Mo Ye gently opened the door and saw Wu Qiong sitting on the sofa, flipping through a flower arrangement book, and there were several flowers of different colors on the coffee table.
Mo Yiting was lying on a wicker chair with headphones in her ears. She was listening to music. Mo Yiting had previously ordered her that she must stay here with her mother this week.
"Mom." More Ye called softly. Wu Qiong turned his head when he heard the sound, and stood up happily when he saw him coming.
"Ye'er, you came alone? Where are Tianyu and Xiaobo?"
"They didn't come, but Zihao, Xin Nian, and..."
Before Mo Ye finished speaking, Wu Qiong waved his hands and shouted happily, "Hurry, hurry, let them in." Mo Yiting heard the shouting, unplugged her earphones, and looked at Mo Ye suspiciously.
Mo Ye walked to the door and waved to the aisle.
"Grandma, Grandma!" The two children rushed into the room, one holding several gift boxes and the other holding a bouquet of flowers.
Wu Qiong smiled brightly, took the bouquet of carnations handed over by Mo Xinnian, touched her head gently, and lifted the small glasses on the bridge of her nose for her.
Grandma's affectionate gestures made Mo Xinnian smile. Mo Zihao put a few boxes on the table and said to Wu Qiong, "Grandma, mommy made these fresh pastries all morning. You can try them."
"Wow," Mo Yiting came over, opened one of the boxes, picked up a small piece and put it in her mouth to eat, pursing her lips, "Mom, it's not sweet or greasy, it's suitable for you to eat, it's quite refreshing.
"
She just picked up a piece and put it in Wu Qiong's mouth. Wu Qiong's smile froze and he stared straight at the door. Mo Yiting was startled and turned around to look over...
I saw Mo Ye walking in with Ling Kexin in his arms. Ling Kexin seemed to have dressed up specially today, with her hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, a light yellow sleeveless long skirt, and Mo Ye wearing a long sleeveless skirt around her white neck.
The necklace I bought in the United States is also wearing a beautiful diamond ring on my finger.
She had an elegant temperament and a sweet and amiable smile. She leaned against Mo Ye like a bird, and Mo Yiting smiled at them and curled her lips.
"Ye'er, where's Tianyu?" This situation is wrong. Wu Qiong's heart was lifted. He wouldn't send himself to Xiangshan and then drive Chu Tianyu back to France, right?
More Ye winked at his sister and asked her to take a pair of babies out to play. As soon as they left, he said: "Mom, there is something I must tell you clearly."
This was the last thing Mo Ye had to do in three days, to bring Ling Kexin to Xiangshan and reveal the truth in front of his mother.
"What's the matter?" Wu Qiong tried not to look at Ling Kexin, lowered his face slightly and sat on the sofa.
Moer Ye took Ling Kexin and sat down, keeping their fingers intertwined, and said slowly: "I went to get a DNA test, and the facts have proven that Xiaobo is not my child..."
Wu Qiong was shocked, his face suddenly turned green and white, his mouth opened, his voice trembled, "What did you say? What did you say?"
"Xiao Bo is not a descendant of the Mo family, nor is it Eric's. Chu Tianyu can't figure out whose child it is. She threw Xiao Bo to us last night and then left. Now she doesn't know where she is.
."
Seeing Wu Qiong's mood swings, Ling Kexin let go of Mo Ye's hand and sat next to her. She just stretched out her hand to support her, but Wu Qiong threw her hand away and darkened her face, "You go away, I don't want to see you.
you."
"Mom..." Moor Ye frowned. He knew that after a few days of recuperation, his mother was mentally fine. He could say what he should say, "Mom, you can't do this. Come here today, and I will tell you,
I love Xin'er! I want to marry her, and I hope my mother will agree."
"I don't agree!" Wu Qiong shouted with his chest heaving.
"Auntie, don't be excited." Ling Kexin did not leave. She was still sitting next to Wu Qiong. Her voice was clear and gentle, and she was not impatient. "I am only in a relationship with Er Ye now. I will definitely wait for your nod to see if we can get married."
"No, no... you can't get married." She turned her head and looked at Ling Kexin, with resentment surging in her eyes. "You dumped my son five years ago. Without you, he wouldn't have had a car accident. I can't let you do it again."
Harm him."
"Auntie, now I have no misunderstanding with him."
"No, I don't agree," she looked at More Ye again, still a little excited, and panted, "Ye'er, you can't be ruthless and unjust. Xiaobo was not born by you, so... then what's in her belly now?
