Never deeply in love

"Honey, I can understand your feelings. However, we should wait for the future and ask the child what he means." Shangguan Xiaobang said in a deep voice, "After all, she's Ming Yue's foster mother, and you can see that they seemed to have a good relationship before. I don't want to hurt the child again and make her hate us because of this."

Xuan Rouxin knew what her husband said was reasonable, but her anger was still unbearable.

"If it weren't for Ming Yue, I wouldn't have let that woman go so easily."

While the couple were talking, the servant hurried in with a complicated expression, unable to express surprise or joy. "Master, madam, miss... Miss, she's back!"

Xuan Rouxin froze, quickly regained his senses, and subconsciously blurted out, "Yingxue?" Her face lit up and she quickly got up. "Is Yingxue back?"

The servant could not help but heave a sigh of relief at her expression. Shangguan Yingxue was not the Shangguan family's biological daughter, and everyone knew about it. The maid thought the Shangguan family would never recognize this fake daughter again.

"Yes, madam, miss is right outside the door."

"What are you doing outside the door? Let her in." Xuan Rouxin was happy. Whether or not Yingxue was her biological daughter, she had always raised her own daughter. How could she let go of this affection so easily?

But when she remembered that her biological mother was Cai Shuya and that she had swapped her child for her daughter's happiness, Xuan Rouxin felt a little complicated. The footsteps that had intended to welcome her out paused, and the happy smile on her face quickly disappeared. Finally, it turned into a long sigh, and she said in a complicated mood, "Let her in."

Shangguan Xiaobang patted his wife's hand. "In any case, Yingxue is the daughter we raised."

Xuan rouxin nodded. The servant heard them say this and hurried out.

Not long after, Shangguan Yingxue came in. She entered the house with a look of apprehension, hesitation and a little timidity. Now, this is no longer her home. She was as nervous as a guest at someone else's house, afraid that they would not welcome her.

Shangguan Yingxue felt extremely sarcastic and upset. But there was no expression on her face. She looked at Shangguan Xiaobang and Xuan Rouxin pitifully, her eyes filled with tears. "Dad, mom!"

"Yingxue, you're finally willing to go home."

Shangguan Xiaobang and Xuan Rouxin's hearts softened at the sound of their parents. He was a child who had been brought up since he was a child, not to mention the fact that he had been their biological child for so many years.

But in a few short days, Shangguan Yingxue had lost a lot of weight. The clothes she was wearing were the same ones she had changed at home. He was so haggard that he didn't even put on makeup. This had never happened to Shangguan Yingxue, who had always paid great attention to appearance.

Xuan Rouxin was heartbroken, and all the discontent dissipated in an instant when he saw her. She walked towards Shangguan Yingxue and said lovingly and reproachfully, "Where have you been these days? Why haven't you been home? Do you know how worried mom and dad are about you, Jing Chen? He's looking for you everywhere."

"Mom." Shangguan yingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her parents really wouldn't want her. She pulled Xuan Rouxin's arm, but her face showed a sad expression, tears streaming out.

She cried and said, "I thought... I thought you didn't want me. I thought you didn't want me. I didn't dare go home."

The words came from the heart, not a single lie. She was indeed afraid, afraid that the Shangguan family would not want her as a daughter. She never dared to come back, but she was afraid of what she could not bear.

But now, he could finally rest assured.

Silly child, why would my parents not want you? You're a child raised by your mother." Seeing that she was crying, Xuan Rouxin felt worse and softened even more. He quickly comforted her.

"Don't say that. Just come back. Just come back." Shangguan Xiaobang was also a little excited. "Yingxue, don't think too much. As long as you are willing, you will always be the daughter of your parents."

Shangguan Yingxue was stunned, but tears were streaming down his face. He was moved. "Dad!"

She choked, Shangguan Xiaobang in her eyes, although he loved her, he was more serious. It was the first time she had ever heard him offer such gentle and loving comfort. Shangguan Yingxue was happy and at ease.

She knew how her parents, who had raised her for more than 20 years, could be taken away so easily. If she had known this, why would she have been worried and worried for so many days?

She wiped her tears and was very happy. As long as her parents' hearts were still on her side, she would have plenty of opportunities to keep them close. Thinking of Mo Xiaoran's suggestion, Shangguan Yingxue hesitated. She thought, she should think about it more.

A few days later, Mo Zihan and his mother went to the hospital with Ming Yue to take the child for vaccination. As his mother suggested, he decided to take this opportunity to take Ming Yue out for a walk.

Bai Mingyue didn't know what he was thinking, but when he offered to take the child to the hospital for a vaccination and let her go with him, she nodded and didn't refuse. The child was her own, and now he was the only person closest to her in the world.

