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"Dad, Mom."

"I'm back." Mo’s Mother put down the magazine, stood up and said to his aunt: "You can prepare Stir-Fried Vegetables."

After he finished speaking, the Mo’s Mother smiled at Gong Wan’er and said, "You have just been discharged from the hospital. I had aunty make a soup for you.

"Thank you, Mom." Gong Wan’er smiled sweetly, and intimately rubbed the Mo’s Mother's arm.

Although Mo’s Mother was a mother-in-law, she had been extremely good to Gong Wan’er, and, who had never had a mother since he was young, was extremely happy.

papa Mo and Mo Zhaoyun went to the study room to discuss business at the company. Mo’s Mother and Gong Wan’er sat on the sofa and chatted, waiting for the meal to start.

"Child, you've been through a lot and have suffered a lot. Now that you're weak, it's best to make up for it. You can only get pregnant when your body is well!" Mo’s Mother thought about her grandson for a long time. Seeing that he was about to embrace her and had also become a bubble, how could she not be sad?

It was just that Mo’s Mother had never been an evil mother-in-law, so even though she kept on saying that she wanted to carry her grandson, Gong Wan’er did not feel disgusted, but instead felt very happy.

"Mom, don't worry. I will take care of my body and try my best to get you to pick up your grandson as soon as possible." Even though Gong Wan’er was a little embarrassed, he still promised her in a small voice.

"Good boy!" Mo’s Mother had always liked Gong Wan’er, especially after his son had gotten together with Gong Wan’er. His smile grew wider, and he had even forgotten all about it in the past.

"Your dad and I aren't young anymore, and we can still move around now and play with our little grandson for a few days, so you guys have to work harder. You and Zhaoyun are so good-looking, so your future children will definitely be!" Mo’s Mother's friends had all become grandma, showing off their grandson all day long, causing the Mo’s Mother to be extremely envious.

"You're still young, and your physique and bones are very good. Let alone a grandson, you might even be able to carry a great-grandson!" Gong Wan’er's small mouth seemed to have been smeared with honey, as she happily smiled at Mo’s Mother after a few words.

The aunty's speed was extremely fast, and not long later, she brought out the fried dishes. The family of four happily ate dinner, because Mo Zhaoyun still had work to do, the two of them sat for a while, and then planned to go home.

"Let's go back, take a good rest during this period of time. We'll go to the hospital to check on your body after some time." The Mo’s Mother continued to instruct him.

"En, Mom, we understand. When the time comes, I will bring Little Night with me. I'm even more anxious than you are, so you don't need to worry." Mo Zhaoyun really wanted a sweet little princess.

"It's good that you know this!" Mo’s Mother rolled his eyes at his son in annoyance.

After bidding farewell to Mo’s Mother, the couple drove home.

While waiting for the elevator, Mo Zhaoyun suddenly said softly: "Mom, you just have to listen to it, don't burden yourself with it."

"Huh?" Gong Wan’er was startled for a moment, then reacted and laughed: "No, Mom just wants to carry our grandson as soon as possible. There's no problem with our bodies, it's definitely going to be easy for us to get pregnant again, it's not like we can't have babies!"

"I'm afraid you're in too much of a hurry." Mo Zhaoyun said in all seriousness: "Some people don't have any problems with their bodies, but they can't get pregnant no matter what. It's precisely because their emotions are too tense, and because of this that they have always been oppressing."

"I'm not nervous. Mom is such a benevolent person, but she has never showed me her looks before." Gong Wan’er proudly raised his chin, and flaunted it at Mo Zhaoyun.

Mo Zhaoyun's tempting little appearance made Mo Zhaoyun's heart itch, he really wanted to hug his and make love to his.

But before Mo Zhaoyun could take action, he heard a female voice sound out from behind him, "Mo Zhaoyun, Mrs. Mo."

Roughly because they had seen each other more than a few times over the past few days, Gong Wan’er had surprisingly become familiar with Chu Ning's voice, even without turning her head, she could still hear her voice.

"Miss Chu." Gong Wan’er turned his head and smiled faintly.

Mo Zhaoyun only nodded with a cold expression, he did not speak and only hugged Gong Wan’er's waist.

"Your relationship is really good." Chu Ning's voice was somewhat envious.

Gong Wan’er didn't know how to reply, he could only laugh, and his eyes flashed. Seeing the medicine bag in Chu Ning's hands, he casually asked: "Is Miss Chu sick?"

"It wasn't me, it was my son. He was very mischievous, playing around with little kids at school and injuring himself. I bought some medicine for him to treat his wounds." When his son was mentioned, Chu Ning's expression was extremely gentle, as though the radiance of a mother's love was about to spill out.

Gong Wan’er thought about that seemingly very well-behaved boy, and also smiled: "A boy is bound to be a little mischievous."

"Ding." The elevator door opened.

Mo Zhaoyun carried Gong Wan’er and entered the elevator. Chu Ning followed behind the two of them, her gaze swept across Mo Zhaoyun and smiled lightly: "That's right, just that he's too mischievous, not easy to discipline. He's different from his father, his father is a very stable person."

Gong Wan’er was confused, he did not know why he suddenly mentioned the child's father, but he still went along with Chu Ning's words: "The child is still young, but when he grows up, he will become calm and steady."

