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

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However, at the moment when everyone in the castle was busy, in the bedroom on the second floor, Yuan Yuan was sitting on the sofa alone, playing a Rubik's cube boringly.

He frowned slightly, his mouth narrowed, and he didn't look happy.

He was also reluctant to go downstairs to play with classmates who were one year lower than himself, and they had no common topics with him.

He suddenly missed his father.

My sister's father would come to the castle from time to time, but his father did not come very often, and he could not come to the castle every time he came, and he would not spend the night in the castle.

He knew that his mother didn't like his father, so every time his father came, his mother didn't want to meet, and he was not happy when he saw him.

Dad gave him a small gift yesterday, saying it was a birthday gift to Sister Xixi. He gave it to his sister this morning, but the sister gave it back to him after he knew it was from his father, and said she did n’t want it from his father thing.

In fact, he also hated his sister ’s father, and he hated that he always came to the castle, and his mother did not reject Xixi ’s father like he refused his father, and drank the soup that Xixi ’s father had cooked.

Yuan Yuan still remembers what he said to himself when he first lived in the castle. Dad said that he would chase his mother back, and then take himself and his mother home.

Back to his real home. In the future, the family can live happily together.

Yuan Yuan always remembers that his home is at No. 28 Yangguang Road, Chengxi District. Unfortunately, that home is empty now, and there is no one, even Dad doesn't live there.

Thinking of these fate, I woke up and woke my nose, and some tears flowed from my eyes.

Because he knew that his parents would not be together, he could not live with his parents like his classmates.

He Xiyan, who hadn't seen Yuanyuan for a long time, found the second floor.

"Fate ..." she called out loud.

There was some unease in my heart, afraid that the child was sick or something. Today the family is so lively and there are so many children. There is no reason for Yuanyuan not to go to the lobby on the third floor and play with the children.

"Fate ..." He Xiyan shouted again.

Yuanyuan then jumped off the sofa, and took a tissue to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan ran to the bedroom door and saw his mother looking for him in the corridor.

He Xiyan walked over slowly.

She walked slowly, after all, the wound hadn't fully recovered, and it hurts when she walked faster.

"Yuan Yuan, why don't you go to the third floor to spend the birthday with your sister? They are singing and playing games." He Xiyan said as he walked, but when he walked in front of the child, she froze because of her fate Yuan was crying, his eyes were swollen, and it seemed as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.

"Yuan Yuan, what's wrong with you?" He Xiyan asked anxiously, stretched out his hand and put it gently on Yuan Yuan's forehead, and probed his temperature.

Yuan Yuan stepped forward and took his mother's hand. He bit his lip, and in his eyes he could see the grievance and sadness.

"Mom, I don't want to go to the third floor." Yuan Yuan said heavily, his voice became very hoarse.

He Xiyan: ...

He Xiyan paused, she frowned and looked at Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan grew up because of precocity, he had many ideas, and sometimes she didn't know what the child was thinking, and why she was so sad.

"Mom ..." Yuan Yuan woke her nose again, and then said, "Mom, I want to go back with my dad and live with my dad."