The child is yours, right? How could you leave her alone?"
"Mom, haven't you noticed that she often goes out to date other men? I have no feelings for her and have never done anything with her. She knows that the child is not mine, but Eric's."
Wu Qiong had doubts, because she also saw the ambiguous traces on Chu Tianyu that day, but she just didn't want to believe this fact. This daughter-in-law's family background matched that of the Mo family.
After pondering for a long time, she asked: "Have you asked Eric? Did he admit it?"
Mo Ye nodded and said that he had gone to see Eric for Chu Tianyu this morning. The two had talked for a long time. Eric meant that as long as Chu Tianyu could marry him, he would accept Mo
Yabo.
After hearing this, Wu Qiong closed her eyes. She seemed to have exhausted all her strength and leaned softly on the sofa. How could this happen? The children she thought were a good wife actually belonged to someone else.
Fortunately, she is not married. If she were, not only would her son be laughed at, but even her mother-in-law would not be able to hold her head up.
But...but, no matter how but, there was not enough reason to convince himself. Wu Qiong's heart was in a mess and his head was dizzy.
Ling Kexin reached out and gently held her hand. Wu Qiong closed his eyes and twitched as he felt the woman's boneless hand holding his.
Ling Kexin didn't let go, she cooed at Mo Ye, and Mo Ye went out.
Hearing the footsteps leaving, Wu Qiong slowly opened his eyes and turned his head slowly, his pale face full of resentment, "Do you understand what I say? I won't accept you, I won't accept you."
Be my wife!"
"I know." Ling Kexin stood up and made a cup of tea, "Auntie, please drink some water."
Wu Qiong didn't turn her head, her breathing was still short. Ling Kexin glanced at her, then put down the cup and walked around behind her. Whether she wanted it or not, she fixed Wu Qiong's head with her palms and began to massage her temples with two fingers.
Wu Qiong originally shook her head to try and get away, but after realizing it was in vain, she closed her eyes again and followed Ling Kexin to massage herself.
It's really strange. After Ling Kexin pressed her fingers lightly a few times, her head was no longer drowsy. After seeing her relax, Ling Kexin's hands slowly slid to the back of her head, neck, and shoulders.
She seemed to have learned massage, her hands were skillful, neither light nor heavy, and extremely comfortable.
"I lost my father when I was more than ten years old. It was very hard for my mother to raise two children by herself. Sometimes she would be late when she came back with money, so I would give her massages. After a long time, I figured out this method on my own. Of course
, I also asked others for advice some time ago.”
Before Wu Qiong could ask her anything, Ling Kexin began to speak slowly. The "asking for advice" she meant was asking Dr. Liang some time ago about physical methods to calm patients down.
When she heard her talk about Bai Yao, Wu Qiong's body visibly shook. Bai Yao - but there was a sharp thorn in her heart that had not been pulled out.
She raised her hand to wave Ling Kexin's hand, but Ling Kexin didn't pay attention. She continued to squeeze Wu Qiong's shoulder in her same way.
"My mother wanted to do business so that our siblings could live a good life. That's how she met Uncle Mo Lin..."
The veins on Wu Qiong's forehead began to throb again. Ling Kexin touched it with her fingers and rubbed it gently. Her voice was also soft, "Uncle Mo is a good man. He sympathized with my mother, so he signed a cooperation agreement with my mother to help me."
Mom returned to Jiangbin to open a beauty salon. Mom was grateful to Uncle Mo and invited him to dinner. In her heart, Uncle Mo was her eldest brother... During her interaction with Uncle Mo, mom also met Dong Xiaofeng."
"What did you say? Your mother knows my cousin?" Wu Qiong couldn't help it. When she returned to the United States, she heard that Dong Xiaofeng had committed corruption and was in prison, and it was Mo Ye who sued him.
Also going in with Dong Xiaofeng was Zhou Linjie, the manager of the financial department. After serving two years in prison, the two of them went to Canada. Wu Qiong never got in touch with this cousin.
"Yes, Dong Xiaofeng likes my mother, but my mother doesn't accept him. He has hatred in his heart and has someone put a brake on the car..."
Ling Kexin spoke slowly. At first she seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with her, but when she talked about her mother trying to save Mo Lin, her voice choked up, "My mother pushed Uncle Mo out of the car, but she couldn't get out of the car."
He jumped out of the car and the car hit the isolation belt heavily..."
