Ling Kexin paused for a moment, then moved a chair out of the room. Mo Yiting sat on the hanging chair and stared at the expressionless Ling Kexin with a half-smile.
"You really don't hate my eldest brother anymore?" She could hear Ling Kexin's shout clearly in Mo's Manor.
"..." Not wanting to answer, Ling Kexin leaned back on her chair and stared at the sky outside.
"Actually, my brother agreed to get married as a last resort. My mother suffered from madness. If he didn't agree, she would go crazy. Please understand."
"It's unreasonable. She is harming him."
"I don't know if it's harmful or not, but I know that marriage is about being from the same family. Your family background is indeed not suitable for our family. Ling Kexin, please don't be sad... When my brother gets married, I will definitely take care of our two children.
I'll bring it to you." "No need."
"You don't want them anymore?"
"I will find it myself, because I can't wait until the day your brother gets married."
"Ling Kexin, I want to help you... If it hadn't been for your mother's incident, you would have had some room to deal with my brother. But now," Mo Yiting sighed, seeming a little helpless, "I know my brother doesn't
I like sister Tianyu. She has harmed you. If my brother regains his memory, they may get divorced. Otherwise, how about you wait until that day?"
Ling Kexin turned her head and her eyes became cold, "Mo Yiting, don't you think you are insulting me?"
Mo Yiting smiled lightly, "I don't want to see how much you love my eldest brother. If you love him, you will wait for him."
Ling Kexin turned her head and looked at the sky again, her eyes filled with melancholy.
"I think you don't really love my eldest brother. If you did, you wouldn't have run away at the wedding five years ago. If you hadn't run away, my brother wouldn't have had a car accident. You say you love me now only because you have
Two children, you have to find a father for them! Of course, this father is the best for my brother... Ling Kexin, you'd better raise the pillow a little higher when you sleep, and wait until you figure out that you really love him before you find him.
Let him."
Mo Yiting stood up, took out a piece of paper from her bag and placed it gently on the hanging chair, then walked over and patted Ling Kexin on the shoulder, turned around and left.
Hearing the footsteps disappearing, Ling Kexin closed her eyes.
Do you love him? You should, otherwise your heart won't hurt when you hear the news of the marriage.
But why, when I think about the past, my heart still feels a little painful? Is it because the relationship between the two is not deep?
It should be, otherwise, why would I choose to fall in love with him?
However, "falling in love once" has now become my extravagant wish.
"Ring, ring, ring..." Just when Ling Kexin seemed vaguely about to fall asleep, a rapid ringing of the phone in the room woke her up, and she stood up from the chair suddenly.
"Hello... I'm Ling Kexin." She ran so fast that her head felt dizzy, and her hands supported the back of the sofa.
"Mommy, Mommy!" Suddenly, after a pause for a few seconds, the other party shouted excitedly.
"Zihao?" Ling Kexin's mind suddenly cleared up. She grasped the receiver tightly with both hands and choked with tears, "Zihao, where are you?"
"We are in Edinburgh, and my sister is also here... Come, Xin Nian, call me Mummy."
"Mommy, I miss you so much... wu wu..." Mo Xinnian cried.
Ling Kexin was so excited that she cried, her tears like broken pearls, "Baby, don't cry, don't cry, mommy misses you too, very much, mommy will fly over right away."
"Mommy, you don't have to come over. Uncle He will take us home in two days." Zihao answered the phone.
"Uncle He?" Ling Kexin was stunned and did not suddenly come over.
There were several noises coming from that compartment, and then a mature male's voice was rich and sexy, "Ling Kexin, it's me, He Xiaoxiao..."
"Senior?!" Ling Kexin's eyes widened in shock, and she leaned against the sofa involuntarily.
He Xiaoxiao slowly told her the story on the phone...
It turned out that after the two babies arrived in the city center, they started their "making money" plan. Mo Zihao boxed in the street, and Mo Xinnian sang. They knew English and told passers-by that their home was in China and they wanted to make some money.
Money buys plane tickets.
A middle-aged homeless man who sold songs took them in after seeing them. He took them to the streets to sing during the day and stayed with the homeless man in a broken tent at night. They lived like this for two days.
