Mo chongchen nodded his head. He also believed that Tan Yutong was not the kind of person who would offend others. Such a loving person would only be cheated. How could he offend others.

But on the other hand, Mo chongchen is really aware of something wrong. He remembers that Yang Shichao said before that Tan Yutong was the one who offended him.

Although Yang Shichao said that, in fact, what he aimed at everywhere was mo Chongyan, which made Mo chongchen feel confused. He really couldn't understand what this man meant and what he wanted to do.

After sipping their lips, they were silent at the same time. It seemed that they were both thinking about who offended whom. Or, from the beginning, no one offended anyone at all. It was just an excuse for Yang Shichao?

Mo Chongyan's idea is exactly Mo chongchen's idea, so almost at the same time, they spoke in unison, only half of the time, and at the same time they tacitly closed their mouth, because they all understood each other's time, so there was no need to continue to speak.

Sipping his lips, Mo Chongyan saw that the sun had risen outside. Looking at the time, it was too late, so he hung up with Mo chongchen in a hurry.

Mo chongchen, who has hung up the phone, turns around and walks to the edge of the sofa. He fondly touches Mo Han's cheek. He hasn't seen it for a day. How can he feel that the child has lost a lot of weight?

With a sigh of heartache, Mo chongchen hugs Mo Han.

Feeling moved, Mohan opens his eyes warily and stares at the person in front of him. Although he is wary, the child is just a child. His eyes are still blurred. He doesn't wake up at all.

Seeing the familiar face in front of him, Mo Han murmured "Dad" in a low voice. He held his neck tightly and went on sleeping.

Mo chongchen looked at the small arm on his neck and couldn't help laughing. This child is really

With a slight, inaudible sigh, Mo chongchen quietly took Mo Han upstairs and gently put him on the bed. Then he gently dropped a kiss on his forehead, which was full of heartache.

He used to protect the baby in his arms, but now it is such a thing, how can it not make him sad?

If they hadn't come back then, maybe it wouldn't have happened now.

But after all, things have passed, happened, that is, happened, not a if can wipe out all.

Seeing that Mo Han had fallen asleep, Mo chongchen was ready to get up and leave. However, he was caught by the little guy and was not willing to let go.

Mo chongchen was slightly stunned. He looked down at his seized hand, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his lips.

"That's good. Although you've recognized the wrong person, it's very good to let me down my guard. Boy, I didn't hurt you in vain."

Gently along her hair, Mo chongchen's eyes were full of love and doting for the child.

When Jeff came in, seeing such a picture, he automatically lowered his footsteps, went to Mo chongchen's side, lowered his voice, and said:

"it's clear that it has nothing to do with that person, it's the people at the bottom."