Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Before, every time I hid behind the curtains to peek at Yuntian's happiness, now it all turned into suffering.

Lan Ting gritted his teeth, grabbed the vase on the side table and slammed it down on the ground.

Although Mo Xiaoyan didn't fully believe her words now, Yun Tian was her only son, and no mother could tolerate her son being treated like other women.

Even if she doesn't believe it now, at least the seeds of doubt have been planted in her heart.

As long as there is doubt and suspicion, she will have a chance.

He glared bitterly at the back of Xia Xing opposite, and stretched out his hand to grab the curtain and tightened it tightly.

In the bedroom opposite Yuntian, Xia Xing inexplicably felt a chill behind him, and turned his head and glanced out of the balcony.

Through the glass door of the balcony, I just saw the opposite room. The curtain was closed tightly, and the warm light was shining through the curtain, and it happened to face Yuntian's room.

"What's wrong?" Yuntian asked, squeezing her chin.

"It's nothing, it just feels like it's windy, a bit cold." Xia Xing shook his head.

Yuntian opened her arms and wrapped her whole in her arms, "Is it warm?"

"En." Xia Xing changed his posture in his arms with a smile.

Yun Tian smiled, "So, are you asking for a hug?"

"Narcissism, I'm not so naive." Xia Xing smiled and turned and pushed him.

"I like naivety too." Yun Tian smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to hold the person tighter.

Xia Xing leaned in his arms, just facing the opposite window, and subconsciously asked, "Who lives in the opposite room?"

It's so close, if the curtain on the opposite side is opened, you should be able to see here, but it's a good place to communicate.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately thought of something and shut his mouth.

Yuntian didn't conceal it, and directly replied, "Lanting."

"Oh." Xingxia Xing responded, and sure enough, who else could be in Yun's family who wanted to live there besides Lanting.

Yun Tian smiled, "Jealous?"

"Well, jealous she can see you every day."

This little woman is honest this time.

Yun Tian followed her gaze and glanced over there, stretched out her hand to lift her chin, and kissed it with a sneer.

The light in the opposite room went out instantly.

the other side.

After Lan Ting left, Mo Xiaoyan went to the bathroom to wash up, returned to the bedroom, and sat in front of the dressing table to wipe skin care products.

Thinking of what Lan Ting said before, his brows wrinkled.

In the entertainment industry, some actresses do everything to get ahead, so it's not uncommon for them to climb onto which man's bed.

She has seen a lot of it herself, although Lan Ting's words can't be taken seriously, but there is no reason for the holes.

She still remembers the decadent appearance when Yuntian returned to London a few years ago.

After so many years, her son finally stopped being cold-hearted, and she would never want to see her son change back to that way.

When Yun Luoying came back from the study, she happened to see her staring in the mirror in a trance.

Stepped forward to embrace her from behind, "What's the matter?"

Mo Xiaoyan wiped the skin care products on his hands and rubbed his forehead, "It's not because of Yuntian."

Yun Luoying raised her hand, placing her slender fingers on her temples and gently massaging.

"What does he have to worry about, he is such an adult."

"No matter how old it is, it's my son." Mo Xiaoyan pushed him away angrily and got up to the bed.