Chapter 825

When Tan Yutong was ready to get up, dinner was ready at home. When I went downstairs, I saw that Liu Qingwen and his aunt were all smiling at me.

Tan Yutong couldn't help his hot eyes, and his pretty face turned red. I can't help complaining about Mo Chongyan at the bottom of my heart. Thinking about it, I glared at Mo Chongyan. Mo Chongyan smiles until he is wrong. He also warned Liu Qingwen with his eyes.

Just at this time, the servant came and told them to go to dinner. Liu Qingwen also took advantage of the situation to close a smile. The family walked slowly to the dining table.

"Yutong, can we get Xiaohan back?" Liu Qingwen can't wait to ask, these days, Xiaohan has been around. I don't want to be separated from my grandson.

But they dare not make their own decisions, and they are afraid that their own decisions will hurt Xiaohan. Liu Qingwen specially asked Tan Yutong. Tan Yutong didn't expect that her mother-in-law would raise this issue at this time.

After a look at Mo Chongyan, he nodded with a smile when he saw the other side nodding. "Of course, but isn't Xiao Han here?" Tan Yutong is a little strange. Isn't Mohan in Mohist school with Jeff?

"Xiao Han worried about his uncle, so he went back to the villa over there." Mo Chongyan's chopsticks for holding vegetables pause, and then he opens his mouth to solve his doubts for Tan Yutong.

Tan Yutong's look at the man is not very good. I just think it's my son's neglect. He quickly put down his chopsticks and raised his smiling face. "I think Xiaohan was also reported out of the room by you this morning. I'm a little dissatisfied with you."

Mo Chongyan didn't speak, just listened quietly. When I eat with my head down, my eyes shine. "After a while, I'll pick up Xiao Han."

Although Tan Yutong was a little worried that he would fight with Mo chongchen, he was relieved to think that he was a little bit involved.

Looking at Mo Chongyan's car driving into the yard little by little, Mo chongchen smiles, but his smile is not as good as his eyes. He squatted down and looked into Mohan's eyes. Eyebrows and eyes with a gentle smile.

"Xiaohan, go upstairs and play for a while. In a moment, your father will take you home Said, doting on the head of rub ink Han.

"You shouldn't drag on any longer." When Mo Chongyan comes in, Mo chongchen is still staring at Mo Han's figure upstairs in a daze. Wen Yan takes back his eyes, but he doesn't look at Mo Chongyan.

"This is my own life experience, I have the right to choose until I still don't know." Mo chongchen's tone was ironic. That's what I said. It's just that he can't let his life experience go from the beginning. Now, he has to be willful once.

"What about Yang Shichao?" Mo Chongyan didn't have any sign of anger, but he still asked.

"I'll check, but it has nothing to do with us." Mo chongchen's eyes are a little evasive. Under Mo Chongyan's sharp eyes, Mo chongchen's thoughts have nowhere to hide.

Mo chongchen's eyes with embarrassment, but really do not want to face it. I don't want to believe that I have avenged myself wrongly. I don't want to believe that my mother lost herself for a ridiculous reason and let me recognize another woman as a mother. I don't want to believe that I have hurt countless people.

Mo Chongyan didn't force Mo chongchen, but his eyes were deep. After a long time, he said: "we are the closest to the truth now, aren't we?"

After that, I didn't see Mo chongchen's reaction. Just said a sentence to leave, then went upstairs to embrace the shadow of Mohan downstairs. Mo chongchen sat on the sofa, a little dazed. The fingers curled up abruptly.

Yes, now they are closest to the truth. Mo chongchen dropped his eyes. I can't see his thoughts clearly.