"Dad, I want to find mom in a hurry."
Mo Qingxiu knew that as long as his mother had a rest, his father would never allow him to disturb her.
If it was sothing else, he would never disturb his mother Qin Tianyue, but this matter was about the woman he loved most, and he was afraid that sothing might happen to her.
"She has rested, you shouldn't disturb her."
There is no warmth in Mo Yishen's voice. Even if it is his own son, his tone is still very cold. No one is more important than Qin Tianyue, even his own son and daughter.
"Dad, sothing happened to the person I love, you ask Mom to co over and see if she is OK."
In this world, the only thing he can believe is his mother Qin Tianyue. Yuyin's identity cannot be known by others, he can only pray for his mother to co here.
"Xiu'er, what are you talking about?"
On the other side of the phone, Qin Tianyue's still soft voice sounded. She had indeed rested, but she heard the call from Mo Qingxiu, and even the one he loved the most.
Her son is almost the sa as her husband Mo Yishen, and everything is hidden in his heart. Now suddenly I heard him say that Qin Tianyue is the person he loves most.
Mo Yishen hugged Qin Tianyue, frowning, as if a little unhappy.
Qin Tianyue raised his eyes to look at Mo Yishen, staring at his still handso but more mature face, and smiled softly, "This is our son."
After Qin Tianyue finished speaking, regardless of Mo Yishen next to him, he took his own mobile phone and quickly talked to Mo Qingxiu, "Okay, mom will co over right away, don't worry."
Knowing that his mother was coming, Mo Qingxiu was finally relieved.
Qin Tianyue didn't delay anymore, and imdiately got up and changed his clothes. The slender and tall figure behind him also got up, stepped forward and held her hand, "Go together."
Qin Tianyue looked back at Mo Yishen helplessly, and humd softly.
In a blink of an eye, the child is so old. They have been together for almost 30 years. The years did not seem to leave much mark on him and her. People who did not know her husband and son would think that they were the sa. brother.
Mo Yi's dark eyes were soft, and he softly pressed a kiss on Qin Tianyue's forehead, "It's cold at night, wear one more."
"I see, the housekeeper."
Qin Tianyue imdiately added another thin coat. Since Qing Xiu was twenty-five years old, Mo Yishen has been with her, and will accompany her to travel around the world from ti to ti, giving everything to her children.
The two quickly rushed towards Mo Qingxiu's villa. Qin Tianyue knew that his son Mo Qingxiu was as calm and outstanding as her husband. If it wasn't sothing very urgent, he would never disturb her.
The ink shadow waited for Qin Tianyue outside, and saw Qin Tianyue getting out of the car deeply, and stepped forward respectfully, "Master Mo, Madam."
"Well, where's Qingxiu?"
Qin Tianyue spoke softly. She was in her forties but she was still the sa as before. She has been very caring for her over the years. In recent years, her face is more charming and charming, and her maturity still has a charm that no one can match.
"Young Master Mo is upstairs."
Mo Ying said respectfully. Although he was from Mo Qingxiu, he was also from Mon, and he respected Mo Yishen and Qin Tianyue more.
Qin Tianyue didn't delay any longer, leaving her husband Mo Yishen to quickly ran towards the villa.
Mo Qingxiu has been by Yuyin's side all the ti, watching her seem to be getting weaker and weaker, Mo Qingxiu exudes a terrifying hostility, his fists are tightly clenched, and the veins burst out.
"Qing Xiu!"
Qin Tianyue's soft and charming voice sounded behind him, and Mo Qingxiu quickly turned his head, those scarlet phoenix eyes t Qin Tianyue's gaze.
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