The lost beauty

This year, Wei Jin was three years old, this year, Li Xiaowei was pregnant with Xiao Fei, and this year, since Huanyu went public, its sales exceeded one billion for the first time.

Almost every day, Mo Yufeng was so busy that he didn't come home until very late. Every time he came home, he would see Xiao Weijin half sprawled on the sofa and fell asleep as soon as he entered the door.

Li Xiaowei walked down the stairs with a blanket, and when she saw Mo Yufeng coming home, her eyebrows brightened a little, "Jin'er insists on waiting here for you to come back, I can't even coax you, if you come back so late in the future, our son But I'm going to move to the living room to sleep!"

"The company has too much business these days, it will be fine in a while!" Mo Yufeng looked apologetic, and turned his eyes to his son, feeling distressed, "Who do you think this child looks like? Such a stubborn temper! "

Mo Yufeng sighed as he spoke, walked up and bent down to pick up his three-year-old son, and lightly pecked his face.

Li Xiaowei stood on the stairs, put the blanket on her arms, stared at her husband and son with happiness on her face, and couldn't help touching her growing belly.

Mo Yufeng put Wei Jin on the bed, then covered him with a quilt, looked at his son satisfied, and then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, a pair of small soft hands grabbed him from behind, and he still shouted hoarsely: "Dad!"

Mo Yufeng turned his head helplessly, only to realize that Weijin had already woken up, holding his hand tightly.

"What's the matter? Has Jin'er been misbehaving these days?" Mo Yufeng squatted down patiently and patted his son's head.

"No!" Wei Jin hurriedly shook her head, and then hugged Mo Yufeng like a fool, "Dad is not at home with Jin'er, Jin'er is not happy!"

Mo Yufeng couldn't help but feel sad when he heard the little child with an immature accent, and stretched out his arms to hug Weijin tightly, "Dad is busy these days, so why don't you accompany Jin'er when you're done?"

When Wei Jin heard Mo Yufeng said that he wanted to accompany him, she nodded happily, "Father took me to the amusement park, to eat cheesecake, and to ride a horse..."

Mo Yufeng felt the happiness of being a father for the first time, and he will never forget it. That night, he hugged his son and coaxed him to sleep slowly.

The next day, when Mo Yufeng was going out, Xiao Weijin came over eagerly and looked at him.

When Mo Yufeng was about to leave, he still didn't forget to walk over to hug him, and then scratched his little nose, "Jin'er is not allowed to sleep on the sofa at night, or father will get angry!"

"But..." Xiao Weijin's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Dad, come back soon!"

"Yeah!" Mo Yufeng nodded his head seriously, feeling very warm in his heart.

However, it was already late at night when we got off work after the meeting.

As soon as Mo Yufeng opened the door, he saw Wei Jin in the living room at a glance. Mo Yufeng was actually angry and said it in the morning, but now it seems that it was completely ignored.

Li Xiaowei walked over and took the briefcase and suit from him, "You're back!"

Seeing that his wife hadn't rested so late, Mo Yufeng felt a little sorry, "Why don't you go to bed so late?"

"Jin'er is downstairs alone, I don't worry! Sister Zhang and the others are too busy during the day, I let them go to rest!"

"Go to sleep, I'll put my son to bed!" Mo Yufeng patted his beloved wife on the shoulder and said affectionately.

Li Xiaowei glanced at Mo Yufeng and Weijin, her eyes were full of tenderness, then she nodded, "Alright! Only you can cure our son!"

Li Xiaowei went upstairs, and there were only two father and son left in the living room.

As soon as Mo Yufeng changed his shoes, Wei Jin ran over happily, hugged Mo Yufeng's thigh, and called out sweetly as usual: "Dad."

Mo Yufeng didn't give Weijin a good face because of this, he almost lifted his son to the sofa, and asked seriously: "Weijin, do you remember what you said to me this morning?"

Wei Jin froze for a moment, then shook her head abruptly, her face full of innocence, Mo Yufeng immediately softened his heart when he saw his small appearance.

"Dad said, Jin'er is not allowed to wait in the living room for Dad to get off work, and go to bed!" Mo Yufeng said it again.

"Dad didn't say that!" Wei Jin immediately retorted, "Dad said sleeping on the sofa is not allowed, Jin'er didn't sleep on the sofa, Jin'er was playing with building blocks!"

Sure enough, Mo Yufeng found the pile of half-sized pyramid building blocks on the wool blanket, and he was speechless.

Mo Yufeng sighed helplessly, hugged Wei Jin and sat on his lap, "Is Jin'er obedient? Huh?"

"Listen!" Wei Jin nodded obediently.

"In the future, you are not allowed to wait for Dad here. You have to sleep with your mother earlier. If you have a younger brother, you must go to bed earlier. Don't let your mother worry about it! Do you understand?"

"Then Mom and Dad have a younger brother, will they dislike Jin'er?" Xiao Weijin raised her head, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

"Who told Jin'er that?" Mo Yufeng straightened his face. He didn't know why Jin'er asked this question, but at such a young age, he absolutely couldn't instill such jealous thoughts in him.

Of course, Wei Jin had already forgotten that it was a joke that a beautiful aunt met Li Xiaowei when she went out with Li Xiaowei a few days ago, but Wei Jin subconsciously remembered this joke in her heart.

"Could it be that Dad only likes my younger brother and doesn't like Jin'er?" Seeing Mo Yufeng's expression, the child began to think wildly.

"Weijin!" Seeing Mo Yufeng, he called Weijin annoyedly, "Who taught you to think about these things all day long?"

Mo Yufeng pulled the child away and stood in front of him. He decided to talk to his son about this matter, so that the little thing wouldn't get confused.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jin immediately opened her mouth to cry and reached out to hug him, but Mo Yufeng didn't hug him.

"Woooo...don't you dislike me, Dad, Jin'er will be good..."

Mo Yufeng saw his son was panting from crying, so he compromised and grabbed his son, holding him in his arms, "How old is Jin'er? Huh? Don't cry!"

Only then did Weijin sniff her nose slowly, and slowly stopped crying, staring at Mo Yufeng with her big beautiful eyes without blinking.

"Both you and your younger brother are the treasures of your parents. No matter whether it is you or your younger brother, your parents will love you equally. Don't say such things in the future, or your father will beat you!"

Wei Jin twisted her body away from Mo Yufeng's arms, covered her back carefully, and shook her head timidly, "Dad, don't hit me!"

Mo Yufeng was almost amused by his son's facial expressions, and reached out to touch the wet tears on his son's face, "As long as Jin'er is obedient, Dad won't hit her!"

"Yeah! Jin'er must be good!"

"Okay, what should we do now?" Mo Yufeng raised his eyebrows and asked intentionally.

"Hmm..." Xiao Weijin scratched her head, then grinned, "Sleep with Dad!"

"Jin'er is sleeping by herself! Dad is going to accompany mother!" Mo Yufeng said with a frown, but he was happy in his heart, this brat is really fun!

"Okay!" Xiao Weijin reluctantly agreed.

Mo Yufeng carried Xiao Weijin upstairs, put him on the bed, and stayed with him for a long time, until Weijin yawned and was ready to leave.