When Mo came in, he saw the little woman on the desk, pulling her hair.

"What's the matter?"

Hearing the voice, the little woman raised her head and said with indignation, "facing Mo in the south, I have no inspiration. What should I do? But I have to go on a business trip next week. I can't draw any pictures. I'm going to have a bad trip!"

The man suddenly laughed. It seems that he is really worried. He is so rude!

Holding the little woman in his lap, the man looked at the copywriter on the desk and said with a smile, "don't worry, think slowly, isn't there another four days?"

The little woman pouted, her face full of reluctance.

…………

On Monday, Xi Muyan went on a business trip.

Jing Qian finally listened to mummy's words and agreed to let Nanlin Mo take care of himself in the three days.

Xi Muyan is selfish in doing so. She wants to improve the relationship between father and son. Don't be so rigid. In the end, she is still a father and son.

Xi Muyan is a plane at 6:00 a.m. in the south, Mo delivers Xi Muyan to the airport, then goes to Muyan's apartment, helps Jing Qian get his schoolbag and school uniform, and by the way, he goes to buy Jing Qian's favorite soup bag.

When I went back, it was nearly seven o'clock. Jingqian had finished washing and was sitting on Chuang playing with his mobile phone.

"Come on, baby, get dressed."

Jing Qian got up, took the school uniform and put it on, and then went to the mirror to comb his hair.

For two people to eat, Nanlin Mo did not do too much.

Soup packets, sandwiches, milk, boiled eggs, and freshly squeezed juice.

"Honey, I'll pick you up at noon."

"Good!" Jing Qian swallows the food in his mouth and nods.

South of Mo Gou lip, the milk handed over, "drink some milk, originally wanted to give you congee to drink this morning, but the time is relatively tight, tomorrow morning daddy will do for you, preserved egg lean meat porridge or job's tears porridge?"

The little guy took over and looked at him very seriously, "preserved eggs and lean meat porridge, put more preserved eggs and lean meat, less rice."

The man hooked his lips again, "OK."

The little guy picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth gracefully. The gentleman said, "thank you."

This is not the first time to send Jing Qian to school, but the first time since Jing Qian knew that he was his father.

Moby was excited every time. He kept looking at the children in the back seat from the rearview mirror all the way.

At the gate of the school, there are already many vehicles to send the children. From the license plate and vehicle logo, we can see that the identity of these children is not simple.

They are all from the upper class. They all know each other and know that Nanlin Mo is the godfather of the young master of the Xi family.

South Mo Yi get off, open the rear door, let Jing Qian get off.

At the sight of the young master who came to see off the Xi family in the south, some people came forward to say hello, and quietly looked at Mo and Jingqian in the south.

South facing Mo, smile and nod one by one.

These people all know the temperament of Mo in the south, but they will not think it is impolite.

Looking at Jing Qian carrying a schoolbag into the school, south of Mo just get on the bus to leave.

After watching Grand Cherokee leave, the crowd began to whisper.

"Mrs. Li, have you found that the young master of the Xi family looks more and more like Nanlin Mo?"

"Yes, I also found out that I went to the child's birthday when he was a child. At that time, the child looked very similar to Mr. Xi. How could he grow up to be so similar to Nanlin Mo?"

On hearing this, another woman in gorgeous clothes came forward, looked around her eyes, and whispered, "I'll tell you. I heard the lady of the Ou family say that this child is actually the child of Mo and Xi Muyan in Nanlin, and he also said that Xi Muyan is a junior!"

"Ah? True or false? "

"Really, really, don't tell anyone else!"

“……”

It was originally agreed to pick Jingqian home for dinner at noon. When he was halfway there, Jing Qian called and said that he would go out to the restaurant with his friends and ask him not to come.

South facing Mo respect the child's will, a bitter smile, and turn back.

But at the same time, I am also happy.

Jing Qian is using the school's public phone to call, indicating that the child recited his mobile phone number down!

It seems that the boy is usually uncomfortable, but actually he still cares about him.

But I didn't expect that the joy didn't last long.

After lunch, the man finished the last paper and closed his eyes for a rest.

At about two o'clock, the mobile phone rings suddenly.

The man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then they joined up.

The teacher of the school called Nanlin Mo with a very anxious tone, "Hello, is that Mr. Nan? I'm Jingqian's head teacher. In the morning, Jingqian's mother called me and said that I'd like to see you directly about the children. "

Nanli Mo's sleepy sense of the moment, suddenly sat up, "Jing Qian how?"

"Jingqian and several classmates are fighting! Now I'm in the medical school... "

Nanlin Mo did not continue to listen, and got up to run outside the office.As soon as Wang Lin got out of the elevator, he met the president in a hurry.

He was stunned and asked, "president!"

South of Mo will be pushed into the elevator, said, "to school, Jing Qian there is an accident."

He rushed to the school clinic.

Before entering the door, I heard the sound coming from inside.

A woman said sharply, "what my child said is wrong. It is, the truth is not allowed to be told, is it? Why beat my child

Nanlin Mo directly pushed the door and entered. The woman, who was still garrulous, closed her mouth in an instant when she saw him, but she was still full of indignation.

South facing Mo look around for a week, finally saw the son in the corner.

The little guy was leaning on the wall alone, with his head down, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his school uniform was dirty.

That lonely small figure, suddenly let the South Lin Mo's heart a pull, raw pain.

A few steps forward, will squat down, big hands hold up the little guy's small head, the heart is a contraction.

Lift up the little guy's face, as expected to see the little guy's face full of tears, big eyes are also angry with tears, the most important thing is that the little guy's face is broken, and his forehead is blue.

"Don't be afraid, baby. Daddy is here."

Jing Qian pursed her small mouth tightly and suddenly did not open her face.

The palm is empty, and the heart is half empty.

"Baby!"

Jing Qian tolerated this moment of emotion, suddenly broke out, patted open the South Lin Mo once again extended the hand, "don't touch me!"

The man was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the opposite several people.

The woman who began to speak, touched the sight of Mo yinsen in the South and stepped back.

The next second, the man's cold voice sounded, "Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Dong?"

The three women on the opposite side dare not look at each other and can only silently pray for their men to come quickly.

On the way to the south, Mo has contacted with the teacher, also know the process of the matter.

On the way back to the classroom after lunch break, Jing Qian and his friends met three children who were returning from home to school. The leading child saw Jing Qian and said, "see, that's Xi Jingqian. My mother said that he is not the young master of Xi's family, his father is nanlinmo, and his mother is Xiaosan!"