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His father-in-law spoke up, and he truly needed time to think about how to confess to Gong Wan’er. "Dad, then I'll be leaving first."

After Mo Zhaoyun left, Gong Jiande looked at Gong Wan’er. She was still looking at the door, as if he was really unwilling to part with him.

"A quarrel?" Gong Jiande asked with a smile.

Gong Wan’er looked at Gong Jiande and shook his head.

Indeed, there was no quarrel. Before anyone could even argue, they already received a phone call.

"Evening, I'm your father, so I don't know you. There's something in your heart. " Gong Jiande slowly said.

"Dad, do you guys always like to hide things from people?" Gong Wan’er asked.

Hearing this, Gong Jiande smiled benevolently, and said: "What other suffering is there? Pour it out, Dad. "

Then, Gong Wan’er told Gong Jiande about eating dinner that night, and he said, "I keep having the feeling that they are hiding something from me. Good or bad, I don't like the feeling. Furthermore, I have a feeling that this is not a good thing. " With that, Gong Wan’er frowned and pouted.

"So that's how it is. Evening, we all know how good you are. Father believes that even if there's something that Ye Yun is hiding from you, it's for your own good. His original intention definitely wasn't to hurt you. " Gong Jiande slowly finished his words, then looked at Gong Wan’er, expecting a response from her.

Gong Wan’er only listened and did not say anything else. She knew it herself, but she just couldn't get over it. She thought of the way their eyes met at the table and always felt like an outsider. This feeling was extremely sour.

"Evening, listen to father, and tell Zhaoyu in detail. In this world, there is nothing that cannot be communicated with. "

Hearing Gong Jiande's words, Gong Wan’er silently nodded his head.

… ….

On the other side, Mo Zhaoyun went to the bathroom to take a shower after returning home. After coming out, he felt that he was in good spirits, as if he had rushed through the troubles of the day.

He sat in the study room, thinking back to what happened that night, thinking about Gong Wan’er's expression, her eyes, and her head.

This time, merely half a sentence later, Gong Wan’er had such a huge reaction. Then if she knew everything, the consequences …

Mo Zhaoyun did not think anymore, he rubbed his sore temples and poured himself a cup of red wine.

He stood on the balcony, looking at the lights that were extinguished one after another, and clenched his fists. He absolutely could not let his relationship with Gong Wan’er be like that of a extinguished lamp!

As he thought about this, he couldn't help but increase the intensity of the wine in his hand, and his knuckles began to turn red.

The cold wind blew past, causing Mo Zhaoyun's mind to become even clearer.

He picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.

The next day, Mo Zhaoyun went to the hospital early in the morning and found Gong Wan’er sleeping soundly on the bed.

He quietly walked closer and glanced at Gong Wan’er, and then prepared to carry Gong Wan’er and place him on the sofa beside him. But just as he touched Gong Wan’er, he saw that she had opened her eyes.

"Evening." Mo Zhaoyun called out gently.

Gong Wan’er was in a daze, his legs felt numb, thinking that she was at home. He opened his arms wide, trying to get Mo Zhaoyun to hug her.

Mo Zhaoyun laughed lovingly, and then carried Gong Wan’er up and the two of them sat on the sofa beside him.

Gong Wan’er leaned into Mo Zhaoyun's embrace. He still wanted to sleep a little more, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Zhaoyun did not say anything, but patted Gong Wan’er's head. As he inadvertently glanced at them, he saw Gong Jiande, who was lying on the bed, looking at them.

He placed Gong Wan’er down on the sofa and helped pinch her numb arms and legs to make her feel more comfortable.

Seeing that Gong Wan’er's breathing had calmed down, Mo Zhaoyun walked to his side and asked: "Dad, are you feeling better?"

"It's pretty good." Gong Jiande replied.

"That's good." With that, Mo Zhaoyun poured Gong Jiande a cup of water and helped him drink it.

"Summoning Yun." Gong Jiande leaned on his pillow and continued, "Yesterday night, I had something to tell me."

Mo Zhaoyun was slightly startled, and obediently listened to his father-in-law's words.

"Our family's young daughter has always had the temper of a daughter, but after some things happened, she became more sensible. I know that you are very tolerant of her willfulness. You're the one who's living with her, and sometimes I want to leave you both alone. Therefore, I hope that you can forgive me for doing anything wrong in the future. "She doesn't have any evil intentions, but she can be so stubborn that she can't understand what's going on."

Mo Zhaoyun thought that Gong Jiande would scold him, he did not expect him to say such words, and anxiously said: "Dad, tonight is my wife, I will do my best to protect her."

"That's good, thank you, Summon Yun." Gong Jiande laughed and said.

Mo Zhaoyun estimated that it was about time, and should be heading to the company, so he said to Gong Jiande: "Father, I will be leaving first. As for Xiao Er, let her take care of you here. "

Gong Jiande nodded, and then, Mo Zhaoyun took a glance at Gong Wan’er before he left the ward and headed towards the company.

Not long after, Gong Wan’er woke up. She rubbed her head, puzzled. When did she come to the sofa?

"Evening." Gong Jiande shouted.