"Bah!" Two tears fell on Wu Qiong's head. Wu Qiong actually felt it. In shock, she came to her senses and grabbed Ling Kexin's hand, "Stop massaging, let me be quiet."
"Auntie." Ling Kexin wiped away the tears on her face and knelt down in front of her. "Auntie, the relationship between my mother and Uncle Mo was a misunderstanding. She is a kind woman. She will not break up other people's families. She
Er Ye left a message for me before he died, and Er Ye had someone take a picture of her. Er Ye also misunderstood her and tricked me into working as a maid..."
"So, you hate him too, right?"
"Yes, I hated him. I hated him for lying to me and preventing me from seeing my mother for the last time."
"I understand, let's go."
"No, aunt, I'm not done yet. Listen to me. I don't hate him now. I really don't. We have a pair of lovely babies. What's more precious than living happily together?" Ling Kexin
Speaking sincerely, he looked at Wu Qiong with bright watery eyes.
"I have no parents anymore. Although you don't like me, I am still kind to you. Do you remember? More than five years ago, you hugged me in this room and asked me to call you mom. That was the first time I called you.
Your mother, I'm crying." Ling Kexin wanted to smile at Wu Qiong, but when she smiled, tears started to flow down her face.
"I want a mother, even if she doesn't love me, but as long as she can let me call her mother, she can let me know that there is a mother waiting for me to come home and let me massage her.
Let me cook a meal for her..."
"Stop talking." Wu Qiong's nose became more and more sour, and her eyes were filled with tears. She didn't want Ling Kexin to see her lose her composure, so she stopped turning her head. "Auntie, I will wait for you until you ask me to call you.
Mom's day." After Ling Kexin finished speaking, she slowly stood up and walked away.
She didn't see that when she turned around, two lines of hot tears had fallen down Wu Qiong's face...
When Mo Ye took Ling Kexin and the babies into the car, Mo Yiting ran out of the small building. She told them, "Mom said she would stay here for a few more days and wait for her father to come back to pick her up from the United States. She
Tell Zihao and Xinnian to come and visit her more often, and she will miss them."
After hearing this, Moer Ye smiled at Ling Kexin next to him, and Ling Kexin nodded.
"Auntie, why aren't you going back?" Mo Xinnian shouted.
"Auntie, just stay here. Anyway, I think I'm not good-looking and no man wants me." Mo Yiting said, seemingly truthfully.
"No, Auntie," Mo Xinnian pressed the window and held Mo Yiting's hand, "Auntie is the most beautiful girl, even more beautiful than Chang'e in the sky. Auntie, I will make Uncle He like you.
of."
"Hey, hey," More Ye smiled, turned his head and looked behind him, "My little princess, you can't make random promises."
"I want to be a matchmaker at such a young age." Mo Zihao looked at his sister and pulled up her skirt, "You little fool, sit tight, don't you know there is a saying that says this? Never fight an unprepared battle!"
"Stop it, can't I comfort aunt?" Mo Xinnian slapped her brother's hand away and winked at him.
Mo Yiting smiled, brushed away a hint of acerbity, and waved to them, "Goodbye, I'll visit you in two days."
Mo Xinnian was humming along the way. Mo Zihao was too noisy and listened to the music with headphones. When Mo Xinnian saw it, he unplugged his headphones and made sure to let him listen to her singing.
"It doesn't sound good. Did you know that you sang this song out of tune?" Mo Zihao didn't give him any face.
"I learned it yesterday, and I can sing it so well." Mo Xinnian clapped her hands, shook her head and sang again, "Dance with your footsteps, a spring ballet, your angelic face is the most beautiful, let your youth bloom without regrets
…”
Mo Zihao curled his lips and pierced his ears. Mo Xinnian clapped his hands angrily. Mo Zihao pinched her cheeks and said, "This is a song for adults. It is not suitable for you to sing. You still feel good about yourself. You
Let daddy listen."
"Daddy!" Mo Xinnian patted More Ye in front of him and said close to his ear, "Can you listen to me when I sing the spring ballet?"
"Okay, baby, let's sing." Morye said with a smile.
Mo Xinnian happily hummed the first sentence, and before Mo Ye could answer, Ling Kexin laughed.
"Xin Nian, your dad never sings. If you let him listen, you might as well sing to his knees."
As soon as Ling Kexin finished speaking, the two children burst into laughter.
Moer Ye was not convinced anymore and turned to raise his eyebrows at Ling Kexin, "Don't underestimate me. I will sing a song when you get home. It will definitely blow you away."