President Hunting Love is too fierce

Speaking of Mo Fengya when he was a child, Mr. Mayfair had a faint smile on his face.

"But as soon as your mother brings out your favorite Black Forest cake, you'll jump right off the bat, and you won't even want to be a hero."

Mo Fengya looked at him in shock, how could he remember things from his childhood and still have hobbies.

He obviously didn't care about himself and his mother at all, but why did he remember these things so clearly.

Mr. Mayfair still talks a surprising amount about himself and his mother with interest. [

Ye Chuqing felt very strange, didn't this old gentleman not care about mother and child?Why do you know so many things?

And his spirit is too good, just fainted just now, but now he is chattering about the past.

But maybe he was eager to mend the relationship between father and son!

Mo Fengya listened silently, his indifferent expression gradually diminished, and there was even a gleam in his eyes.

Seeing his transformation like this, Ye Chuqing felt a pain in her heart.

Even though he always pretends to be indifferent, in his heart he really hopes to get his father's attention and love.

Fortunately, this old Mr. Mei still had a conscience. Before he died, he realized his mistake and made up for Mo Fengya's last bit of fatherly love.

"Oh, I'm tired, I'm so happy today, I can talk to you so much." Mr. Mayfair looked at Mo Fengya with a kind smile, with anticipation in his eyes.

Mo Fengya was silent for a while, and finally he was willing to speak: "I'll send you up to rest."

Then he whispered again: "If you want to talk to me in the future, you can also call me."

"Brand, thank you." Mr. Mayfair excitedly shook his hand.

Ye Chuqing also smiled gratifiedly. Mo Fengya's willingness to make such a concession showed that he had forgiven his father.

This trip to Germany was a joy for everyone.

Lying on the bed, Mr. Mayfair suddenly said to Mo Fengya: "Brand, your birthday passed two months ago. I always wanted to give you a present on your birthday. Unfortunately, next year I probably won't be able to wait, so I prepare ahead of time."

"A gift?" Mo Fengya suddenly felt sour. Since he was a child, he expected his father to give him a birthday present.

But he had never obtained it before. Now that he heard this, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

"Yes, in the Keke Mountain Forest, under the largest plane tree, you buried a box there, and I will give you the last gift." Mr. Mayfair laughed.