Could it be what Guan Bo and Gao Congming said? Ling Yiran looked at the two men, but found that they were also surprised in their eyes.

"Dad has taken me to sweep your grave, and there are photos of you on the tombstone." Yi Qianmo said.

This time, Ling Yiran was really choked by saliva, sweeping the tomb... Photo of the tombstone?!

Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, with a faint expression. He... took his son to sweep her tomb. What was that scene!

"Why do you have to visit Mommy's grave?" Another tender voice sounded, but Yi Qianjin asked with confusion.

"Because mommy passed away." Yi Qianmo said.

"But Mommy is clearly alive."

"Everyone said mommy is dead."

So, the two children started a quarrel whether Ling Yiran was dead or alive at the beginning.

Ling Yiran was sweating wildly when she heard this, and quickly said, "Okay, stop! Mommy is still alive now, that... is a misunderstanding! Xiao Mo, Mommy is back, I'm sorry, Mommy has been away for a long time, and Mommy will not leave you again in the future."

Ling Yiran's eyes were red and his voice became even more swallowed.

She remembered that she still had an impression of the triplets in her belly and every time they moved.

I thought she had only Xiao Jin, but now she has another Xiao Mo.

However, compared with Ling Yiran's excitement at the moment, Yi Qianmo's expression did not change much, just as if his mother was still alive, it was not important to him.

It seemed that mother was just a symbol for him.

"Even if you leave, it doesn't matter." Yi Qianmo said, even his tone of speaking was very similar to Yi Jinli.

Ling Yiran's eyes became even redder. In five years, she had not fulfilled her mother's duties to Xiao Mo. It is normal for her son to be so cold to her now.

"I don't plan to leave. You will see me every day in the future. Come and call me mommy!" Ling Yiran said, spreading her arms and hugging the little guy.

Yi Qianmo was obviously a little uncomfortable and wanted to resist. Although he was only five years old, he was rarely hugged, especially the one who hugged him now was the mother whom he just met today.

"Don't you want me anymore? Why... I want you to call you mommy?" Yi Qianmo's small teeth unconsciously bit his lower lip. He didn't need mommy. Anyway, he was fine without mommy.

But...Is this the mother's arms? When he was watching the cartoon, the little mouse in the cartoon liked to be hugged by the mouse mother. At that time, he just thought it was strange, what's the point to hug!

He doesn't like this kind of hug!

But now... Mommy's arms are so warm. For a moment, Yi Qianmo was hesitating whether to push Ling Yiran away.

"I never wanted you!" Ling Yiran said anxiously, "Xiao Mo, you are Mommy's baby, how could Mommy want you!"

But when she said this, Yi Jinli, who was originally sitting on the sofa, suddenly frowned. At this moment, two figures flashed through his mind.

The figures intertwined.
Chapter completed!