Gong Wan’er lifted his head and looked at Gong Jiande, seeing that he had woken up for a long time.

"Dad, did someone come over?" Gong Wan’er asked.

"It's called Yun Yun."

It was only then that Gong Wan’er realized what had happened. No wonder she remembered the scene when she reached out her hands to hug Mo Zhaoyun. So, did Gong Jiande see it?

"Then …" Gong Wan’er asked hesitantly.

"What?" Gong Jiande pretended to be suspicious.

Seeing that Gong Jiande did not understand, Gong Wan’er felt at ease, she just did not see the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, what do you want to eat?"

"I've eaten. I just summoned Yun for breakfast."

Gong Wan’er looked around, but did not see any sign of breakfast, so he asked: "What about me?" His tone sounded wronged, this Mo Zhaoyun actually did not bring her breakfast!

Following that, Gong Jiande started laughing loudly, looking very proud of himself.

Gong Wan’er finally understood and said angrily: "Dad!"

After saying that, she ran out of the ward, leaving a message — I'm going to buy breakfast.

… ….

In the afternoon, Gong Wan’er was told that Gong Jiande could leave the hospital. Thus, she checked Gong Jiande in and sent him back home. Just as she reached the door, she met Hao Jinzhi who was dressed extravagantly. She was about to go out.

"He came back just like that?" Hao Jinzhi asked in shock.

When Gong Wan’er saw it, he said angrily, "What? I hope my dad stays in the hospital as long as possible? "

When Gong Wan’er said this, it caused Hao Jinzhi's face to go from red to white, feeling speechless. She looked at Gong Jiande, but did not have any intentions of helping her, she could only help him enter the hall and sit down.

"Do you want to make my dad a nutritious meal or something?" Gong Wan’er stood at the side and asked.

"Is it time for dinner?"

"On the way back, my dad told me he was hungry." Gong Wan’er said lightly. Originally, Gong Wan’er did not want to do this to her because she was Gong Jiande's wife. However, her actions were unbearable for him.

"You …" Hao Jinzhi pointed at Gong Wan’er, she did not know what to say, but after a few seconds, she turned and walked into the kitchen.

When he could no longer see Hao Jinzhi's figure, Gong Jiande finally opened his mouth: "Evening, you're going a little too far."

"Dad." Gong Wan’er smiled as he sat down beside Gong Jiande, and continued, "I realized, she is a person that doesn't eat soft. If I don't give her some color, she won't know how to treat you. "

"However, she is, after all, your senior. You should know your limits."

Gong Wan’er stuck out his tongue, and said: "I got it, got it."

Gong Jiande could only shake his head helplessly.

Gong Wan’er did not mind, he picked up the apple from the table and was about to bite it, but then he saw the clock on the wall, and it was already this late. She immediately put down the apple and anxiously said: "Dad, I will be going to fetch Xuan Xuan, I will be leaving first. Enjoy the days of Hao Jinzhi serving you. "

With that, he slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

When Gong Wan’er arrived at the kindergarten, Xuan Xuan was standing at the door waiting for her.

"Sorry, Xuan Xuan, auntie came late." Gong Wan’er said somewhat anxiously.

"It's fine, Auntie. Let's go home."

With that, Xuan Xuan held Gong Wan’er's hand and smiled at him.

"Yes." Gong Wan’er nodded and brought Xuan Xuan home.

"Did you sleep well at Grandma's last night?"

"It's pretty good, Grandma bought me a lot of new clothes. That is, she doesn't tell me stories. "

"Why?"

"Grandma said she couldn't read the words."

"Then auntie will tell Xuan Xuan a story tonight, a story about the little prince." Gong Wan’er said gently.

… ….

All the way home, Gong Wan’er and Xuan Xuan talked to each other as they went back home.

Just as he entered, Gong Wan’er received a message from Mo Zhaoyun, "Evening, I'm not going home to eat dinner tonight."

Gong Wan’er laughed bitterly and said: "Tonight, only the two of us will be eating dinner together."

"Auntie, I'll accompany you. Are you not happy?"

Hearing Xuan Xuan's words, Gong Wan’er laughed loudly. He didn't realize before that Xuan Xuan's ability to comfort people was really strong.

Gong Wan’er tapped Xuan Xuan's forehead, and then went into the kitchen to cook dinner.

After dinner, Mo Zhaoyun went home.

The moment he heard the door opening, Gong Wan’er went forward to welcome him.

Mo Zhaoyun pulled Gong Wan’er into his embrace.

Gong Wan’er struggled free from Mo Zhaoyun's embrace, a little bashful on his face.

"Xuan Xuan is watching." Gong Wan’er whispered.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled, hooked his nose, and said lovingly: "I'm going to take a bath."

Gong Wan’er nodded, and watched Mo Zhaoyun enter the bedroom.

"Auntie." Seeing Gong Wan’er standing at the door without moving, Xuan Xuan shouted loudly, afraid that she would not be able to hear him.

Gong Wan’er regained his senses and sat beside Xuan Xuan.

"Auntie, it's the weekend tomorrow." Xuan Xuan crossed his legs and said seriously to Gong Wan’er.

Weekends? This meant that Xuan Xuan was on vacation. Who would take care of him?