The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Mo Zixuan put down the fishing rod in his hand, came over and called obediently, "Hello, Aunt Qiao."

Mo Zixuan liked Qiao Anhao very much, maybe it was because of what Qiao Anhao said at the beginning, or maybe it was because of Qiao Anhao's help that time, the child actually knows who is sincere to him and who is false to him.

"Zixuan is fine too. Did Ling'er cause you any trouble?" An Hao rubbed Mo Zixuan's little head, feeling a little cool in his hair.

"No, Aunt Jo."

Xiao Ling'er snorted, put her hands on her chest, and said dissatisfiedly, "Mom, I won't cause trouble if I'm so good."

Qiao Anhao pinched her nose and looked at her sullenly. Mo Zixuan turned his face away, and there was a bit of envy in his eyes, but he calmed down quickly, as usual.

But Qiao Anhao had a panoramic view of this scene, and she felt sorry for the child Mo Zixuan.

So she asked "Zixuan, do you miss your mother?"

Mo Zixuan looked back at Qiao Anhao, lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen clearly, and hummed softly, "Thought. But it's useless to think about it, anyway, I don't know where she is."

After a pause, Mo Zixuan raised his head, eyes full of indifference, "Maybe she doesn't like me, so she left after giving birth to me."

Are you uncomfortable?
It must be hard.

He has never seen Yu Liang before, the mother in the photo is so gentle, and his father always said that his mother is a gentle person, but such a gentle person does not want them.

It is impossible to say that there is no resentment in my heart.

"Then if she comes back, will you forgive her?" Qiao Anhao asked softly, stroking his hair gently with her hand, trying to calm his emotions.

Mo Zixuan thought for a while before answering "Yes. I want her to come back."

Listening to Mo Zixuan's words, Xiao Ling'er felt a little uncomfortable. She was just the opposite of Mo Zixuan. She didn't have a father, but now she has one.

Holding Mo Zixuan's hand, Xiao Ling'er said reluctantly, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll give you half of my mother."

Mo Zixuan gave Xiao Ling'er a blank look, does he look like he lacks love?
"Hey, why are you staring at me with good intentions?" Xiao Ling'er felt like feeding a white-eyed wolf, but she separated her mother!

Seeing the two children bickering, Qiao Anhao also smiled, and sent the two of them to play, "Okay, let's play."

Xiao Ling'er cut it, and said disdainfully, "Who wants to play with him?"

"Oh."

Xiao Linger "..."

However, in fact, Xiao Ling'er still followed Mo Zixuan to go fishing again. Qiao Anhao didn't know what to say, but she could feel that Xiao Ling'er was very happy.

The two children sat on the small bench, Mo Zixuan caught a fish after a while, but Xiao Ling'er remembered that he couldn't catch a fish even when he was on fire.

Qiao Anhao walked to the small pavilion, and the snow drifted in.

Mo Shang poured a cup of tea and brought it to Qiao Anhao, and asked, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. If there is anything, you can just say it." He didn't believe that Qiao Anhao was just here to pick up Ling'er, after all It was agreed long ago that he would send it back in person at that time.

Obviously, Qiao Anhao's visit was not for Xiao Ling'er.

Qiao Anhao pursed her lips, and raised her hand to pick up the tea that Mo Shang had poured. The teacup was slightly hot, and the heat was wafting away, making her fingers moist and hot.

"Lu Yicheng sent me a message, so just ask if you have anything." Seeing that Qiao Anhao seemed a little hesitant, Mo Shang opened his mouth first.