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Fang Zhihe's words caused Bai Mo Chen's heart to throb for some unknown reason.

"About that …" Bai Moyan opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but felt that it was not a question that he should ask. However, he couldn't help but feel curious in his heart … He couldn't help but … He wanted to know that man that no one could understand.

"Director Huo's parents … "When did he die?"

This question surprised Fang Zhihe for a moment. He pursed his lips slightly, pondering something. Naturally, he knew when and how Holt's parents died.

However, he could not tell her the truth.

"When he was nine, his parents died in an accident."

However, it was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

After receiving Fang Zhihe's reply, Bai Mojiao's heart was filled with a pained feeling.

"Yes." Fang Zhihe replied with his strong nasal voice.

Bai Mo Chen lowered his eyes, a trace of sadness could be seen within them.

"Thank you, Boss Fang. Director Fang, please take care."

Fang Zhihe lightly nodded his head, and then elegantly strode away.

It had not occurred to her that his parents had died together when he was so young.

She had been eight years old when her mother had passed away. She had been extremely depressed, but she still had her father. When Holt was nine years old, her parents had died together.

That was why he had lived in this world alone for so many years. That was why he had become such a cold and detached person.

Thinking of this, Bai Moyan could not help but feel a pang in his heart.

When he was about to get off work, Bai Mojiao received a call from Luo Xiaoye.

That Luo Xiaoye said apologetically: "Xiaoyan, I have some matters to attend to today and will probably be back very late, so I won't be able to make you dinner."

"Don't worry, I'll just buy something to eat. Be careful when you come back tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Mo Lian looked at the time on his phone. There were only five minutes left until it was time to get off work. He packed his bag and the table, got up and walked towards the elevator when it was time to get off work.

After Bai Mo Lian left the company, if he went back to buy vegetables and cook too late, he would naturally be reluctant to go to the restaurant by himself, so he went to a McDonald's near the company and ordered a hamburger and a Coke.

It was the peak hour when he drove home from work. This was also the inner ring of A City, so naturally, it was very congested. Holt's car was parked by the side of the road.

He casually glanced outside the window, but because he saw a figure, his gaze froze there.

He saw that about ten meters away, Bai Mo Yan's figure had appeared. From where Holt was standing, he could only see Bai Moyan's side.

She sat alone in the window seat, eating her hamburger. The warm light of the fast-food restaurant enveloped her, making her look so warm and soft.

However, in the bustling fast food restaurant, the silhouette of a person seemed somewhat lonely and lonely.

Hall glanced sideways at the black leather chair, the conspicuous pink gift box.

He did not know why he brought it back with him. He just inexplicably wanted to bring it with him. At least, it would be within today.

Ever since he was nine years old, the first birthday present he received was given to him by his enemy's daughter. Was this not an ironic joke?

At this moment, a young mother walked over with a four or five-year-old boy in her arms. She seemed to be asking if it was possible for the boy to be at the same table as her.

The little boy seemed to like Bai Moyan's appearance very much. Instead of sitting with his mother, he sat beside Bai Moyan.

"Elder sister, you're so beautiful. You're the prettiest I've ever seen. Are you an angel?" The young boy opened his mouth and spoke in his childish voice. With a sincere expression, Bai Mo Xiao could not help but laugh.

Bai Mo Chen caressed the little boy's head and jokingly said, "That's right, I am an angel."

After being touched by Bai Mo, the boy's eyes instantly lit up, "Wa, mom, I was touched by sister angel. In the future, will I become super smart?"

The little boy asked his mother excitedly.

Seeing the cute look on the little boy's face, a smile appeared on Bai Moyan's face. If only he could have such a cute child in the future … …

However, he suddenly thought of something and his heart throbbed in pain. His eyes lowered and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

She suddenly remembered … Two days before their wedding, Yan Haotian had told him a few things.

He said that when they were married, he hoped that they would have a child immediately, preferably a child and a woman, a boy like him, handsome and intelligent, a girl like her, intelligent and beautiful.

It was a pity … All of this was already impossible.

Holt's eyes, which had been fixated on Bai Mo Lian, naturally noticed the change in her expression, and his became gloomy.

Of course he knew why Bai Mo Yan was suddenly so sad.

Other than Yan Haotian, would there be anyone else that would make her reveal such an expression?

When he thought of how Bai Moyan was still unable to forget Yan Haotian, he felt an inexplicable sense of irritation and unhappiness.

After all, if there was still Yan Haotian in Bai Moyan's heart, how would he break into her heart and make her fall in love with him so that he would ruthlessly abandon her in the end?

Holsham picked up the phone, pressed a number with his slender fingers, and dialed it.

Bai Mojiao, who was in a daze, heard his phone ring. However, before he could recover, the little boy beside him lightly pushed Bai Mojiao and reminded him, "Sister Angel, your phone is ringing."

Bai Mo Chen came back to his senses and thanked the little boy with a smile. He took out his phone from his bag and saw the two words "Director Huo" on the caller ID. His heart skipped a beat and he picked up the phone.

"Is there something wrong with Hawthorne?"

"What are you doing now?"

"I …" Bai Mo pursed his lips and thought for a moment, but still couldn't speak the truth. "I'm home. I'm currently having a meal with a friend."

"Oh, is that so …"

Holt's deep voice came from the other end, with an intriguing quality to it.