In the Mo Mansion, warm light spreads down.

I don’t know when, but Qiao An suddenly felt that this place was not like the past, only with coldness.

And she didn't know when it started, but entering and leaving here was like walking in and out of no one, unobstructed.

Even domestic servants would take the initiative to say hello to her when they saw her and tell her about Zhan Zhan, Xinyi, and Mo Kai's movements.

No matter how you look at it, Qiao An seemed to be regarded as the hostess here by everyone in the Mo Mansion.

"Miss Qiao, you are back!" Liu Ma came out of the kitchen with a tray and was delighted when she saw Qiao An.

Qiao An's eyes fell on the two glasses of milk on the tray and asked softly: "Have Zhan Zhan and Xinyi not asleep yet?"

"Not yet. Today, the young master and the young lady insisted on waiting for the second young master to come back, saying that they couldn't see their father and couldn't sleep."

Qiao An trembled her eyelashes and asked, "Will Mo Kai be in their room?"

"Well, I'm reading a story book to the young master and the young lady!"

Joan thought for two seconds, "Give me the milk, I'll send it in."

When Liu Ma heard this, she smiled and had several wrinkles on her face. She handed over the tray without thinking.

Qiao An took it, pressed his heartbeat and walked upstairs.

Zhan Zhan and Xinyi's doors were covered in vain.

Through the narrow crack in the door, you can clearly see the two children leaning against Mo Kai's arms.

Like the sound of the cello's mellow and pleasant sound echoed in the room, Mo Kai spoke slowly and said softly, and read the story book word by word for Zhan Zhan and Xin.

The thunderous anger just now seemed to have never happened, and Mo Kai's face couldn't tell even the slightest displeasure.

In front of the child, all his negative emotions are hidden, and they will always be as stable as a mountain.

The pictures in the room are warm and peaceful, and everything around them becomes extremely gentle.

But in this situation, Mo Kai only made Qiao An feel even more distressed.

In seven years, he inexplicably missed the right to be a father for seven years and missed the most precious seven years of growth for his child.

And he obviously loved Zhan Zhan Zhan and Xinyi so much, but he was still willing to choose to withdraw the lawsuit and automatically give up the custody for her.

He even chose to leave for her sake.

Even if I get angry, every move I make is still compromise and concession...

Even Mo Kai, who pretended to hate her and was stupid, wouldn't.

Qiao An felt sad and blamed herself, and there were too many unspeakable emotions in her heart.

It was obvious that he was the one who made the mistake, so why did Mo Kai bear so much?

Without any hesitation, Qiao An raised his wrist and knocked on the door, and pushed the door in the next second.

"Mom!" A scream of exclamation shook the sky and the earth.

Xinyi jumped up from the bed almost like a carp, Zhan Zhan sat up straight for a second, his eyes shining with stars.

As for Mo Kai, his hand that was flipping through the storybook suddenly stopped, and his fingertips were almost pulled out by the corner of the page.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes carrying exploration and grinding in an inch. The warm light on his head made his eyes sharper and deeper as the sea.

Qiao An's heartbeat completely chaotic, and she didn't dare to look at him. She felt that she could be sucked in by his eyes just by just one glance.

Xinyi had already jumped out of bed and headed straight for Qiao An.

Qiao An put the tray on the bedside table, lowered his eyes and spoke to the child softly: "Xinyi, drink the milk with your brother, and then go to bed obediently."

Xinyi couldn't care about milk, and she hugged Qiao An's thigh and cried, "Mom, you are finally back. My brother, my father, I miss you very much."

Joan followed her nose sore and squatted down to hug her, "Mom misses you too."


Chapter completed!