"Ming Yue, after the injection, I'll take the baby back. You and Zi Han can walk outside. You've been staying at home all this time, so don't get sick." Sitting in the car with the child in her arms, wen lan glanced at Mo Zihan and spoke to Ming Yue.

Bai Mingyue frowned, knowing that Wen Lan was thinking for her, and that it was all good intentions, but still refused. "Mom, I still want to stay at home."

"Hey, it's such a beautiful day. Let's go for a walk. I'll take care of your children at home. You can go out without worry." Wen Lan advised.

Bai Mingyue pursed her lips, and Mo Zihan interrupted, "Mom, let's take the baby and finish the vaccination first."

This was the first time since he became a father to accompany his wife and bring his children to the hospital for injections. This feeling was very subtle. Mo Zihan put his arm around Bai Mingyue's waist and his eyes were soft.

Wen Lan said nothing but sighed in his heart. With Ming Yue like this, when will he be able to walk out?

Soon after, the car arrived at the hospital. Mo Zihan had already made an appointment with a doctor. Just as she was about to get out of the car, a call came in. Mo Zihan took out his phone and glanced at it. He hung up and didn't answer.

"Don't worry, we'll take the child to get an injection first." Mo-tse han said.

Bai Mingyue looked at him and said nothing. Wen Lan, on the other hand, got out of the car with the baby in his arms and said, "Ming Yue and I will be fine here. If you have something to do, go and do it."

"It's okay." Mo-tse han had just said that when his phone rang again, he could not help but frown.

"Mother and I will take the child inside." Bai Mingyue looked at him and said. She took the child from Wen Lan's arms. "Mom, let me hold him."

Along the way, Wen Lan held the child in his arms. Although grandma loved her grandson, she was happy no matter how tired she was. However, bai Ming Yue still understood that it would be hard for her to hold him for too long. He looked down at his son, who was rolling his eyes in his swaddling clothes. It was the first time that the little boy went out after the full moon. Bai Mingyue's lips curved and his heart softened.

"Okay, then you guys go in and get the kids injected. I'll wait for you outside." Mo-tse thought for a moment, then swiped his phone and pressed the answer button.

Bai Mingyue carried the child and turned to walk into the hospital with Wen Lan. Mo Zihan leaned against the car door and watched them enter. A look of impatience flashed across his face. "Hello, who is it?"

"Young master mo, long time no see. I'm fine."

A strange male voice came from the microphone. It was hoarse with a strange sharpness, which made people uncomfortable in their ears. There was no way to begin with that strange feeling. Mo-tse narrowed his eyes and frowned. He was sure that the voice belonged to someone he didn't know. Mo Zihan's voice froze when he didn't understand why he kept calling him.

"Who are you?" Mo-tse asked in a cold voice.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then pressed down his throat and said grimly, "Young master mo is really a noble man who forgets things. Speaking of which, I am still the first man of your woman. Why, have you forgotten me so quickly?"

Mo-tse shivered and a sharp gleam flashed through his eyes. In a flash, he thought of a man. There was a tinge of fear in his eyes. He frowned and spat out three words word by word.

"Xiao, ting, tian!"

This man actually dared to call him. A murderous look flashed across Mo Zihan's face, and his face suddenly tightened.

Xiao Tingtian smiled darkly. "Good, young master mo. Just remember me."

"Heh." Mo-tse smiled coldly. "Xiao Tingtian, since you're alive and haven't been played to death, just be smart and stop messing with people you shouldn't be messing with, understand?"

The other side of the microphone breathed a little faster, and it was obvious that the other side was already very angry. Any straight man who was thrown into a place like that would feel humiliated if he was forced to bend. After coming out, Xiao Tingtian was crazy about revenge.

He lowered his voice and smiled coldly. "Mo Zihan, do you really think you can cover the sky with your hands? I heard you and Ming Yue had a son. Congratulations. Keep an eye on your women and children. I'm always ready to greet them. Hehe!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Zihan's voice became stern and he was about to ask again when a busy tone came from the microphone and Xiao Tingtian hung up.

Mo Zihan put down his phone and stared at the number that had been called three times. The mask was frosty. At the thought of Xiao Tingtian's words, he suddenly panicked and ran to the hospital. At the same time, he made a call to Su Zhe. "Su Zhe, check my phone number and send it to you later."

After cutting off the phone, he anxiously ran past the hospital and pressed the elevator. The appointment was on the third floor, and Mo-tse han stood anxiously waiting for the elevator. The numbers kept changing and the elevator finally reached the first floor.

The man inside came out. In the middle was a nurse in a white coat and a mask. She was wiping a basket by his side. In his haste, Mo-tse glanced at the basket, which was covered with a piece of floral cloth and could not see what was inside.