When Mo Xiujin arrived, there was only eukins in the room. Yan alone.
He pushed open the half closed door, glanced across the room and landed on the straight back facing him on the sofa. He was a little strange in his heart.
Usually, even if you call him, there will be Jie or other people in the room. It seems rare to see him alone
What can it be for?
He quickly recalled his actions in recent days, and finally found nothing wrong.
"Sit down."
He was thinking, when suddenly a hoarse, cold voice came.
The figure on the sofa moved, didn't turn his head, just waved to him and pointed to the chair in front of him.
"Oh." Mo Xiujin sat on the chair and didn't bother to think about it at all. Looking at the person opposite, he asked directly, "what can I do for you?"
When he sat down, he saw eukins. Yan is not sitting in a daze on the sofa. He is playing with a picture between his fingers.
Eukins. Yan was silent for a moment. He didn't say anything in a hurry. After a while, he put the photo on the table and pushed it in the direction of Mo Xiujin: "this is my daughter."
Daughter?
Mo Xiujin was stunned. This is really "shocking" news.
If he had not known about Qiao Anning's existence from Jian Yi in advance, it would be hard for him to believe eukins. People like Yan have their own children.
He reached for the picture, glanced over the familiar faces in the picture, and finally landed on the little man in the center.
She nestled in her swaddling clothes, her round eyes narrowed into a line, and her mouth was open to spit bubbles. She was festive and lovely.
"Is this... Qiao Yasheng's?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at eukins. Yan.
That's what I asked.
Eukins. Yan immediately narrowed his eyes slightly: "are you looking for a fight?"
Mo Xiujin smiled and shrugged, but he was not afraid at all.
"If you don't make it clear, how can I know? You have so many women anyway. Of course I have to ask."
Moreover, in his state of "knowing nothing", he should naturally ask two more questions when hearing this news.
"Hum." Eukins. Yan Leng snorted, glanced at him lightly, raised his chin slightly and said, "do you think anyone is qualified to give birth to my child?"
That
Mo Xiujin's eyes suddenly turned slightly. It seems that Qiaoya still has a position in the devil's heart.
He didn't say a word, eukins. Yan suddenly stopped, saying this to a little fart child, as if he always felt a little strange.
There was a strange silence in the house.
A moment later, eukins. Yan "tut" gave a sound, and his face gradually raised a trace of impatience: "I came to you today to hear your opinion. What do you think I should do here?"
"Ready?"
Mo Xiujin didn't understand, "what are you going to do?"
"Preparation for raising children." Eukins. Yan glared at him, "when the two-year period comes, I will pick up my daughter. Go back and make a list of what to prepare for raising a child, and give it to me tomorrow."
His tone didn't seem to be preparing to raise his own daughter. Instead, he was asking Mo Xiujin, "you should know what you need to raise a pet dog. Tell me."
Such a father... Joe's peace came into his hands, and Mo Xiujin didn't even dare to think about the consequences.
He smiled reluctantly, slapped the picture in his hand and said, "you asked the wrong person? How can I know how to raise a child? If I say, I think the best care for a baby should be to follow her mother..."
Eukins. Yan frowned. He seemed to have lost his patience to talk to him, but he still kept his temper: "you know what to write with so many peers every day."
Then he suddenly glanced at Mo Xiujin and sneered: "you don't think that if you interrupt me here, I won't get her back, Mo Xiujin, don't make me think you were so stupid."
Mo Xiujin's eyes darkened for a moment. Of course he didn't think so. Without him, he could ask Zhao Xu. Without Zhao Xu, he could go out and ask others.
He frowned and said nothing else. He put the picture on the table, pointed to the little swaddle in the center and said, "but she's still so small. Are you sure you want to take her away from her mother? Don't you think it's too cruel for Joey?"
Not only for Joey, but also for Joey.
As soon as his voice fell, the air in the room suddenly stood still for a moment.
"Cruel?"
Eukins. Yan's lips slowly hooked up, showing a cold and violent smile and staring at Mo Xiujin, "it seems that your hypocritical kindness has not been trained..."
Mo Xiujin was stiff and his face turned white for a time.
He seemed to have a hunch of what he was going to say next.
Sure enough, eukins. Yan's tone was almost frozen, and Leng hum said, "I'll remember to ask Jie to give you extra lessons later."
The so-called extra class is to force him to see with his own eyes and even experience those cruel life and death parting with his own hands.
He just wants to grind and wipe out the hypocrisy on Mo Xiujin, which was educated by Jian Haixi.
He wants to inspire the evil in his bones and make him a ruthless and evil man.
Eukins. Yan looked at Mo Xiujin's increasingly white face with satisfaction and smiled in a low voice: "Mo Xiujin, don't forget what kind of person you want to be in the end. If you can't do what I do, you're just a failure. Naturally, I'll find the next person to replace you."
After a pause, the smile in his tone became heavier: "you might as well guess... Who am I looking for this time?"
His voice was not high, but Mo Xiujin felt cold from his bones.
"Hum, think about it. Don't do anything you regret."
Finally, eukins. Yan only left this sentence.
Mo Xiujin's breath stagnated and his eyelids hung down.
He knows that if he doesn't do it, if he can't wash away his kindness, and then show any kindness and softness he shouldn't have, let alone live, I'm afraid... He will be first by eukins at that time. Yan's eyes are his little friends.
He has stepped into this place. There is no reason for his little partner to live like this. What's the significance of his choice and compromise?
His eyes skimmed over the picture. The baby in his swaddling clothes was looking at him with a smile, and the smiling woman beside him also had gentle eyes.
Aunt ya... Sorry, I can't do anything for you
Mo Xiujin's heart was full of sadness, and he was in eukins. Where Yan couldn't see, his fists were clenched tightly.
After a while, he said calmly, "I see. I'll give you the list tomorrow."