After hearing this, Su Murong couldn't help but take a look at Mr. mo. at this time, the old man was also looking at Su Murong. The latter gave a smile and explained lightly, "Dad is still at the party. Mom will come to see you and brother first."

When it comes to Xiaoyang, Su Murong can't help but look around the room and doesn't see Xiaoyang.

"Xiao Yang is sleeping upstairs." Mr. Mo explained.

Xiaoyue nodded and said, "yes, my brother is sleeping upstairs. Xiaoyue is playing with my grandfather."

Su Murong nodded, took Xiaoyue back to master Mo, then gently scraped her nose, said with a smile: "that mother first go up to see her brother, and then come down to play with Xiaoyue, OK?"

"Good!"

"The child has gone to bed. Don't go up and disturb me, Miss Su. I think it's necessary for us to have a chat." Mr. Mo stopped Su Murong and said seriously.

Su Murong steps a meal, but did not turn around, but whispered: "old man, we have nothing to talk about, you can rest assured, I have no memory of the Mo family, only the responsibility of Xiaoyang and Xiaoyue, as for who he is with, I really don't care."

Mr. Mo can't hear Su Murong's words, but as far as Mo Shibei's character is concerned, if Su Murong really wants to go back to Mo's home, her status is definitely not as embarrassing as it is now.

"Well, I believe you, and you remember what you said today."

Mo finally chose to believe Su Murong, which is also the best way.

Su Murong laughs sarcastically. This is not the first time he has asked himself how much confidence he needs to have before he can feel that he will never forget the Mo family and become a young grandmother of the Mo family.

"I'll go up to see Xiao Yang first. He's always dishonest when he sleeps!" Su Murong said.

This time, Mr. Mo didn't refuse. He just said, "two children will sleep on my side tonight. Don't toss about."

"Well."

Su Murong walked up the stairs lightly, but she was startled when she opened the door. She hurried to the balcony and asked anxiously, "Xiao Yang, how did you wake up? Come here, the balcony is windy."

Xiaoyang also heard the opening of the door for a long time. Now he knows that it's su Murong. He's still stiff in the same place and doesn't say a word.

Su Murong turned on the light and intended to close the window, but he found that he could see the foot of the hall from here. Mo Shibei and Yin Nan were accompanying the guests at the moment. First he drank it all, and then he didn't know what to say. Yin Nan on one side pursed a smile and looked happy.

Su Murong looked a little upset, directly drew the curtain, said: "don't look, or sleep."

"Are you afraid?" Xiao Yang came coldly.

Su Murong was stunned and puzzled, so he asked, "are you afraid? What am I afraid of? "

At this time, Xiao Yang pursed his lips tightly and nodded slightly. His eyes were not anxious with Su Murong. He seemed to be immersed in his own world, and suddenly asked, "don't you get angry when you look at my father with other women?"

Su Murong looked at the windowsill with a guilty heart, but it was a pity that it had been closed and nothing could be seen.

Su Murong went to hold Xiao Yang, but the latter didn't refuse. He was not as clever as usual.

Mother and son sat on the bed, Su Murong sat cross legged, then spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Xiao Yang, what's the matter with you, since you have been struggling with this problem, now I'm very clear to tell you that for your father, he has nothing to do with anyone, and the reason why I came to Mo's house is that you are my son, Xiaoyue is my own daughter. It's so simple. "

Su Murong said, looking at Xiaoyang, hoping that she said enough to understand.

Xiao Yang didn't say a word after listening, so Su Murong was worried. Did he understand or didn't understand.

For a long time, just listen to small Yang from the mouth of a word, way: "I don't like her."

"You don't like me either." Su Murong said helplessly.

Between her and him, it is clear that blood is thicker than water, but they have to spend their lives to explain, "whether you understand now or not, I am your mother, which is an indisputable fact. Forget it, you are still young, and you don't understand when I tell you this."

Su Murong thought it was funny that he wanted to reason with a child.

"I'm not a child, I know what you say!"

Xiao Yang suddenly raised his head and yelled loudly. In those big watery eyes, there seemed to be tears rolling.

Su Murong was a little flustered. She quickly reached out to wipe his tears, but Xiao Yang escaped and cried, "don't wipe it. I don't have a mother. I don't need you."

Su Murong's hand was still in the air, his heart was like a knife cut, but he had to smile and said, "whether you need it or not, I'm here. It's an undeniable fact."