On the third day, they followed the homeless man to a square to sing. Mo Xinnian sang "Only Mother is Good in the World" in Chinese. Her singing attracted He Xiaoxiao and another Chinese man.
They arrived in Edinburgh the day before to discuss a cooperation project.
He Xiaoxiao curiously came to the homeless song stall and saw Mo Xinnian wearing a pink canopy princess dress. She may have worn it for many days, and there was some dirt on the dress, but her small face was highlighted by her black hair.
But she is white and rosy, with a pair of big talking eyes filled with crystal tears, a tall nose with a red tip, and a small rosy mouth that opens and closes...
"Kexin?" He Xiaoxiao was stunned at the time. This girl looked so much like Ling Kexin, and her Chinese pronunciation was so standard.
His eyes immediately turned to the little boy who was holding a plate begging for money. When he cast his eyes on the boy's face, his heart trembled again...More Ye?
What's going on? He knew that Ling Kexin gave birth to a pair of twins, and they were almost five years old. By comparison, they should be about the same age as the children in front of him.
Looking at their clothes, although their clothes are dirty on the outside, the clothes they wear are fashionable and made of good materials. They look like children from a rich family who have gone missing and are living on the streets.
When Mo Zihao came to him with a plate, He Xiaoxiao grabbed his small shoulders, bent down, and asked him kindly in English: "Are you Chinese?"
"Yes!" Mo Zihao nodded.
He Xiaoxiao asked him in Chinese: "Tell me, what is your father's name? I am also Chinese."
When Mo Zihao saw that he was handsome and had warm and kind eyes, like a good person, he said, "My mother's name is Ling Kexin, and my father's name is Mo Ye."
He Xiaoxiao gasped, Oh my god, it was really them! But, how could they end up living in England? And become beggars?
He immediately spoke to the friends around him, then took out a wad of money and gave it to the homeless man, telling him that he was a relative of the two children and that he had to take them away.
The homeless man agreed, and before leaving, he gave half of the money to Mo Zihao. When Mo Zihao heard that He Xiaoxiao would take them back to the country to meet his mother, he immediately beamed with joy.
In this way, He Xiaoxiao took one by one and took them to the big hotel where he was staying. In order to keep Ling Kexin from being anxious, he made this call when he arrived at the hotel...
"In two days, after I finish my work here, I can go back to China. Ke Xin, you don't have to rush over." Finally, He Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
Ling Kexin was so excited that she burst into tears. Thinking that her child had really become a "little beggar" after escaping from the big manor, her heart felt worse than being cut out with a knife. She sobbed and said, "Thank you, senior, thank you..."
"Let's talk about it when we meet. The two children are in very good condition and health. Don't worry, you can see them in two days." He Xiaoxiao's voice was kind and soft, like a clear spring.
Ling Kexin felt relieved and put down the phone. She sat stupidly on the sofa, grinning for a while and crying uncontrollably, feeling a mixture of sadness and joy.
OK! The next people she was looking for were "Mo Ye" and "Wu Qiong"! Before looking for them, she decided to do one thing first.
She was so excited that she didn't sleep all night. The next day, Ling Kexin called Zhao Feilong to tell her that the child had been found. After hearing this, Zhao Feilong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In a few days, I will come back to see the babies."
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Ling Kexin told Bai Haoming and all her good friends about the good news, but she didn't mention a word to the Mo family.
However, Mrs. Mo also received this reliable news that day, saying that two children were taken away by a Chinese man while they were singing in the square. They found out that the man's name was He Xiaoxiao, and they found him at the hotel that day.
But he refused to return the child and said that if he wanted a child, Ling Kexin must tell him personally.
After hearing this, Mrs. Mo took a long breath, and then said slowly: "Just give the children to him and ask him to send them back safely!"
She no longer has to be afraid, because the news of her son's marriage has been published in the newspapers. If she wants to change the situation, it will not be easy without her nod.
That evening, Mo Ye did not come back. Chu Tianyu, who went to pick him up from get off work, said: "He has a dinner party tonight and said he would be back after the dinner party."
Mrs. Mo was worried and called Mo Ye every hour to tell him not to drink. Mo Ye didn't know that her mother was "staring" at her.
