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Xiao Yuelin followed him out of the room. They had seen the tears earlier.

In the study room, Xiao Zhenhai closed his eyes and sat on a chair. There were many possibilities spinning in his mind. He was trying to find a better solution to this problem.

"Dad, can we really not keep him?"

"Yue Lin, do you think I don't want to stay?"

He was the one who didn't want to lose his great-grandson the most. He was already on the verge of entering the tomb, and he longed for more family affection. The silent protest and estrangement that his grandson gave him made him unable to sleep for a long time.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. Some of the pain on his shoulders was a bit itchy, and there was neither too much nor too little fur on that part of his body.

Sometimes, he would take a bath and stand in front of a mirror and look at the fur on his shoulders. Xiao Zhenhai would use his hands to tug at it, but to no avail.

"Have you found Meng Han?"

"No, Han Yong is also looking for him, but there's no trace of him in the villa. Dad, do you want me to look for a few reliable people?"

"No, that would put Meng Han in danger." Xiao Zhenhai opened his eyes and looked at his son for a long time before saying, "Didn't you notice that he had changed? Not as wild as he used to be, he thought, he would learn to take care of people, he was growing up. "

Xiao Yuelin's jaw dropped. Yes, how could he have missed this? The kitchen was a mess of noodles and eggs. Although Jing Xiaoxiao was unconscious, she was affected by the fetal spirit and not injured.

Thinking of Xiao Meng Han from before, Xiao Yue Lin's chest was suddenly filled with emotions.

"Dad, maybe we can give birth to the baby."

"No, if that's the case, then Mo Xiaoxiao will be even more resistant to Meng Han." Xiao Zhenhai tiredly waved his hand, signalling his son to rest. He needed to think about it carefully.

Xiao Yuelin returned to his bedroom. Yang Ziying was lying on his bed wiping away her tears while Xiao Yuelin wandered around. He was not very good at coaxing his wife as she sat on the bed and tried to persuade her: "Ziying, don't be like this. Daddy …?"

"These words again. Xiao Yuelin, more than 10 years ago, when Meng Han suffered an illness, you said these words to me. Now that this matter is related to the life and death of your grandson, you dare to say these words to me?"

Yang Ziying was so angry that her entire body was trembling. If it wasn't like this, then what was it? She had been married to him for so many years, and her mind was filled with unchanging words. This wouldn't do, wouldn't do, in terms of organization and discipline, what did he need a wife for?

He could deal with the endless political problems outside, but towards his wife, he felt that it was very troublesome. Normally, once his wife cried, it would definitely be a big matter and she would not easily shed tears. He had only seen her a few times all these years because of his son.

In the bedroom, there was only the sound of Yang Ziying weeping and sobs. Xiao Yuelin extended his hand to pick up his hair, his originally well-groomed hair was now in disarray. Just as he was about to speak to Yang Ziying, his phone rang.

When Yang Ziying saw Xiao Yuelin stand up to pick up the phone, she angrily turned around and lay back down.

Xiao Yuelin had no choice but to go. He looked at Yang Ziying and lowered her voice as he reported to her, "Something has happened, I'll go over first. Han Yong hasn't found Meng Han yet, father won't disturb the troops, he said that Meng Han has already started learning to take care of Mo Xiaoxiao, maybe everything will change for the better."

"Really?" Yang Ziying stood up, and her eyes lit up.

His son would still be better! This was more important than any sweet talk.

Xiao Yuelin looked at his wife, unable to say anything. This was just a speculation.

In order to give Mo Xiaoxiao a better environment to nurture her baby, Yang Ziying took a paid leave of absence for some servants in the mansion, leaving only two relatives to help her take care of her.

From living and eating to the mood fluctuation of every day, Yang Ziying must be married.

Xiao Zhenhai went to the sanatorium and took a few guards with him. The villa was much emptier than before, which also made a taut and extended Silent Dye a little more relaxed.

After all, every time she stood at the window watching the guards outside, she felt like she was in prison.

Mo Xiaoxiao was looking for an opportunity to leave. Whether or not she wanted this child, her first priority was to leave this place.

Every night when she was sleeping silently, she would feel a pair of black eyes staring at her from the darkness. The feeling made her panic, she opened her eyes but could not see anything, only the wind blowing the curtains, she felt strange, she had obviously closed the window.

The quiet old house of the Xiao family welcomed two special guests, Xuan Peng and Wang Yi Ling.

Yang Ziying knew about the relationship between them from her father-in-law's investigation and didn't like Wang Yiling very much. However, Wang Yiling was looking for Mo Xiaoxiao, so she didn't directly reject her.

"Auntie Yang, Xiao Yan and I are good friends. I came today to give her the engagement invitation."

"How did Miss Wang know Xiao Ran was here?" Yang Ziying smiled. Could it be that when Mo Xiaoxiao contacted Wang Yiling, even Yang Ziying felt that it was impossible.

Wang Yiling smiled and put her hand on Xuan Peng's big palm. "We went to the hotel one day for dinner and the shop assistant found out that you had set up a table there to take Xiao Yan as your goddaughter. She wasn't there for a few days before I came to disturb you."

Yang Ziying gritted her teeth. It turned out that one of the employees at the Autumn Red Hotel with a loose mouth leaked the news. Smiling, she didn't say whether or not Mo Xiaoxiao was there and only let Wang Yiling and Xuan Peng have some tea.

Aunt Liao turned around in less than two minutes and said, "Sister Ying, a call."

"Alright, I'll go answer the phone. You guys sit first." Yang Ziying went up the stairs and directly ran towards the room where Mo Xiao Yan was staying.

Jing Xiaoxiao was lost in thought as she sat on a chair near the window. She didn't seem to hear the door opening as she maintained her original position. "There are two people who call themselves Wang Yiling and …"

"I know." Mo Xiaoxiao interrupted Yang Ziying. She had already seen Xuan Peng come in to protect Wang Yiling.

Wang Yiling was wearing a long skirt that covered the floor as she walked slowly. If one looked carefully, one would notice that she had walked very stiffly.

Mo Xiaoxiao knew that Wang Yiling must have had a prosthetic arm, and she was afraid of touching the reason why they had come to find him.

"Tell them I'm not here."

"Xiao Yan?"

"Do you want them to see me now as an illegitimate child? Or do you want me to see them happy? " Mo Xiaoxiao did not cry. Her voice was very calm, but tears had already rained down from her heart.

She was strong! She was also a person! A woman who loved and yearned for happiness. How could they continue to hurt themselves?

"Alright." When Yang Ziying left the room, she suddenly felt a little resentful towards Wang Yiling. Not only was the man who robbed him of her good friend, she even came to brag about her happiness. Where did she take her Xiao family to be?

Yang Ziying smiled warmly. If she didn't have any skills, then it would be a waste for her to be Xiao Yuelin's wife for so many years.

Sorry, I just received a call, a friend is coming to visit, please leave it here. When I return, I saw that Xiao Xi was very busy recently, you know, I want her to enter into a new circle of friends to get to know my friends. Oh, right, if you guys are leaving, then I won't send you guys away.