"I don't like Miss Yin either, because if they get married, the existence of you and Xiaoyue will be a big problem. But now I can't do anything. Xiaoyang, tell me what I should do." Su Murong is really no way to ask such naive questions.

Xiao Yang didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Su Murong thought he would not have an answer, Xiao Yang suddenly said, "we'd better continue to cooperate."

This time, Su Murong shook his head and said, "even if Miss Yin is not here this time, there will be Miss Wang, Miss Zhang and Miss Li in the future. Is it hard for us to keep on cooperating like this?"

Xiao Yang raised his head, his face showed the confusion that does not belong to his peers, he is weighing.

Su Murong didn't disturb him either. He got up and patted him on the shoulder. He said in a soft voice, "now, you should believe me. I didn't come to Mo's house for your father, otherwise I will be standing beside your father now."

With this sentence, Su Murong got up and was about to leave. Just as he was about to close the door, Xiao Yang said, "if I am destined to have a mother, I would rather this person is you."

Su Murong was pleased, but on the surface, he still had a straight face and asked seriously, "do you really think about it?"

Xiao Yang nodded, with a big choice on his face, and said: "however, the most important thing now is to let dad come back to us. As for us, don't make it difficult for me to call you mom, and I won't make it difficult for you. Do you think this is OK?"

Su Murong was amused by this. She couldn't help asking, "if you don't call me mom, what are you going to call me?"

"Auntie." This time, Xiao Yang's answer is simple!

Su Murong then asked, "what are you going to say about Xiaoyue? She wants to call her mother."

This, let Xiaoyang some embarrassment, he just thought of himself, also, Xiaoyue called mother, his own aunt, it is too strange.

"I can't let Xiaoyue know about it." Xiao Yang stressed.

Su Murong deeply felt it, then nodded, said: "I see, you'd better reluctantly call my mother."

"I don't know!" Xiao Yang pursed her lips tightly, and her tears rolled around again.

"Who just said that since you are destined to have a mother, it's better that this person is me. In that case, you should call me mom. " Su Murong seized Xiaoyang's words and said solemnly.

In the end, Xiao Yang compromised, and had no choice but to call his mother.

In the end, he said in a somewhat unbalanced way: "then you must get your father back as soon as possible, and miss Yin must also leave."

Su Murong nodded, but still left a little room for himself, said: "I can only try to guarantee this thing, but after all, I don't want to have anything to do with your father, I can't sacrifice so much."

"Don't you say you regard us as your daughters and sons? What about sacrifice?"

This time, Xiao Yang also learned to be smart, grabbed Su Murong's words, and then coped with them.

Su Murong was stunned, and then burst out laughing. In Xiao Yang's puzzled eyes, Su Murong couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching the soft face, and said with a smile, "you are really smart. You are so smart. You really look like your father."

Xiaoyang seems not very satisfied with what Su Murong said. He immediately frowned discontentedly, and then said, "it's not like this. Don't move your hands and feet in the future. You are my nominal mother, not my real mother. If you do this again, I will terminate the contract at any time."

At a young age, he talks about the contract all the time.

Su Murong also understood that the little guy was afraid to use himself to drive Yin Nan away. As for the future, it's really hard to say.

Su Murong was very curious about whether Mo Shibei was so clever and cunning when he was a child.

"Since you have been talking about the contract, that's good. Shall we make a contract and go to the notary office for notarization so that you can't break the contract when you get it? I have no place to cry."

Su Murong forced himself to smile and said solemnly.

"No, as long as you don't go too far, I won't break the contract." Xiao Yang said rudely and overbearing.

No way, Su Murong had no choice but to nod her head seriously to show her firm cooperation. She politely stretched out her right hand and said with a smile, "that's... Happy cooperation."

Xiao Yang is still serious and straight. He reaches out a hand and hands it to Su Murong.

In fact, it's not a cooperation. Su Murong knows very well. However, this little guy seems to be calculating himself. In the end, he was subdued by her and didn't know it.

This time, Xiao Yang finally lay quietly on the bed. Before he left, he did not forget to explain: "I will go home with you tonight."

Su Murong thinks about the task Xiao Yang has given him, and his scalp is numb.

Fortunately, this is his own son, if others, Su Murong really feel uneasy. I don't know whether this little guy is like himself or Mo Shibei. He became so smart before he was three years old.