His car was parked at the entrance of Zhuhaiyuan Villa. The lights were dark in the villa. He had just gone in and did not see Ling Kexin. The air inside was very fragrant. The flowers he had sent were placed on the flower stand at the entrance of the stairs.
It looks very beautiful.
The sanitation has been done, the clothes have been washed, and the house is very tidy. There is no sign of the owner's decadence at all. It is completely different from what he saw a few days ago.
He breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the villa and sat in the car. He drove the car to a dark corner, hoping to wait for Ling Kexin to come back and take a sneak peek at her.
But his mother's calls kept coming, and he finally became impatient, started the car and returned to Mo's Manor.
When Mo Yabo saw him coming back, he happily ran over to ask him to hug him, but he pushed him away irritably. Chu Tianyu saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly put his son into his arms.
The man with a dark face and an icy aura made Chu Tianyu see the old Mo Ye, and she felt a little nervous. Wouldn't he regain his memory?
Mo Ye went upstairs, and Chu Tianyu asked Lu Qiaoer who was busy in the restaurant: "Does the young master still drink milk these days?"
Lu Qiaoer said: "They all drank it and said it tasted good."
Chu Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief, a sly smile flashed in his eyes, and took his son out to play.
Lu Qiaoer continued to wipe the table. Remembering that Chu Tianyu asked about milk just now, she wanted to wipe the cabinet as well. Unexpectedly, the milk jug fell to the ground and the lid came off. Mo Yabo's pet dog Beibei immediately
He ran over, pried open his mouth, and put the whole jar on his head.
Seeing a lot of milk powder scattered on the ground, Lu Qiaoer was shocked. She drove the puppy away, but there was not much milk powder in the jar she took off the dog's head. This time, she was scared.
If you pick up the milk powder on the ground and put it into the jar, it would be disrespectful to the young master. Regardless of whether the puppy has licked the milk powder inside, after all, the puppy's head has been put in, so it will be dirty no matter how you think about it.
Fortunately, no one saw it. After Lu Qiaoer finished cleaning up in a panic, she quickly ran to find Wang Ma. After Wang Ma found out, she gave her an idea and said that she could take the elderly milk powder she bought and make a cup of it tonight.
When you go out to buy groceries, buy a can of imported milk powder for her, but don't let Chu Tianyu know.
Besides, Mo Ye, who came back tonight, went upstairs and walked into Wu Qiong's room.
"Mom, I'm back, are you satisfied?" His tone was obviously dissatisfied, with a hint of anger.
"Ye'er, why do you talk like that?" Wu Qiong frowned and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
His mother's actions were clearly hinting to him - More Ye, don't irritate me.
"Mom, when will the children come back?" Okay, Moerye tolerated it and spoke softly.
"It's coming soon, within the next two days."
Mo Ye's eyes flashed, and a wry smile appeared on his lips, "When the children come back, give them to Ling Kexin, and don't embarrass them in the future."
"Don't worry, what I said is true. After you marry Tianyu, your mother will leave Jiangbin. You and He will live happily together, and I won't disturb them... However, they are descendants of the Mo family.
After the age, they must return to the Mo family!"
That night, Mor Ye did not drink the milk that Lu Qiaoer made. In order to make his son happy, Wu Qiong specially asked Chu Tianyu to wash up and dress up well, and then go into the study to talk to Mor Ye.
Mo Ye saw Chu Tianyu come in, and immediately stood up and entered the bedroom. Chu Tianyu followed him in. She twisted her waist, put one hand on her waist, and looked at Mo Ye, "Darling, do you think I am willing to cling to you?"
You? Are you rolling your eyes at me? I don’t think so for Xiaobo’s sake. Our children are so old, what will it be like if we don’t get married? "
She went to the cabinet and took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and lit it, then handed it to Mo Ye, "After we get married, you can ignore me. I will give you freedom. You just need to give me a title... Come on.
Come on, smoke one and let’s talk.”
Mo Ye was in a bad mood, so when he saw the cigarette, he took it. Chu Tianyu smiled slyly, lit one for himself, and then sat on the sofa.