President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

In the afternoon, Si Tian was missing.

Mo House is very big, and Shen Xilan is afraid that she will get lost, so she finds out alone.

When she first came out of the small building where Yan Huixian lived, she saw Sitian looking inside from the window on the first floor.

"Si Tian, ​​what are you doing there?" Shen Xilan asked, walking over.

The sudden sound behind her made Shen Sitian, who was peeking, frightened and sat on the ground. In panic, she saw that it was her mother. She sighed in relief, patted her chest with her little hand, and said, "I was scared to death."

"What are you looking at?" Shen Xilan looked suspiciously at the position Si Tian just looked at.

The window is fixed, and the light is sealed from the inside. Only Si Tian has a small round hole where he can see it.

When she saw the picture inside, her heart trembled involuntarily.

There was a mess in the room, with food scattered on the floor, smashed porcelain, and swaying furniture, and in the middle of this mess, there was a awkward person lying.

After careful identification, Shen Xilan was sure that that person was really Mo Jingsen's father, Mo Hongliang.

She said why I didn't see Mo Hongliang since I came here today. It turns out that he was locked up in this way.

Does Mo Jingsen know about this?

As soon as Shen Xilan wanted to evacuate, he saw the door of the room opened.

Mo Hongliang looked up and saw Yan Huixian, that embarrassed face became full of ferociousness: "Poisonous woman! Do you think I will turn my mind if I stay at home? I tell you, I love Jingjing, you care about me No matter how long I will divorce you, I will marry her! I will take my son and live the rest of my life happily! I will never love you!"

"Who cares about your love!" Yan Huixian yelled hysterically. After taking a few deep breaths, she calmed down and snorted coldly: "As long as I live, you don't want to marry that bitch, your son? Mo Hongliang , I tell you, your son can only have Jing Sen."

"What do you mean? Do you want to kill my son? A poisonous woman!"

"Heh, let me tell you a good news, because you gave her the money to buy a house and swiped my name card. I have successfully chased it back. The house has now been sold by me at a low price."

"...Is this all calculated by you? I said why you suddenly changed your temper and gave me the card, saying what is to repair the relationship between husband and wife, and I will take care of the money!"

"If you didn't continue to mix with that bitch and buy a real estate for her, will I get back the house? Mo Hongliang, you think I really don't know, how long have you been with her? I keep going. One eye, one eye closed, just for the peace of this family, what did you do to me?"

"Divorced? Marry her? Have children?"

"Keep saying, you love her, you are in love with each other, do you think she really loves you?"

"Of course she really loves me!" Mo Hongliang shouted loudly.

Yan Huixian sneered: "Love your half-white hair? Love you can be her father's age? Or love you can bring her a prosperous life? You know better than me, don't you think that if you are kicked out of the Mo family, you will have nothing Fen, can she still love you? Love the one who has nothing, has nothing to do, doesn't even hold a child, just eats idle meals, and makes you laugh?"

Mo Hongliang wanted to answer yes, his Jingjing loved him, not material.

But he opened his mouth, but couldn't answer.

Because he suddenly remembered that Jing Jingyi was in his arms, and imagined the good life in the future, he couldn't do without money.

He lost his confidence in an instant.

Mo Hongliang got up crookedly from the mess: "I don't need to get divorced, you return the house to her, don't move my son, or I will hate you forever!"

"Your love for her is really touching!" Yan Huixian hooked her mouth sarcastically, and said: "That bitch can't think about it! As for you to hate me, then hate it, I won't be because Your hatred is not going well."

"By the way, to tell you, Jing Sen took her daughter home. The granddaughter is very beautiful and sensible, and her little mouth is very sweet. Oh, don't you know, Xi Lan's daughter, the father is Jing Sen, and I am a grandmother. Today is really a happy day, and every day in the future, it will be. Our family will live happily and happily. As for you, for the rest of your life, live in hatred."

After Yan Huixian ignored her husband, who was shocked by the sudden news, she turned and walked out.

When the door was about to be closed, Mo Hongliang reacted and shouted, "Are you serious? Do I really have a granddaughter?"

Yan Huixian paused for a while, turned her face slightly, and said sarcastically: "There are people with granddaughters, and they are still clamoring to go out and start a family with a wild woman. They really have a face."

The door slammed shut.

Mo Hongliang stood blankly for a moment, then fell into the mess, and muttered to himself: "I just want a son that belongs to me. I'm not wrong. I just want someone to hold me. My son, what's wrong with me? I won't compromise..."

Shen Xilan turned around complicatedly, took Si Tian's hand and left there, and then whispered: "You can't tell anyone what happened just now, you know?"

"Oh, mother, who is the person in there? Why are they locked in?"

Shen Xilan was a little embarrassed for a while, she always told Si Tian that her grandfather was inside.

"Children should not be so curious and forget what they saw just now. No matter who it is, your father must have been looking for us after so long. Let's go."

He sullen his mouth in contemplation and no longer asks.

When leaving, it was Mo Jingsen's car. When the car drove out of Mo's house, Shen Xilan, who was sitting in the auxiliary frame, accidentally saw Zhu Jing's sneaky figure at the gate and flower platform.

She was startled, remembering what she had just heard.

Zhu Jing has no place to live now, and she is still pregnant with a child. According to Yan Huixian's words, she should be looking for her. She is still here, is she looking for Mo Hongliang?

"What do you want?" Mo Jingsen asked when she caught sight of Shen Xilan's face writing something on her mind.

Shen Xilan woke up, looked at the handsome profile of the man, and hesitated to say: "Your father, how is he?"

Mo Jingsen said truthfully without evasiveness: "Except for no freedom, you should eat and drink. There is nothing wrong with it. Let's talk about it when Grandpa recovers from his illness."

"Then, what will that woman do?"

Mo Jingsen was silent for a moment before he said, "I let him lose the feeling of being a father, so that he crazily wants to have a child who can act like a baby to him."

Which child doesn't want to act like a parent?

What Shen Xilan felt even more distressed was Mo Jingsen, who looked forward to his father's love for his mother when he was young.

Although Mo Jingsen was brought up by Mo Lao, it was not that Mo Hongliang had no chance to spoil some of his sons, but he chose ease. When I was young, I chose to be unrestrained, and when I was old, I wanted my child to be in love, how could it be possible.

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