Xia Niannian walked to the cloakroom and reached out to open the wardrobe.

Inside were neatly placed her clothes, some of them she had worn before, and most of them she hadn't.

Every piece of clothing is regularly maintained, and in addition, bags, shoes, hats, and scarves are available all year round.

Mo Jinbei didn't know when he stood behind her, reached out and hugged her waist, and buried his head in her neck socket.

"What are you thinking, huh?"

Xia Niannian turned to look at him: "Why do you still keep my clothes, aren't you afraid that if I don't come back?" ”

Mo Jinbei leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth: "No case, aren't you coming back?" ”

Xia Niannian lowered his eyes: "But thank you......"

The man took his chin and rubbed her hairy head: "He'll take it." ”

He raised the document bag in his hand, and Xia Niannian was puzzled: "This is?" ”

Mo Jinbei took her hand: "Let's go, let's go talk to him." ”

The two came to Mo Chengyou's door, twisted the door lock, and found that it was locked.

Xia Niannian looked at Mo Jinbei, and the man reached out and patted on the door: "Mo Chengyou, let's talk." ”

"I don't want to see you!" There was a muffled sound from inside.

Xia Niannian pulled Ramo Jinbei's hand in disappointment: "Forget it, let him calm down." ”

Mo Jinbei made a silent gesture towards her, and he said to the door again: "Since you don't want to see us, then we'll leave." ”

Xia Niannian didn't know what the father and son were doing, and then she heard the sound of her feet stepping on the floor from the room.

Mo Jinbei hooked his lips at her: "The door lock has been opened, and the chair behind the door has also been removed." ”

Xia Niannian stretched out her hand in disbelief, and sure enough, it opened, and there was a chair next to the door.

Sure enough, he knew his son, Mo Ruo's father.

The little one's room is full of childlike fun, with a model of an airplane hanging from the ceiling.

On the writing desk on the side, there is also a photo frame, which is a photo of Mo Chengyou and Xia Niannian.

Mother and son laughed in unison, still holding marshmallows in their hands.

A bulging mass of something like a silkworm chrysalis bulged out of the child's bed.

Mo Jinbei walked over and patted the "silkworm chrysalis".

"Come out, I'll show you something."

After a long time, Mo Chengyou lifted the quilt and sat up, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and his little face was red.

He first glanced at Xia Niannian before he said impatiently: "What are you doing, are you annoying?" ”

Touching the gaze of his own Lao Tzu, Mo Chengyou's voice fell again, and the last word was almost inaudible.

Mo Jinbei raised the document bag in his hand, took out a few pages, threw them on the bed, and didn't care whether his son could understand it or not, so he said:

"This is a DNA test report, which simply proves the genetics of you and Niannian, and you can see the results for yourself."

Mo Chengyou pursed his lips and looked at it randomly.

"You are mother and son, and Niannian is your mother." Mo Jinbei said lightly.

Mo Chengyou pursed his lips vigorously, his eyes swirled in his big sockets, and he was pitiful like an abandoned puppy.

Xia Niannian was so distressed that she couldn't wait to hold her son and comfort her.

Mo Jinbei looked at his son's stubborn little face for a while, and then threw out an old-fashioned mobile phone.

Mo Chengyou opened his phone and saw the screensaver photo above.

It was Mo Jinbei and Xia Niannian who were photographed in couple clothes, Xia Niannian held up her big belly and smiled happily.

"See? This was taken when your mom was pregnant with you. Mo Jinbei pursed his lips: "Back then...... Back then, it was Dad who did very bad things, Mom will leave you, you can't blame her for this matter, it's all Dad's fault, can you forgive us now? ”

Xia Niannian squatted down and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Chengyou, my mother didn't know about your existence when she left, and my mother thought you were ...... Thought you ...... In short, Mom is very happy, you can be such an excellent and lovely child, Mom is proud of you. ”

"If Mom knew about your existence at the time, Mom would never leave you."

Mo Jinbei stretched out his hand and patted Xia Niannian on the back to comfort her.

"Now that the truth has been told to you, what are you going to do?" Mo Jinbei asked.

Mo Chengyou looked at the hands of his parents holding each other, although he wanted to admit that he also missed his mother.

But when he thought about it, they already knew the truth, but they never told themselves, and they played themselves around, and his little heart couldn't stand it.

Mo Chengyou turned his face: "Anyway, I don't want to talk to you now!" ”

Mo Jinbei's face sank: "Do you want to be beaten?" ”

Since he was a child, Mo Jinbei has never beaten him.

But this time, Mo Chengyou didn't recognize Xia Niannian's mother, which touched Mo Jinbei's bottom line, and he really wanted to beat his son.

"Don't do that!" Xia Niannian hurriedly grabbed Mo Jinbei: "Let's go out first, okay?" ”

Mo Jinbei glanced at his son who got into the quilt again, and said coldly: "You'd better recognize the reality as soon as possible." ”

When they were all gone, Mo Chengyou lifted the quilt and crawled out.

Not to mention the broken love, the daughter-in-law has also become her own mother.

The baby was bitter and hungry, and Mo Chengyou was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

-

The next day, Xia Niannian went to pick up Mo Chengyou from school, but was told that the little guy had left.

Xia Niannian was shocked, thinking that Mo Chengyou had run away from home again.

After asking the driver for a long time, I learned that Mo Chengyou did not go home, but went directly to the Yuzun Group.

She breathed a sigh of relief and followed her to the Imperial Group.

Since Xia Niannian came to deliver food last time, he was ridiculed by the front desk lady, and Mo Jinbei fired the two front desk ladies.

The entire Yuzun Group knows that this is the wife of President Moda.

In the Yuzun Group, there are two people who cannot be offended.

One is Mo Chengyou, because the little prince is eccentric and will prank you to death.

There is also Xia Niannian, because the president will kill you.

Xia Niannian sat on Mo Jinbei's special elevator, and the elevator climbed up quickly.

The elevator door makes a "ding-dong" sound, and the door slowly opens to both sides.

After getting out of the elevator, it was soon Mo Jinbei's office.

The door to the office was open, and the scene inside could be seen from where Xia Niannian was standing.

Mo Jinbei sat at his desk, working on documents expressionlessly, and not far from him, a young and beautiful woman was standing.

The woman's name was Yang Miao, but she was in her early twenties, with long wavy curly hair and a graceful and sexy figure.

Under Yang Miao's suit skirt, straight and slender legs are exposed, and the curve of her chest is proud, as long as it is a man, her blood will gush when she sees it.

At this time, Yang Miaozheng lowered her head slightly, smiled coquettishly, and pushed a small bowl in front of Mo Jinbei: "Mr. Mo, you haven't eaten at noon, there is a bowl of white fungus soup here, and you drank it to fill your stomach." ”

Yang Miao's long curls fluctuated, exuding a sultry scent.