, he put his hands in his pockets, slightly raised the corner of his beautiful lips, and kept his eyes on the woman he thought about day and night, and of course their common child.

If he had never abandoned her.

What a happy family of three at the moment.

"Sir, you are here." Wu Xiaomin came over and said, "Sister He and Yuan Yuan are in front.

Mo Yixuan nodded. He didn't speak, but walked slowly, behind He Xiyan.

He stood with his hands on his shoulders, his eyes inadvertently showing that happy color.

He bit his lip tightly and looked at the fate that was playing a game. His smart and cute son also had passion and color in his dim life because of fate.

"Yuanyuan, come on." Mo Yixuan shouted in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

He watched Yuan Yuan pick one fake fruit after another, like picking a baby. Every time he picked one, he ran to Yan Yan's side, threw it into that small basket, and then ran to pick one.