Chapter 124

Hearing this, Mu Qingxuan is stunned. He doesn't want me first

"Mommy?"

Mu Qingxuan came back and said with a grin, "how can it be?"

Mingming wants to stay away from him, but considering Xiaochen, she can't cruelly tell Xiaochen the truth. She should think of a comprehensive way.

She comforts Xiaochen intimately until he falls asleep. A smile appears at the corner of his mouth. Maybe he dreams of something happy.

Mu Qingxuan looks at him lovingly. After all, she is her own child. A single glance is enough to touch the softest string in her heart. Xiaochen, Mommy is really sorry for you

The next day, the morning sun sprinkled on the bed through the curtains. Xiaochen opened his confused eyes and gently rubbed them. After catching a glimpse of the empty half bed beside him, he got up from the bed and ran downstairs without wearing shoes.

"Daddy, daddy, Mommy's gone." He cried as he ran.

Mo Yanrui is sitting at the table, just about to drink milk. When he hears Xiaochen's worried look, he immediately stops, while Mu Qingxuan's pouring milk also stops.

Xiaochen runs down the stairs and looks at Mu Qingxuan at the dining table. She pours into her arms and says happily, "fortunately, Mommy is still here!"

All of a sudden, the milk bottle in Mu Qingxuan's hand almost fell down.

"Be careful, don't spill it." Mo Yanrui began to remind.

Xiaochen, who hasn't felt his mother's love for five years, and Mu Qingxuan's sudden disappearance half a year ago, has become worried about gain and loss. She is always worried that Mu Qingxuan will leave him quietly again.

Thinking that Mu Qingxuan's guilt for Xiaochen is not the slightest bit, she sighs, puts down the bottle and pats Xiaochen on the back. "Mommy, it's not here. Go up and change your clothes. It's time to be late."

"OK, Mommy is waiting for me here." After that, Xiaochen turned and ran upstairs.

Looking at his skipping away figure, this is what a five-year-old should be like. Mu Qingxuan can't help laughing.

Her appearance is not coquettish, but her smile is beautiful, her angle, the sunshine outside the window just sprinkles on her side face, Mo Yanrui looks at her, the deep feeling in her eyes is clear.

LAN Sao came out with the fried eggs. After seeing Mo Yanrui's eyes looking at Mu Qingxuan seriously, she was relieved. "Miss mu, I haven't eaten my fried eggs for a long time. Eat them while they are hot."

"Thank you, Mrs. LAN."

Sister Lan's love for mu Qingxuan is coming out. She treats her like a daughter. She can come back safely. Sister LAN is more happy than anyone else. She nods slightly and goes into the kitchen again.

Even though she hasn't appeared in the past six months, sister LAN is still so kind to her. Mu Qingxuan can't help but feel warm.

"Stay, Xiao Chen can't stand the toss." There were only two of them left on the table, Mo Yanrui said suddenly.

Light eyes swept his pretty face, Mu Qingxuan slowly said: "I can't stand the toss."

Mo Yanrui lowered his eyes, then raised them again. He wanted to say something more. Xiaochen had come down from upstairs.

Mu Qingxuan's original coldness is filled with warmth again. Looking at Xiaochen's face, she smiles, "have breakfast."

In order to create a good atmosphere for Xiaochen, Mu Qingxuan is very happy at the dinner table, and is no longer worried about Mo Yanrui, which makes Mo Yanrui appreciate Xiaochen.

A not too embarrassing breakfast is quietly passed. Xiaochen takes up his small schoolbag and looks at Mu Qingxuan pitifully. "Mommy, how about you and Dad take me to school today?"

This scene makes Mu Qingxuan feel like she was five years ago. She smiles, "OK."

"Let's go." Mo Yanrui picked up the coat on the back of the chair and went straight out.

Mu Qingxuan can't beat Xiaochen. He just pushes him into the co pilot. Xiaochen sits in the back seat and looks at them with a smile.

Fasten the seat belt, Mu Qingxuan's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, "drive."

Taking care of her mood, Mo Yanrui drove smoothly all the way.

At the gate of the kindergarten, two people pull Xiaochen on one side, "come on, hurry in."

"Well, there's one more thing I haven't done." Xiaochen ghost spirit's eyes blinked, full of expectation.

Mu Qingxuan and Mo Yanrui respectively skim the water on Xiaochen's cheeks. His little face suddenly turns red.

"Goodbye, mom and Dad!" Not far away, Xu Xinxin's sweet voice sounded, she went to Xiaochen, "Xiaochen, let's go in together."

"Go in with Xinxin." Mu Qingxuan urges.

Xiaochen waves to them. Until his figure disappears at the door, Mo Yanrui and Mu Qingxuan turn around and leave. Halfway through, Mu Qingxuan suddenly stops.

"I'll just go to the practice room myself." She bowed her head and her voice broke.

Mo Yanrui takes her hand, opens the car door, forces her into the car and closes it.

Sitting in the driver's seat, her voice came from her side, "you're still like this. You're good at asserting."Mo Yanrui just smile, did not respond.

Looking at the pines and cypresses passing by one by one, Mu Qingxuan holds her hand by the window, and doesn't show any expression on her face, which makes people unable to see what she is thinking.

"Qingxuan, please stay," Mo Yanrui said in a gentle voice. His handsome face was filled with a faint smile. He put aside the self-esteem that a man should have and said, "I and Xiaochen can't live without you."

At the beginning, he also said this sentence.

Mu Qingxuan's nimble little mouth was smiling slightly, and her eyelashes flashed, "right?" There is too much uncertainty in her words.

"Even if it's for Xiaochen, why don't you stay?" There was a plea in his words.

He is the leader of the powerful mafia and the most powerful president. Now it's for mu Qingxuan's sake to leave his most important face behind and beg her to stay in a low voice. No one is moved.

Mu Qingxuan's calm heart suddenly flows a warm current, but the past events in her mind seal her heart again. She can't forget the truth Lin Xixi told her. It's too cruel.

"Ruishao, I can't afford your love."

She spoke lightly, but no one knew what she was feeling at the moment.

A layer of expectation on the eyebrows and eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by loss. Mo Yanrui said in a deep voice: "don't you worry about Xiaochen, will you be depressed again?"

She loves Xiaochen. She won't leave Xiaochen. Mu Qingxuan turns her head and looks at him seriously. She organizes language in her heart for a long time. After a long time, she speaks slowly.

"So I want to take Xiaochen away!"

There was firmness in her eyes. She looked at Mo Yanrui like this, and there was a strong will not to retreat in peace