Mo Weichen hammered the steering wheel in anger and continued to call the villa.
The housekeeper received the call: "Hello, who can I call?"
"Uncle Xing, is the young lady at home?"
"Young Madam is at home, Young Master"
"There are no magazines or newspapers today. Please put them away and don't let the young lady see them."
"Uh, okay." Mo Weichen hung up the phone, okay okay, and drove home by himself.
Holding the phone, "Yi, please check who sent the photos and who is behind the scenes." Mo Weichen's cold tone made him so angry.
Who dares to play this trick with him, that woman?
If she had such courage, then he, Mo Weichen, would dare to kill her
When Mo Weichen returned home, he entered the room at a running speed.
The servants at home don’t know what’s going on. Isn’t the young master not going to work today?
It's because I didn't come back last night. Now I'm back to change clothes.
Mo Weichen entered the room and saw that Shu Ye was still sleeping there, but when he smelled the smell of cigarette smoke in the room, he frowned. What was going on?
I'm looking to see if there are any tears on Shu Ye's face.
Mo Weichen doesn't know if the baby knows about it, but it shouldn't be, there are a lot of speculations
I feel confused in my heart. I think of the woman last night. I seem to have seen her there.
Mo Weichen didn't go to work all day, he just sat there quietly with Shu Ye
I just got that call at 8 o'clock
"President Mo, don't forget your agreement tonight." The person on the phone still used a voice changer, so Mo Weichen didn't even know who it was.
When the phone hung up, Mo Weichen made a call to Gui Mei
"You come to China?" Gui Mei didn't ask what it was about, but since the eldest brother wants to go by himself now, he must have his reasons.
Mo Weichen stretched out his hand to touch Shu Ye's face
"Baby, I miss you so much, but I don't dare to get close to you like before, because I'm afraid, I'm afraid you'll see it," Mo Weichen murmured.
Shu Ye seemed to be dreaming, dreaming about what happened when he was a child
Dreaming about my parents being in a car accident
"Daddy, I want to eat ice cream." Shu Ye, who was only a few years old, took his daddy's hand and stood there coquettishly, refusing to leave.
"Don't eat it. It was so hot from inside just now. It's not good for your health if you eat it." Shu Ye's mother said sternly at the side.