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Chapter 176: Why, doesn’t Yuanbao look like me? 6
Not long after, the chef of Shexiangfang brought the meal carefully cooked for the young master. Mo Yuanbao, with his bright black eyes, happily thanked the chef and ate hard.
Seeing this, Mo Qiqi felt very happy.
This child seems to be a little different from other children since he was born. He seems to be a bit introverted and withdrawn... But seeing him eating like this, Mo Qiqi felt that her son was very good.
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"Your Majesty." Shouyi hurried back.
"Yes." Fengling Yexi sat in the carriage and responded lightly.
"We found a place to live. It's a house in a wealthy area of Tiancheng. My subordinates have already bought the house." Mamoru stood outside the carriage and said in a low voice.
Buy it... that's nice to say.
In fact, it was still dark at this time, so there was no house to buy.
Shouyi directly led the people into the house, carried the owner out, and then gave them a lot of money, so they didn't report it to the official.
"Then let's go." Fengling Yexi said solemnly to Shouyi.
"Yes." Soon, the carriage started driving slowly again, heading towards the rich area that the poor longed for.
As soon as the carriage left, Mo Qiqi came out of Shexiangfang holding Xiao Yuanbao.
Now the sky was slowly getting brighter, but the Shexiangfang usually didn't open until lunch time, so she might as well go back with Yuanbao in her arms first.
Anyway, the Shexiangfang is actually running very well. It doesn't matter whether she comes or not. Nothing is more important than her spending time with her son.
Mo Qiqi had just carried the fleshy little Yuan Bao all the way, and it was already a bit strenuous. Although he rested for a while, it was still a bit too much to hold him back again.
Not even halfway through the journey, Mo Qiqi's thin body began to feel a little unbearable.
"Mom, you...are you sick again?" Yuan Bao saw that Mo Qiqi's face was not good, so he stretched out his fleshy little hand to touch Mo Qiqi's face and asked with concern.
Yuanbao was born prematurely when Mo Qiqi was eight months pregnant. She fell down and broke her back, so she gave birth to Yuanbao early.
But during that wrestling incident, Mo Qiqi's waist was slightly injured, and it was a bit difficult to pick up the four-and-a-half-year-old Yuan Bao.
"Mom is fine..." Mo Qiqi smiled and gave Xiao Yuanbao a happy smile.
Her son was filial and knew that he felt sorry for his mother. Thinking of this, Mo Qiqi gritted her teeth and held up her waist and hugged Mo Yuanbao tightly again.
"Mom, please let Yuanbao down. Yuanbao will leave on his own." Seeing Mo Qiqi struggling, Xiao Yuanbao was still a little worried in his heart.
My godfather told me not to let my mother hold me all the time, otherwise my mother will get back pain.
Hearing this, Mo Qiqi stopped and felt a sour taste on the tip of his nose. He also felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he almost wanted to squat down and cry.
In fact, when she left Gucheng, the child was only two months old, so she could have removed the child...but she couldn't bear it at that time.
Now, she was beginning to feel lucky that she had not really taken away the child.
Because she has a good son who is obedient and sensible.
"Mom... Yuanbao wants to go by himself." Seeing that Mo Qiqi stopped there and didn't understand, Yuanbao called out again, and began to twist his fleshy little body to break away from her arms.