The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

The two children, under two years old, besides eating, simply played every day. Of course, as time passed by, they would also grow up and become sensible one day.

When Wu Xiaomin saw that the two children had wet their clothes, she hurriedly called the babysitter. They each held one, taking the two troublemakers back to the house and changing their clothes again.

But in less than a minute, the two little boys ran out again, even running to the gate. They stood by the iron gate and looked at the road in the distance. They seemed to understand something. In the evening, when the sun set, they would run to the gate, because they knew that at this time, dad would come back.

Sure enough, in less than two minutes, a black limousine came from a distance.

Seeing the familiar car, the two children waved their hands and kept calling dad.

Mo Yixuan parked his car at the gate and got down. His tall figure soon covered the small body of two little boys.

He just got off work. As usual, in a delicate suit, which was trim and ironed, he appeared very handsome. At the age of 29, he looked more like a mature man. Since Yuanyuan returned to Mo family, he looked more gentle rather than cold and freezing as he used to be a year ago .

“Dad…” Upon seeing dad getting down from the car, Yuanyuan ran over immediately, hugging dad’s leg and raising his small head while blinking his eyes.

Yeye also ran along, but he just pulled his dad’s trousers and called dad in a very low voice, far lower than that in which he just shouted upon seeing the car.

He bit his lips and did not laugh as happily as Yuanyuan did, seemingly afraid of something. Soon after, he let go of his little hands and stood aside, his head bowed. No one knew what he was thinking.

Mo Yixuan reached out his hand and stroked Yuanyuan’s small head. His eyes were filled with the joy of being a father. Holding Yuanyuan’s hand, he asked, “Have you had meals yet, Yuanyuan…”

Yuanyuan looked at dad, nodding hard, but immediately he shook his head. No, he didn’t eat anything, simply drinking a little milk.

“Dad, hungry…” Yuanyuan patted his belly and told his dad that he wanted to eat.

Seeing the lovely appearance of the child, Mo Yixuan burst into a happy smile, leading Yuanyuan in.

But Yuanyuan stopped after a few steps. As if thinking of something, he looked back at his little partner Mo Ye.

Yeye was still standing at the iron gate at this time. As if had not noticed that his father and Yuanyuan had gone several meters away, he just lowered his head and pulled a button on his clothes hard. No one knew what he was going to do.

“Yeye…” Seeing Yeye not moving, Yuanyuan waved his small hands, shouting loudly.

Only then did Mo Yixuan notice the child ignored by him. He turned around and his eyebrows were suddenly pressed tightly.

He looked at the little child, feeling his heart aching suddenly as if bitten by something.

“Yeye, come here quickly.” He shouted at the seemingly distracted child.

Yeye raised his head at this time, looking at his father and Yuanyuan, and then walking over slowly.

Mo Yixuan reached out his other hand and took the child as well. Although not his biological one, the child had been calling him dad since he learned to speak.