Although Gong Wan’er had never had a child, Gong Jianuo, a half-grown youth, had grown up right under her nose. When he was seven or eight years old, he was also very noisy, and received quite a lot of beatings.

The elevator slowly rose. Chu Ning looked at the floors and smiled deeply, "We are destined to meet. I'll stay here."

"Yeah." Gong Wan’er was a bit speechless, he felt that the topic of conversation was jumping up and down too quickly.

Mo Zhaoyun looked forward expressionlessly from start to finish, as if Chu Ning didn't exist. She listened to her wife and Chu Ning chatting idly until the elevator opened once again.

"We're here." Gong Wan’er said politely, then walked out of the elevator with Mo Zhaoyun.

Chu Ning laughed slightly, his gaze landing on Mo Zhaoyun without restraint, as though she was looking at a treasure, the gaze that seemed to be real was easily noticed by Mo Zhaoyun, he suddenly turned his head, and met Chu Ning's gaze.

Chu Ning smiled, her expression was normal.

Gong Wan’er detected Mo Zhaoyun's movements, and looked behind him in puzzlement, asking: "What's wrong?"

The elevator door had already closed, but Gong Wan’er naturally did not see anything, making him even more suspicious.

Suspicion flashed past Mo Zhaoyun's eyes, he turned around and walked home with Gong Wan’er, and laughed: "It's nothing."

"Oh."

After entering the house, Mo Zhaoyun went to the study room to take care of work. After washing up, Gong Wan’er called Gong Jiande.

"Evening." Gong Jiande frowned slightly. He felt that something was amiss when his daughter called him in the morning. Something must have happened to his daughter when she called him in this instant.

Gong Wan’er did not dawdle and directly asked: "Father, did you not give Auntie the money?"

"What?" Gong Jiande was confused, "What's wrong?"

"It's like this..." Gong Wan’er told her what happened during the day to her. Although it had some private feelings to it, it did not distort the truth, "So I wanted to ask, father did you not give Auntie the money, so she came to me to ask for it."

In reality, Gong Wan’er did not know that Gong Jiande had restricted the amount of money he could spend. He only thought that Hao Jinzhi was greedy and did not have enough, so he wanted to take some money from her to spend.

Gong Wan’er asked bluntly. When Gong Jiande heard this, he felt that his daughter was flustered, he knew that her daughter was currently not working, and was only spending the money of her son-in-law. If Hao Jinzhi and her daughter wanted money, they would definitely have to go through their son-in-law …

"Don't worry about it. I'll talk to her, and I won't let her come look for you again in the future." Gong Jiande felt that he had lost all his face, and his words were a little vague.

Dad, don't find my words unpleasant. Auntie hasn't worked in the past few years, but her spending money is flowing like water, and the company's quarterly profit isn't even enough to cover her entire month of expenses. If this goes on, you can forget about the company and just directly go bankrupt.

Gong Wan’er coldly snorted, and continued: "Even if it's for Jianuo's sake, you should still discipline her, how can she have the appearance of a mother? If Jano gets hurt, she doesn't care. She just goes to the hospital and orders a registration and the person is gone. Other than spending money, there's nothing else. "" … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

Gong Wan’er's resentment towards Hao Jinzhi was not small, and had grabbed onto her wrongdoings this time. Although he knew that it was impossible for his father to get a divorce, he still received economic sanctions, since Hao Jinzhi loved money the most.

"Since aunty thinks that the money you gave her is not enough, she might as well stop giving it to her. In any case, she won't be abused even if we have food and drinks at home. If she doesn't have the money, she might even have the time to play mahjong at home!"

Gong Wan’er knew that compared to Hao Jinzhi, his father still cared more about Gong Jianuo, so he played with him a little and specially brought up Gong Jianuo, letting his father understand that with this kind of mother, he would be a burden to his little brother in the future.

"..." Gong Jiande let out a long sigh, and said with a low voice. "Father understands."

As Gong Wan’er listened to his father's voice, he knew that his own words had hurt his father's heart. Although she was sad, Hao Jinzhi was like an unfixed time bomb, her existence was like a thorn that could not be removed nor erased.

After hanging up the phone, Gong Wan’er's mood was slightly low. She sat on the sofa blankly for a while, and very quickly forgot about this matter. Although Hao Jinzhi was disgusted, she was not the center of gravity for her life, it was not worth it for her to do so.

Even if it was his father, Gong Jiande, after all these years, although he was still important, he was no longer of any importance. Especially since she was already married, and the person who accompanied her for the rest of her life was Mo Zhaoyun. He would still have children in the future, and he wouldn't be able to yearn for his father's care and care like before.

After watching TV for a while, Gong Wan’er realized that it was getting late, so he thought for a bit before turning off the TV and going to the study room.

"Summoning Yun, is it not over?" Gong Wan’er leaned on the door of the study room and looked at the man who was earnestly working at his desk.

Mo Zhaoyun stopped and looked up at Gong Wan’er. Smiling slightly, he replied, "Go and sleep first, I still have some matters that I haven't finished taking care of."

Although Gong Wan’er had slept during the day, he was still very tired. Hearing that, he nodded his head and reminded: "Then go to sleep early, leave the rest of the work to tomorrow."