Li Qin wiped at the corners of her eyes as she spoke and tears streamed down her cheeks as though she had been through great suffering.

She was both livid and upset at the thought of not being able to see her grandson.

She had already tried her best to reign in her temper but she didn't think that He Xiyan would be so stubborn.

Mo Yixuan's heart ached as he watched his mother cry and pulled out a piece of tissue to wipe his mother's tears. Then, he poured his mother a cup of warm water.

His mother's health was not that great, so he was very worried.

"Alright, mum. Head outside first and I'll carry on the discussion with He Xiyan privately. She'll understand our position," Mo Yixuan said as he tried to help his mother up to leave the room first.

Li Qin refused to leave the room and bent over at the table as though she had been bullied. She kept shedding bitter tears and looked like she was on the verge of an emotional collapse.

Mo Yixuan sighed heavily and his eyes were slightly teary. His voice also turned hoarse. This was the first time he had seen his mother cry this hard after this father passed away.

"Yan Yan…." He said as he looked at her pleadingly. "Why don't you send Yuan Yuan over and let my mother look after him for a few days? I'll send him back to the castle after that. As you know, my mother's health isn't good and had fallen ill just 6 months ago."

He Xiyan felt as though needles were pricking at her back and she turned away. Her heart clenched in pain as though it was bleeding. Mo Yixuan had always turned a blind eye even when he saw his mother scolding her or mocking her at the Mo household because of his mother's ill health. He would always tell her to give in to Li Qin to be more understanding of her condition.

This habit had not changed even to this day – the moment Li Qin cried or kicked up a fuss, she had to give in to his mother. Why should she do that? And who would be able to try to be more considerate of her feelings?

She felt as though her heart had gone completely cold at the thought of that. Li Qin and Mo Yixuan had never truly tried to look at the situation from her point of view, and they were still acting in the same way right now.

She took a deep breath and soon, her nose became a little blocked while tears brimmed in her eyes before she knew it.

"I won't send Yuan Yuan over," she said softly as she balled her hands into fists tightly. She knew that once she sent Yuan Yuan over to the Mo family, they would never return the child to her.

"Yan Yan…" Mo Yixuan wanted to persuade her further but Li Qin suddenly looked up, her eyes completely red as though a fire raged within them.

"He Xiyan, don't go too far. Don't think that we will fear you just because you have Ye Hao on your side," she said, then she flung a bowl toward her.

He Xiyan quickly took a few steps backward and barely dodged the bowl.

She didn't understand how Li Qin could say such words. They were the ones who wanted to snatch her baby away but they were acting as though she was bullying them.

She looked out of the window speechlessly and sighed heavily.

After a while, she finally managed to rein in her temper.

"Stop arguing," she said she walked toward the table and took a seat. She was feeling very annoyed at how this discussion was going.

Mo Yixuan helped his mother to her seat and looked at He Xiyan, his gaze still hopeful.

However, his hope was soon dashed.

"How about this," He Xiyan said as she wiped the tears from her eyes with a piece of tissue, "I will consider allowing Yuan Yuan to change his last name to Mo and to acknowledge you both as his relatives. I'll also allow you to see the child once a month but Yuan Yuan has to be raised by me together with his sister at the castle."