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Chapter 1155 Even Mo Yuchen knows
Meeting her mother's gaze, Mo Zhitong spoke, her childish voice soft and soft, but with unusual firmness: "Mom, let's go."
He is very rational. Under the current situation, it is the best choice for mom to leave here. If she stays with dad again, I don¡¯t know what will happen.
Mu Qingyan wanted to take Tongtong away, but she knew this was unrealistic. She pursed her lips and solemnly promised Tongtong: "Mom will be back."
Mo Zhitong nodded, "I believe mom."
"Where's my sister?"
"Tangtang hasn't seen you for too long. She has been crying today. Dad sent her to the base. You should be careful when you go back and don't run into dad." Mo Zhitong warned while explaining.
Watching her mother leave, Mo Zhitong suddenly ran up and stopped the two of them.
He raised his little head and asked seriously: "Mom, does dad know?"
That thing that cannot be said.
There were ripples in Mu Qingyan's eyes. After a long time, she nodded: "Well, so don't blame your father."
"good."
Mu Ruocheng drove away with Mu Qingyan. Mo Zhitong returned to the room, cleaned up everything, then returned to his room, lay on the small bed and closed his eyes, pretending to be sleeping.
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In the car.
Mu Qingyan asked Mu Ruocheng: "The mission hasn't changed, right?"
Mu Ruocheng's eyes darkened, but he finally said: "It hasn't changed."
Mu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, that¡¯s good, it¡¯s too late.
"He's done this to you, and you still want to risk your life for him." Mu Ruocheng's voice was a little cold and a little depressed.
Mu Qingyan retorted in a low voice: "I'm not risking my life for him, I'm risking my life for myself."
As soon as the car stopped, Mu Ruocheng looked at her seriously, curling his lips without a smile: "For yourself? The final reason is not for him! Qingyan, you are not his toy, he imprisoned you twice!"
At the end of the sentence, he raised his voice and said, "Are you his slave? If you were killed by him one day, you could still defend him like this!"
When he thought of what Mo Yuchen had done to Mu Qingyan, his heart ached with pain.
No one can stand the girl he has cared for since childhood, being treated like that by that beast.
Mu Qingyan was unmoved, she looked at the reflection of her pale face on the car window, "Ruocheng, you are not me, you don't understand If one day, I am really killed by him, I will not have any complaints. "
"Just because he is Mo Qinghe's son?" Mu Ruocheng's jaw tightened, "You didn't know Mo Yuchen at that time. Our identities have already destined us to take human lives on our hands. You really don't need to blame yourself. "
"I thought so before, but I can't do it now." Mu Qingyan turned her head and looked at him: "I saw with my own eyes that Grandpa Mo Yuchen was looking at the photos of his son and daughter-in-law in the room, and I saw with my own eyes that Mo Yuchen was looking at the photos of his son and daughter-in-law. I can no longer remain indifferent to Chen Chen's appearance in front of his parents' tombstones. I am not the culprit, but I am indeed the cause of all this."
Mu Ruocheng said coldly: "You can atone for your sins, but I will never let Mo Yuchen continue to harm you."
After saying that, he restarted the car and hit the road.
Back at the base, Mu Qingyan took Tangtang from Yan Qingxue's arms, then watched An Yi use a tool to cut off the shackles and move her ankles.
She was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden lack of restraints.
Yan Qingxue looked at her hesitantly, but when she looked at Tangtang and the other people present, she swallowed her words.
Seeing that she was in low spirits, Mu Ruocheng didn't stay long and asked Yan Qingxue to stay and take care of their mother and son. He and An Yi left.
Tangtang hadn¡¯t seen her mother for a long time. She put her face against her mother¡¯s cold cheek affectionately. It was obvious that she missed her.
Yan Qingxue prepared a bottle of milk for Tangtang, and then looked at Mu Qingyan.
"How come Tangtang was sent back by her father? Where have you been these past few days?"
Mu Qingyan glanced at Tangtang and shook her head, obviously not wanting to mention it again.
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After Mo Yuchen came back, he looked at the broken chain in the darkroom and the quilt that had been turned over in the corner. There was not much emotion on his face, as if he had expected it.
He turned off the light in the darkroom, walked back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and put his arms on his forehead. His whole body exuded a sense of decadence from the inside out.
He was also having a hard time these days. He looked at her day and night.?I feel so thin, but I can¡¯t say anything.
It¡¯s like she has returned to the time when she was pregnant with Tongtong.
Every time he sees her, his heart feels like a knife is cutting it apart piece by piece, and this time, these feelings remind him of the ever-deepening gap between the two of them.
On one side there is a deep family relationship, on the other side there is a person who is so paranoid that he cannot let go until death.
He can¡¯t retaliate against her like he did against Mu Haotian. What¡¯s even more tragic is that he can¡¯t even think of laying a finger on her.
If he just pretended that nothing happened, he would be ashamed of his parents who raised him, and even more ashamed of his grandfather and grandpa.
Why, it has to be her?
It¡¯s late at night.
Mo Yuchen got up from the bed. He had not forgotten that Tongtong was still there. No matter what happened between him and her, he had to take good care of Tongtong.
He walked into Tongtong¡¯s room and looked at his son who was sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes and just woke up from his sleep.
Mo Zhitong was pretending at first. He wanted to make it look like he didn't know anything while sleeping so as to avoid his father's questioning. But he didn't expect that his father didn't come to his room when he came back. He waited and waited. Just really fell asleep.
Seeing her father, Mo Zhitong thought of what happened before going to bed and lowered her head, feeling very guilty.
He felt that he had betrayed his father.
Mo Yuchen approached and picked up Tongtong from the bed. Worried that his son would catch a cold, he picked up the blanket on the hanger next to him and wrapped him in it, then took Tongtong downstairs.
"Dad, are you making dinner?" Mo Zhitong asked cautiously.
"Well, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." Mo Zhitong looked at his father hesitantly, feeling complicated and confused.
Mom is gone, but Dad doesn¡¯t seem to notice.
A meal, one big and one small, have different thoughts.
Mo Zhitong finished the rice in his small bowl and put the chopsticks on the bowl.
"I am full?"
"Yes." Mo Zhitong nodded.
Mo Yuchen stood up, took their dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, and threw them into the dishwasher.
Mo Zhitong got down from the stool, holding his own water glass and drinking water slowly, when he suddenly heard his father calling him.
"Tongtong."
Mo Zhitong's little body stiffened for a moment, then slowly turned her head and gave a soft "hmm" in confusion.
Mo Yuchen stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at him indifferently, his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, making it difficult to understand through the mist.
After a long time, he spoke up and asked his son: "Don't you hate dad?"
Mo Zhitong looked at his father, wondering if it was a tacit understanding between father and son. He immediately understood his father's problem.
The little guy pursed his thin lips just like his father uneasily, "Dad, do you know everything?"
Mo Yuchen lowered his eyes. He knew that Tongtong's IQ and EQ were higher than those of ordinary children, but he didn't want his son to see too many dark sides of the world. In this regard, he was the same as Mu Qingyan.
As parents, we always want to protect our children.
It¡¯s just that Tongtong is too smart. Not only can he see through many secrets, he also knows how to disguise.
Mo Zhitong raised her head to look at him, her dark eyes were extremely sincere, and said, "Dad, I don't hate you. I'm the same as you. I know you didn't mean it."
He also has mental illness, and he is the same type of person as his father. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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