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othing she could do; Chen Xueru had made up her mind and no one could dissuade her.Tang Shuwen suddenly grabbed Chen Xueru's hand and forcefully pulled her upstairs. His expression was fierce. Wen Lan...The Substitute Ex-Wife of the CEO Vol. 2 Heart by Heart 872

Wu Shuang secretly asked Mo Xiaobai, "You really don't know Avril Think carefully; it's possible that you just momentarily forgot. That child clearly comes from our family line and must have a connection to you."

Mò Yáo's expression darkened even more, while Mo Xiaobai appeared very innocent. As he observed Mò Yáo's increasingly displeased countenance, his heart began to feel uneasy as well. He couldn't help but wonder if it was possible that he really didn't know Avril. During a certain period of time, he had indeed been quite playful and met many people, so he didn't remember everyone clearly. Moreover, it was such a long time ago—how could anyone possibly recall every detail accurately Besides, one must enjoy life in their youth; who hasn't experienced such times

Could an unexpected event have occurred after all Although he had been playful back then, his precautions were thorough—he should not have left behind any "pearl of the sea." Mo Xiaobai felt a bit conflicted...

Mò Chen was laughing uncontrollably to one side, typical schadenfreude. Regardless of the circumstances, having a child is still good news. Moreover, for Mò Yáo and Mo Xiaobai, a child isn't an issue between them, so Mò Chen felt even more gleeful and insisted on bringing the little one back to see things.

Qia Qia looked at him slowly saying, "Don’t laugh; be careful not to experience joy turning into sorrow."

The phrase 'joy turning into sorrow' often comes true; ancient people said so, and it's best to keep a low profile as a person.

Wu Shuang nodded. The child could potentially belong to all three of them, though Mo Xiaobai had the highest probability. Mò Chen said, "Not just higher probability—myself and Big Brother can't have any connection with women, right So it must be Xiao Bai's"

Mò Yáo's expression darkened; Mo Xiaobai knew that this was the most probable scenario. It's usually quite tragic when someone gets into trouble while playing around, but seeing Mò Yáo’s look, he shamelessly dragged in Mò Yue and Mò Jue: "How can you blame me Why is it only possible for me to be involved—aren't our elders not counted"

Dead silence!

Mou Chen's laughter suddenly stopped, and Wu Shuang was also stunned as she looked at Mou Xiaobai. Kara covered her forehead; oh my god, you really have the courage to shout that loud, especially with their two fathers standing by the staircase.

Evidently, Mou Xiaobai felt something amiss too. He weakly turned around and saw his two fathers indeed standing at the staircase entrance—one of them had a half-smiling, half-sneering expression while the other was emotionless. Mou Xiaobai’s back shivered; oh no.

Mou Ye said, "What are you shouting about So loud"

“Nothing, nothing.” Mou Xiaobai hurriedly pleaded for mercy and hid beside Mou Yao with a look seeking protection. Mou Yao narrowed his eyes and gave a cold snort; Moque came over emotionlessly and kicked him. Mou Yao did not help either, so indeed Mou Xiaobai fled by himself.

Waaaah, they are too violent...

Wu Shuang said, "If it truly is Mou Xiaobai’s child now, are we saying that we want the child but don’t want his mother Isn’t that a bit excessive"

Kara chimed in, "Then does your wife want you to embrace Xiaobai on both sides"

Mou Xiaobai hung his head sadly. Big sister, big brother-in-law, please spare my tongue; just by looking at the expression of their eldest, they’re really too vicious.

Waaaaaaaaaah...

That evening, Ye Wei and Shiyi waited for the Little Ancestor at the hotel lobby entrance. By nine o'clock, when the Little Ancestor still hadn't come down, they usually went out together, so Mo Jue and Mo Ye called them up but were given some excuses to get them off.

The people stayed waiting at the hotel.

After waiting for a long time without seeing the Little Ancestor come down, Shiyi said, "I think this child just saw a psychologist today and is in a bad mood. Will he come down"

"He definitely will." Ye Wei was certain of it. "Could I not handle him He's just a little brat; though he hides his thoughts well, I can still figure out some things about him. How could he completely hide everything from me."

Shiyi raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "This is truly our family’s Golden Grandson. I quite like this child."

"If you like him, just take him back," Ye Wei said nonchalantly, as if Shiyi was saying that the tomatoes in the market were good and reasonably priced and should be bought—just naturally.

Shiyi felt a bit embarrassed.

The two waited and waited; before long it turned to ten o'clock. No sign of the Little Ancestor appeared from the elevator, so Ye Wei and Shiyi started thinking that this kid really was affected by the psychologist and wouldn't be coming down today.

Just as they were about to go back, the elevator door chimed open and SenSen came out. He wore a checkered shirt with jeans, over which he had put on a military green coat, his feet shod in mid-calf boots. One hand was tucked into his jean pocket; his expression was cool and aloof, as if he were sauntering out very slowly. This prince-like appearance could only be described as extremely fashionable—quite the modern-day prince. He had probably pretended to sleep until everyone else left before coming down himself, because it appeared that he had dressed himself up. From the way he was dressed, his mother should have been a very trendy young woman who taught him well; by five or six years old, he could already dress properly—add a little pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he would truly be a fashion-forward young man.

Ye Wei whistled, "Wow, Little Prince..."

She no longer had to envy the noble prince-like demeanor of the Rong Yan family. Their child was also a prince-like figure and an exceptionally outstanding one at that. Ye Wei was envious, and she decided that she would definitely want this child.

The Eleven felt happy too. Their child was indeed different from others. She couldn't help but recall how Mo Yao, Mo Chen, and Mo Xiaobai were around this age—seemingly not as well-behaved...

When they were five or six years old, they had still been rather unkempt.

The Eleven felt that they should reflect on their parenting. Children of the same age with similar genes could be so different—one being polite and well-mannered while the others weren't...

"Hey, Little Master, you finally came down. We've been waiting for three hours," Ye Wei said. Sen Sen hummed in response. Ye Wei thought that if his voice quality was fine, then there must be hope to salvage his tone.

The Eleven thought, after making us wait this long, all you can say is "Hn" Don't act so cool.

Usually, people who made them wait this long were already meeting the King of Hell. Only when they had someone cornered would they have the patience to wait like this; otherwise, waiting for even ten minutes was too much for them.

So, Little One, you really are special indeed.

Ye Wei lifted him up in one go. Sen Sen hadn't expected her to be so rough and was startled. Ye Wei laughed heartily, "I finally saw a second expression on your face. Not bad not bad. Eleven, take over..."oulders....Tang Shuwen held Chen Xueru's hand, her constitution being cold by nature, but now it was scorching hot... He frowned, and Chen Xueru brushed over the wrinkles between his eyebrows with a s...