"I don't know why." He sneered and answered, looking at her seriously, "Ding Mo Mo, not everything in the world needs a reason. Just like now I want to know something. I hope you don't ask me why... Do you understand? "

I don't understand at all!

Ding Mo Mo shook his head and looked at him blankly. He just felt a trace of inexplicable fear in his heart, but he couldn't guess what he wanted to say?

"Ding Mo Mo, tell me how you've been living these years..." sighed, and Stuart shook his head helplessly.

Sure enough, talking to Ding Mo Mo is not suitable for beating around the Bush!

When he asked, he wanted to know about Ding Mo Mo's life and make a final confirmation: do you want to take the ball? Can you rest assured of leaving the ball with her?

"How did you live?" Ding Mo Mo's face turned white and his eyes were full of nothing to do. His mouth opened and closed for a while before he murmured, "what do you want to know?"

Intuition told her that he wanted to talk to her about children, but why... Ask her first?

"Whatever you want to say." St took the red wine in hand, took an elegant sip, then put it on the table, quietly looked at her and waited for her to tell.

"When did you start talking these years?" She hesitated for a long time before she carefully opened her mouth and asked a question, but she didn't get a response.

She could only lower her head, mumbled in embarrassment and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that night five years ago... I didn't think there would be a ball afterwards..."

He blushed and told the party what happened that year for the first time. Ding Momo was embarrassed and incoherent: "I was also afraid of you looking for me, so I didn't dare to go to the hospital. The hospitals had to register. Later, the child grew up and I couldn't bear to kill..."

As she spoke, her little hands began to tremble, just like when she was pregnant, she was extremely nervous. She lived in fear every day for fear that he would find and kill the child she didn't deserve to be pregnant.

"And then?" Aware of her temptation, Steyr sat over a little and gently patted her back to comfort, "speak slowly, I'm listening."

From the beginning of her pregnancy, he felt that he would learn more complete information.

Looking at his encouraging eyes, Ding Momo took a deep breath, picked up the red wine on the table and got a "stuffy" and swallowed the spicy wine, which gave him the courage to continue.

"Shall we get straight to the point? You're here to ask me for the ball, aren't you? " After drinking wine all his life, Ding Momo immediately asked the questions pressed in his heart through that spicy.

Instead of waiting for him to beat around the Bush and finally give her a fatal impact, it's better to put it in place in one step and be honest from the beginning.

She is Ding Mo Mo, originally a person with one track mind. She doesn't understand when it's complicated. It's better to talk clearly!

"Not yet." Stuart hooked his lips, smiled, quietly picked up the red wine bottle on one side, but just poured a little wine juice into her glass, "this wine has a strong aftereffect, you drink less. The ball is over there. If you don't want to give it, I won't force it. "

After all, the child is relatively close to her. If she is forcibly taken away, it will only cause a huge psychological shadow to the child! He just wanted to give his children a better education and living environment. If he took the children away by force, I'm afraid the gain is not worth the loss.

He is not selfish enough.

"Stingy, where can I get any stamina?" With a faint hum, looking at the wine with the bottom less than one centimeter, Ding Momo boldly grabbed the wine bottle in his hand, boldly added more than half of the glass to himself, and took the courage with wine, "as long as I say no, you will stay away from the ball and never disturb our life again?"

This is the state she wants. Now say it and put it in front of them. It depends on whether he accepts it or not.

She doesn't need any support or money from him. She just wants to live a quiet life with her son.

"Your life..." Stuart murmured, "what's your life like? Is there a life that can't be returned by a Tang Road, or do you make money to support your family every day and ignore the life of cultivating family affection? "

Every time he said a word, Ding Mo Mo's little face turned pale. Every word seemed to be engraved on her heart, leaving a lasting shock in her heart——

What he said is also good. What she can give the ball is only this kind of life.

It's totally different from what he can give.

"Ding Mo Mo, you should know what I mean." He spoke slowly, but he didn't mean to force, "he is my son, and I have the obligation to take good care of him. As for you, if you like, I can give you a sum of money, and you can continue to accompany him... "

He just wanted his son to live better, that's all.

Even if the son always calls him uncle, even if he always only recognizes her as a mommy, so what?

His request is not so high.

"Money?" Ding Mo Mo smiled bitterly, squeezed the wine cup in his hand, his lips trembled, and finally a lot of tears fell down.

Stuart was in a panic and wanted to pull down the cup in her hand and wipe her tears with a napkin, but he found that her strength was amazing and she couldn't help selling. Damn it - the stamina of this red wine was so great that it was so fast!

Is she drunk like this?

She fell asleep when the topic started. Who would he talk to next?

"Ding Mo Mo, you are really troublesome!" He cursed bitterly, clasped her bright wrist with his big palm, and regardless of her pain, dragged her like running to the bathroom - he always had to get some cold water to wake her up before he could continue the topic!

"Stuart, don't pull, I'm clear headed!" Ding Mo Mo held his arms in his hands, sobbed and insisted, but his eyes were not chaotic, still clear and bright.

Stuart was stunned. After all, he stopped. She grabbed him and stood quietly next to her.

"Don't mention money to me, will you?" After a long silence, Ding Momo finally cried out, "the gap between me and you is already so big. Don't put more pressure on me, can't you?"

Tears and runny nose fell down together and rubbed them all on his dark gray suit sleeve. Ding Mo was really drunk. Because of this sentence, her unhappiness was combined in an instant. The helplessness of many years ago and many years later coincided, forcing people to almost collapse

"You had an island at that time. As for me, I had nothing. I didn't even have the ability to leave that island..."

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