My Third Gentleman

Chapter 815 Yisheng Mother (2)

And he could only call her sister all the time. He owed her "mother" for thirty years, and he owed himself more than thirty years.

"Mother, you are fine! You are the greatest mother in the world, and I am proud of you."

Mu Zhilan's cries stopped, and he looked at Mu Jinchen with an extremely rare gaffe, "Chen'er, what did you call me just now?"

Mu Jinchen held Mu Zhilan's hands, the burly and stalwart man's deep eyes looked at his mother nicely, and the mellow voice that was as old as a good wine spit out a voice that sounded like natural in Mu Zhilan's ears. Called, "Mother!"

Mu Zhilan fell into her son’s arms and wept bitterly. There are not many mothers in this world who can understand the feeling of listening to her son calling me my sister every day. She thought it would be impossible to hear her elder son calling me in her entire life. I am a mother for life.

Mu Jinchen’s emotions are well controlled, but his heart is also very excited. This is different from the mood of his mother named Xia Muxue. Over the years, he knew that Xia Muxue was his mother, and he couldn’t recognize each other when he met. No less than Xia Muxue, this kind of thinking didn't start to diminish until he became an adult and matured.

His youth and maturity are related to his character, and of course his encounters.

Wushuang came in with Mu Baichuan in his arms and looked at this scene, and was a little surprised at the moment.

Mu Zhilan held Mu Jinchen in his arms and cried so much. Mu Jinchen's mood was also a rare and extremely fluctuating. Together with those deep eyes, they were scary red. Wushuang was really scared. I don't know how to respond. What happened, seeing her Mr. Mu look so sad, her heart was sour.

"What happened?" The voice was a little choked, and the tears were also "Papa..." All of a sudden, she could feel Mu Jinchen's emotions, although she did not know why his eyes were so sad. In short, she was sad to look at that look.

"Well, why are you crying properly? I made Shuangshuang cry too..."

Wushuang realized that he was crying.

Mu Baichuan sighed lightly. He knew what had happened. He naturally knew what had happened, but Wushuang didn't know it. This kind of thing would not be clear for a while, and he felt sad.

Only then did Mu Jinchen help Mu Zhilan up.

Looking up again, Mu Zhilan was smiling like a flower, holding a silk scarf and wiping his tears, and seeing Wushuang's reddish eyes, his heart was warm again, "Look at Wushuang silly boy, why are you crying with me? Point low, nothing is wrong."

Seeing that Mu Zhilan's emotions calmed down, Mu Jinchen hugged her shoulders again and shouted "Grandpa" before he got up and walked towards Wushuang.

Mu Jinchen sighed softly, the women in the family were so gentle that it was heartbreaking, Mu Zhilan, and Wushuang, they were all made of water.

The man's heart changed into another kind of slight pain, he hugged the little woman, rubbed her arm a few times, kissed the top of her hair, and whispered, "Silly girl."

Wushuang was a little embarrassed, she couldn't say that she shed tears when she saw her man's jealous, she had to let the man hold her, her head hanging down and not talking.

Not wanting to let this atmosphere continue, Mu Baichuan changed the subject, "Chen'er, I just heard Shuangshuang talk in detail about the Xia family, and I also talked to Jingshan on the phone. It will not be easy for him. It’s okay to help."

(End of this chapter)