The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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"Yuan Yuan ..." Mo Yixuan called his son's nickname, and he showed a long-lost smile, but also did not want to scare his child.

He Xiyan's face was flushed and distracted. She took a few steps forward holding her fate. Now she just wanted to get out quickly. She didn't want to see the man in front of her.

But as soon as she reached the fifth step, she was strongly held by the man.

"Yanyan, calm down." Mo Yixuan sighed heavily, and Mo Yuxuan passed a touch of heartache. His heart drew along.

"You sit down and we say it well."

He was afraid that she would do something radical again.

He Xiyan turned her head to look at the man she once loved but now hated so much. She just wanted to live a peaceful life. Why did he have to interrupt her life three or two times to **** her child?

"I don't want to talk to you." He Xiyan looked away anxiously.

Mo Yixuan turned and sat on the sofa, then stretched out her hand, pulled her sleeves, motioned her to sit down.

"Yan Yan, don't make trouble, okay? Now that I've found it, I must take you back." He spoke again, his eyes were sincere and extremely sincere.

He never thought of hurting her. When she divorced, she hurt, and he did not hurt.

There are too many gaps between them, too many last resorts, too many misunderstandings.

He Xiyan sat on the other end of the sofa holding Yuanyuan, and the two were separated by almost two meters.

She had a calm face and was in a terrible mood. Yuanyuan grumbled, his mother was unhappy, and he couldn't be happy.

Mo Yixuan watched her sit down, and she felt a little relieved, and he didn't dare to get too close to her, because he could see that her mood fluctuated and was unstable.

He clenched his fingers tightly, his hands already wet.

After thinking about it for a while, he just said, "It's not good to me, Yan Yan, because I have never understood how to protect you, love you, and make you suffer a lot."

"Don't say that!"

As soon as Mo Yixuan spoke, He Xiyan interrupted him anxiously. She also didn't want to hear any sensational words from him, because these were past tense, and she didn't want to think about those broken past. Since letting her pass, she didn't want to remember the mistakes of her ignorance.

Mo Yixuan only felt that his heart was cold and pierced like cold water, but he had to say something, because he had been buried in his heart for a long time. He never revealed his feelings, especially when he was with her. Never said a word of love.

But he really loved her and fell in love long ago.

Mo Yixuan suddenly stood up, walked to her side slowly, then squatted down, watching her and the child in her arms. That was his closest relative, his children and wife. Although they were divorced, in his eyes, his wife has always been her.

"Yan Yan ..." Mo Yixuan stretched out her hand to grab her shoulder. He Xiyan instinctively leaned aside to let his hand fall in the air, and she hugged more forcefully. Tight margin.

Mo Yixuan looked at his hand falling in the air, his eyes suddenly felt a little sour, and those jade-colored eyes also gradually became hazy, with a thin layer of tears.

He bit his lips hard, and tasted that **** taste in his mouth.