Mo Tianyao insisted on leaving, and Jing Shen stopped saying anything. Talking too much would have the opposite effect. She let him go. Before sending him away from the apartment, she stepped forward and hugged him, "Tomorrow morning
I'll prepare breakfast for you, so don't eat outside anymore."
Mo Tianyao hummed, took his coat and went out, "Go back!"
It wasn't until Mo Tianyao disappeared that Jing Shen closed the door and turned around, leaning against the door panel alone, looking up at the ceiling stupidly, his eyes empty.
She didn't know if it was meaningful for her to do this, but as long as she thought of Dudu's death that day, and when she thought of Mo Tianyao calling someone to withdraw Dudu's oxygen in front of her, she really hated that man.
, wishing he could die with his daughter.
Yes, one day, she will let him know what pain is and what life is worse than death.
After Mo Tianyao left Jing Shen's apartment, he went to pick up Mo Xiaobei from the nursery and took him home with him.
Mo Xiaobei's indifferent expression made Mo Tianyao very curious. He reached out and rubbed the child's head and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Mo Xiaobei avoided his hand and remained silent.
Mo Tianyao narrowed his eyes and his tone became cold, "Whoever provoked you, even dad dared to ignore it."
"You are not my father!"
You are not my father?
The few words spoken by the child were like a bomb, exploding in Mo Tianyao's mind.
He turned his head and stared at Mo Xiaobei in surprise. Before he could speak, he heard the child continue: "Other people's fathers would not throw their sons into the nursery. You must not be my father, otherwise why would you always let me
When I'm with Uncle Lan, Uncle Lan is on a business trip and my mother is not here, so you just throw me into the nursery. I don't have a father like you."
Hearing the child's cries, Mo Tianyao's heart, which had just become tense, breathed a sigh of relief again.
He thought someone said something in front of him. Fortunately, it was just a child's suspicion.
"Wouldn't it be better for me to let you be with Uncle Lan? The reason why I sent you to the nursery is because I am too busy to take care of you. You are not young anymore. Why can't you understand your father's hard work?"
To be able to say such words to a four-year-old child, Mo Tianyao is simply not a human being.
Sure enough, Mo Xiaobei cursed: "I'm only four years old. When others were my age, my parents were with me all day long. As long as you are here, you don't look like my dad at all."
As he talked, the little guy pursed his lips and started crying.
Mo Tianyao turned to look at him and handed over a tissue, "Okay, men don't shed tears easily. Don't cry easily. It's not manly at all. Didn't your mother come back today? She will have plenty of time to spend with you in the future.
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"But I just want you to accompany me. When Dudu was here, she told me about her father every day, saying that her father was good to her, but you were the only one who didn't like me at all."
Dudu?
When he heard this name, Mo Tianyao's heart tightened suddenly, as if something had penetrated him so hard that it hurt.
Dudu is the softest thorn in his heart. If he can't mention it, he will lose control if he mentions it.
Especially when the sound of Mo Xiaobei's crying could be heard in his ears, he felt even more irritated. He pulled his face and shouted at Mo Xiaobei: "Stop crying. If you cry again, I won't take you back."
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Hearing this, Mo Xiaobei felt even more aggrieved and cried loudly with his mouth open.
Mo Tianyao had no choice but to let him cry. The car quickly drove home. After stopping, he ignored the children in the car and strode toward the house alone.
Mo Xiaobei opened the car door and got out, followed Mo Tianyao with a small schoolbag on his back, and continued to cry loudly.
The nanny heard the sound and hurriedly followed him, but he refused to hug him. She walked to the living room and looked at her father sitting on the sofa with tearful eyes on the phone.
"Xiao, when you come back, take Xiaobei over to live with you. Don't let him come back again in the future."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and turned to look at the child two meters away from him, "Cry, why don't you cry?"
When he heard his father asking Uncle Lan to pick him up, Mo Xiaobei suddenly stopped crying and stared at Mo Tianyao with an indifferent face, his eyes full of innocent tears.
He suddenly ran over with a small schoolbag on his back, hugged Mo Tianyao's neck tightly, and cried loudly: "Don't send me away, daddy, daddy, Xiaobei is wrong, Xiaobei will never do it again."
Stop crying, dad, dad..."
Childish shouts reached Mo Tianyao's ears, especially the word "daddy" that made him feel deeply. The softest place in his heart could not help but ripple.
He picked him up and sat on his lap, "I will forgive you this time. If there is another time, dad will really send you away."
Mo Xiaobei nodded pitifully, "Xiaobei will never cry again, and will never make dad angry again."
Mo Tianyao pressed his head into his chest and was filled with emotion.
What a sensible and well-behaved child. Thinking of him, he couldn't help but think of Dudu.
The child who has never seen his father since he was born, who has always called other people daddy, when he faced his biological father in person, he almost regarded him as a bad person.
Thinking of Dudu's cute little face that made people happy, the pain in Mo Tianyao's heart became more difficult to control every time, and it penetrated deeper into his bones every time.
Holding Mo Xiaobei, I suddenly felt a little bit like I was holding my daughter with my own hands.
Dudu, his daughter...
"Madam, you are back!"
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Ma Zhang."
The nanny's voice suddenly came from across the living room. Mo Tianyao reacted and turned towards the door. He saw Liang Yujie dragging her suitcase, wearing a purple and blue dress and walking into the living room on high heels.
Seeing him in the living room, Liang Yujie was obviously a little surprised. She walked over with a smile, pinched Mo Xiaobei's face and asked Mo Tianyao, "Isn't there a dinner party? Why are you back so early?"
"I'll be back after dinner." Mo Tianyao said.
After sitting down, Liang Yujie pulled Mo Xiaobei over, beckoned the nanny to pull the suitcase over, opened the suitcase and took out some toys that the boy liked, and handed them to Mo Xiaobei, "Do you like it? This is a limited edition."
Mo Xiaobei held the toy in his arms, without smiling or speaking. The tears on his face made Liang Yujie very suspicious.
"What's wrong? Have you cried?"
Mo Tianyao asked the nanny to take the child down and explained: "It's nothing! I just feel a little wronged. Just talk about it."
"He is still so young, how does he know what grievance means? Tianyao, you won't be cruel to him again, will you?"
"If a child does something wrong and doesn't teach him a lesson, what will happen when he grows up?" After saying this, Mo Tianyao stood up and walked upstairs.
Liang Yujie quickly took out the gift from her suitcase and followed him, "What can he do wrong? A four-year-old child, don't be too harsh on him."
