Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 829 Wife, You Forgive Me...

After years of unremitting efforts, Mu Qianfan and Jian Zihang have achieved excellent results not only in their studies, but also in combat and marksmanship.

Not to mention Mo Zixiang, even the current Mu Qinghan has some difficulty dealing with the two brothers at the same time, and if he is not careful, he will be at a disadvantage.

Mo Zixiang was anxious, and waved his hand, "Go, go, I know you are here to see me, but I don't know that you are here to piss me off!"

As soon as the little angel came in, he saw the scene of Mo Zixiang waving to Mu Qianfan, and when he heard the words, he asked unhappily, "Daddy, why did you let Brother Qianfan and the others go!"

Following the little angel, Ling Xiaoyue, who was carrying a thermos in her hand, also said with a cold face: "How old is he, and he cares about a child."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiaoyue looked at Mu Qianfan with gentle eyes, "Qianfan, are you okay? Just play here for a while, and the godmother will take you back later."

Mu Qianfan smiled and shook his head, "Godmother, I'm fine."

With that said, Mu Qianfan walked up to Mo Zixiang and looked down at him, "Uncle Mo, you're not in good health now, so it's better not to get angry."

Mo Zixiang gritted his teeth for a while, and when he saw Ling Xiaoyue's eyes, he said in seconds: "Thank you Qian Fan, Uncle Mo will pay attention!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Zixiang looked at the little angel with loving eyes, and said softly, "Angel, come, come to Daddy!"

Ever since he found out that the little angel was really his own daughter yesterday, Mo Zixiang had been extremely excited, and this excitement has not shown any signs of subsiding until now.

The little angel obediently walked over to Mo Zixiang, "Daddy..."

"Hey..." Mo Zixiang responded, looking at the little angel with doting eyes, "Angel, tell Daddy, you already knew Daddy is your real Daddy?"

The reason for asking this question is because of what Jian Zihang said before.

The little angel turned to look at the twins, then looked at Ling Xiaoyue who was looking at herself, obviously also looking forward to her answer, then looked at Mo Zixiang again, nodded, "I guessed it, but I haven't been sure yet. "

Then, the little angel began to describe in detail the process of her own guessing and verification.

"Before I came back to Jiangcheng, the little angel got a piece of news from the beautiful aunt. Mommy didn't come back to Jiangcheng, it seemed that she was hiding from someone."

"After returning to Jiangcheng, I learned from my twin brother that my uncle is actually Mommy's first love, and it is very likely that he is the person Mommy has been thinking about all the time."

"Later, when getting along with uncle, although Mommy always had a cold face, Mommy treated uncle differently from others."

"That feeling is very strange, as if the little angel wants a beloved toy, but deliberately ignores that toy for some reason, and doesn't let his eyes stay on that toy..."

Hearing what the little angel said, Mo Zixiang looked at Ling Xiaoyue with burning eyes in an instant.

He knew that Yueyue had never forgotten him, and his Yueyue loved him deeply just like him!

Under the scrutiny of Mo Zixiang's scorching eyes, Ling Xiaoyue's eyes had nowhere to rest, and her cheeks blushed involuntarily.

"Cough!" Ling Xiaoyue coughed, looked at the little angel with gentle eyes, and said softly: "Angel, aren't we here to deliver food? You..."

After a pause, Ling Xiaoyue finally admitted Mo Zixiang's identity and said, "Your father must be hungry."

Mo Zixiang was very excited, "Honey, you forgive me..."

Ling Xiaoyue glared at Mo Zixiang, interrupted him and said, "What are you barking about? I'm not your wife!"

"Okay, okay, you're not." Mo Zixiang responded with a good temper, and then muttered: "But it will be soon."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zixiang looked at Ling Xiaoyue eagerly, and said softly: "Yueyue, I'm not hungry yet, I still want to hear the little angel continue..."

Inexplicably, the current Mo Zixiang gave Ling Xiaoyue a feeling that he was acting like a baby to her.

Ling Xiaoyue had no choice but to put the thermos on the side of the bed.

There was a warm smile on Mo Zixiang's handsome face, "Yueyue, you are so kind."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zixiang looked at the little angel dotingly, "My dear, go on, Daddy still wants to know more."

The little angel nodded, and continued, "I guessed that Daddy might be the little angel's biological daddy, so I asked the twin brothers about it. But their mouths are very strict, they don't answer the little angel's questions, and they always talk Change the subject when it matters."

"But the more they behave like this, the more suspicious the little angel is!" As he spoke, the little angel looked at the twins, "Later, my brother often took a detour to the park when he was sending me to school..."

"After I knew that the grandfather I saved was Daddy's Daddy, I became even more suspicious... Later, Daddy and I went to Grandpa's house and asked Grandpa many questions."

"Although Grandpa didn't tell the little angel the same key question as my brother, but the little angel still asked a lot about the past of Daddy and Mommy, and even saw photos of Daddy when he was a child from Grandpa..."

After finishing everything, the little angel concluded: "So I can almost be sure that Daddy is the little angel's daddy, but there is still a lack of some substantive evidence."

Mo Zixiang smiled, doting on the soft little angel's hair, "Angel is so smart, much smarter than Daddy."

"Daddy is also very smart, and in the little angel's heart, Daddy is the smartest and most powerful!" The little angel looked at Mo Zixiang with bright eyes, and praised him without hesitation.

"Haha..." Mo Zixiang smiled heartily, "Angel, Daddy is so happy to have such a beautiful, cute, smart and well-behaved daughter like you!"

"You two are enough!" Ling Xiaoyue interrupted with a smile.

In her bright starry eyes, the coldness and indifference that she deliberately used to pretend to be herself is long gone, replaced by warmth, enthusiasm and concern.

She just looked at Mo Zixiang like this, and then asked, "Can I eat now?"

With that said, Ling Xiaoyue sat down beside Mo Zixiang's hospital bed.

She took the thermos bucket that was placed on the bedside table before, opened it, poured out a bowl of chicken soup that had been simmered for several hours, and handed it to Mo Zixiang, "Now, eat all of this."

"Yes, Daddy, you must eat them all." The little angel interjected, winking at Mo Zixiang, "Mummy made this for you specially, and it has been boiled for hours."

Mo Zixiang's wicked peach blossom eyes were bright.

He stretched out his big slender hand, and instead of picking up the soup bowl Ling Xiaoyue was holding, he grabbed Ling Xiaoyue's hand, "Yueyue, thank you for your hard work."

Ling Xiaoyue said angrily: "Drink the soup!"

(End of this chapter)