Mu Beihan's gaze fell elsewhere, as if deliberately not looking at them.
Very quickly, Yan Luoluo retracted her gaze, and looked at Yan Qingfan seriously, saying: "Fanfan, let's return to our previous lives alright? There's no one else other than us."
Although she did not explain herself, the clever Xiao Qingfan could guess the hidden meaning behind her words.
Mommy's going to take him away from this house!
"Not good, Mommy. I like it here. I like Daddy. I like Grandma and Grandpa. Can you not go?"
When Yan Qingfan said this, he struggled free from Yan Luoluo's hands, and his eyes shone with determination and pleading.
He didn't want to go back to the love that he had without a father or grandmother. He only wanted Yan Luoluo to live a colorful life now.
Yan Luoluo actually understood what he was thinking. She patted Yan Qingfan's shoulders and said: "Fanfan, think carefully, Mommy will go up and pack her things first, and when she comes down, she will ask you. If you are willing to leave with Mommy, Mommy will bring you away.
The reason why she said such words was because she was very sure that Yan Qingfan couldn't leave his. Hence, no matter how reluctant he was, he chose to do it in the end.
Although she knew that this would make Yan Qingfan feel sad, it would at least make him feel sad for a short period of time.
The sooner one could break away from the Mu Family, the less chance they would be injured in the future.
With that, Yan Luoluo went upstairs to pack up, leaving Yan Qingfan standing there alone.
Although she was angry in her heart, she could not bear to let it out. After all, Yan Luoluo had just experienced the pain of a miscarriage, so he had to give her some time to recuperate.
He stood up, walked to the front of Yan Qingfan and knelt down to look at him.
Yan Qingfan looked back into his eyes. A pair of black and white eyes that were brimming with vitality, looked at him helplessly.
"Daddy, does Mommy not want this house anymore?"
Mu Beihan rubbed his head and said: "No, she's just a little tired. Let her go out and relax, I'll bring her back very soon."
Yan Qingfan did not understand. "Why can't Mommy stay at home to relax, why must she go outside?"
Fanfan, you don't have to be afraid of these things, you just need to stay at home peacefully. I will settle the matters regarding Mommy.
Yan Qingfan was initially very flustered and helpless, but Mu Beihan's few words seemed to carry a huge power and easily comforted his heart.
He nodded lightly and sat beside Mu Beihan, waiting for Yan Luoluo to go downstairs.
About ten minutes later, Yan Luoluo strenuously carried a twenty-eight inch suitcase down the stairs.
Seeing that, without thinking too much, Mu Beihan subconsciously went upstairs to take the luggage from her hands and helped her directly to the first floor.
The man's movements were too fast, and by the time Yan Luoluo managed to react, her hands were already empty.
Somehow, she felt sad looking at Mu Beihan carrying the box for her.
Such a good Mu Beihan, yet they were destined not to be together after all.
Yan Luoluo sniffed, she quickly composed herself and walked to the first floor, then asked Yan Qingfan: "Fanfan, have you considered it?"