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Then again, he was still three years old after all. He still had a childish mind and had become mischievous. Fortunately, there was one thing he was afraid of. If not, he would have been completely lawless in his home.

Often, even the servants had a headache, but there was nothing they could do about it.

In the words of this little guy, it has nothing to do with me.

Mo Eversnow looked at the not-so-perfect handwriting in the textbook. It was rare for a three year old child to be able to do something like this.

"Dammit, guess who I saw today?"

"Who?" Mo Eversnow was still reading his textbook and did not raise his head.

"I saw my mother!"

"Pa …" The class schedule in Mo Eversnow's hands fell to the ground.

"Dammit, what happened to you?" You don't believe me either? I really saw her. She looked exactly like the photo in my drawer. "She's me."

The little guy was afraid that Mo Ye Han wouldn't believe him, so he walked to his side, "But Mama has an ugly uncle who is very, very annoying by her side. I don't like him …" "Damn, I'm worried that he must have harbored malicious intentions towards Mama …"

"Where did you go today?" Mo Ye Han suddenly changed the subject, his brows covered in ice.

"I …" The little guy was startled and thought in his heart: Crap, I've been exposed!

"Did you carry your family out today? "Where did you go!?" Mo Ye said angrily.

"I... "I …" The little fellow was shocked.

"Aunt Fu." Mo Ye called out.

After a while, Aunt Fu walked in from outside. "Second Young Master, you were looking for me!"

"Aunt Fu, where did you take little young master today?" Mo Ye Han questioned coldly.

Mo Eversnow's tone was cold, with a trace of questioning in it. As the close nanny of the young master, Aunt Fu's face suddenly changed.

The young master saw that Aunt Fu was extremely scared, and that she was about to be unable to bear the pressure. The little guy stuck out his chest and said, "Damn it, this has nothing to do with Aunt Fu, it's …" I asked her to take me out. "

Aunt Fu's heart skipped a beat as she looked gratefully at the young master.

"Where did you go?" Mo Ye coldly questioned.

"I asked Aunt Fu to take me to the busy city to buy the osmanthus cake!" He frowned as he saw anger rise in his father's face. He made a pitiful face and said: "I have heard that my father liked to eat osmanthus cake. I want to taste what it tastes like." Mama likes to eat, and his son wants to have a taste. "

If it wasn't for the fact that it happened right in front of their eyes, no one would believe that a three year old child would have this kind of responsibility. At the same time, a three year old child took his longing for Mama to heart and didn't show it. If Mo Yelei hadn't said it out loud, Mo Eversnow would have thought that he was a child and missed his mother!

Until today, when he looked at his youngest son's eyes that were filled with tears and his originally youthful face that was filled with determination, these were all armor worn by a three year old child.

Originally, a child at his age should have snuggled up to his mother's side, enjoying her gentle and great care. However, not long after he was born, his birth mother was forced away by Mo Ye Han. His mother, with wounds and grievances all over her body, had no choice but to leave G City.

Wasn't this all caused by his selfish father?

The expression on Mo Eversnow's face, from his initial anger, to his tender affection, and finally, to his guilt! Before he left the room, he said: "Aunt Fu, take care of young master."

"Yes, yes …" "Second Young Master." Aunt Fu also didn't expect that she could actually escape calamity today. He hurriedly nodded his head.

Gu Qingcheng, who was driving back to the hotel, suddenly sneezed. Following which, he fought several more rounds in a row.

Long Qian turned her head and asked, "What happened?"

Gu Qingcheng shook his head and said: "I'm not sure. Maybe someone is speaking ill of me behind my back." As he said this, the image of the little boy from before appeared in his mind, with a slight smile on his lips.

Long Qian Qian also smiled and turned her body to the side. "Are you still thinking about that little boy?"

"Hur hur, that's not a problem." Gu Qingcheng said. Why would he care so much about a child?

Long Qian turned her head and said with a doting smile, "Little boy is indeed very cute. He looks very strong and strong. Moreover …" Judging from his age, he should at most be three or four years old.

Gu Qingcheng nodded, "Not bad, he's quite a clever little fellow."

Suddenly, Long Qian recalled that his son, Lei Lei, was now the same age as this little rascal. Is he like this little boy, smart, smart, lively, cute...

She sat up straight and looked out the window at the passing scenery, sinking into melancholy.

Mo Ye Han came to the study room, frowning deeply. In his distracted mind, he always thought of his son's tenacious and patient expression. He felt that he owed his son a lot, and even more so, he felt sorry for Long Qian who was forced to leave.

His phone rang. It was Chen Yi.

The series of photos he sent her were all the same scene as when Long Qian Qian was in the busy city tonight. The man that appeared beside her was none other than Gu Qing Cheng.

The last few photos were of his son holding Long Qian's hand with a face full of reluctance.

It was obvious that the little guy really did recognize his Mama. Within the bustling city, a three-year-old child could be seen moving through the crowd. He wasn't even able to see Long Qian's face, and just by looking at a single photo, he was able to recognize that person. It was evident that his son had already engraved the image of Mama in his heart.

The boy in the photo had an extremely complicated expression on his face. There was both anticipation and fear. There was both surprise and reluctance. The attachment of a child to his mother appeared on his face.

Mo Eversnow was also looking at the woman in the photo in a daze.

She was still so beautiful and kind. He seemed thinner than before. How could this be? Could it be that the man beside her was treating her badly?

Deep in the night, Mo Yeyhan came to the little guy's room and sat on the bed. He reached out his hand to caress the top of his son's hair.

A three year old child. At this time, he was probably still cuddling in his mother's warm embrace while acting like a spoiled child. However, his son had begun his independent life long ago and had gone to sleep on his own.

After a long while, he suddenly stopped and said faintly, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the little fellow turned its body and opened its eyes, revealing an embarrassed smile.