You Are My Unforgettable Love

At this moment, Mo Hai felt like a joke.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Zhi, but he was tangled again, and for a while he didn't know what to do with the son.

Even if he is stupid and wants to kill himself, the parents in this world will always be like this, and will have infinite tolerance for his son.

What he has just done can constitute intentional homicide. If he reports to the police, Mo Zhi's second half of his life will definitely be over.

Although he hated him, although he hated Mo Zhi at this moment to the extreme, Mo Hai still didn't want to do it so absolutely.

It was easy to watch him grow up from a young age, not to abandon it.

So Mo Hai just waved his hand, "Take him out and lock him in the nanny room. Without my permission, he can't be released!"

"Yes, sir."

The housekeeper responded, then turned his head, held Mori, and twisted and took him out.

For a time, he was alone in the study.

Mo Hai lowered his head and stared at the divorce agreements.

He sat down anxiously, and suddenly felt very weak.

Then he picked up the copy of the divorce agreement that was held in his hands and led to a crumpled divorce agreement. Looking at the content above, the phone suddenly rang.

When he answered, he heard Li Shu's voice opposite, "Did you sign the divorce agreement?"

Mo Hai's eyes fell on the agreement, "Signed."

"Okay, I'll arrange for my lawyer to come pick it up."

"No," Mo Hai replied, "I'll send it to you."

Li Shu's voice was indifferent. "No trouble, I ..."

"Li Shu." Mo Hai interrupted her suddenly. "Even if we are going to divorce, can't we sit down and discuss them together? Are you going to see me forever?"

The opposite Li Shu tangled and paused before he said, "Okay, you can come tonight."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Hai stood up, carrying the divorce agreement, walked around the room, and finally went out.

It is morning, and there are still a few hours before evening.

But Mo Hai couldn't stay at home irritably, especially when Mo Zhi was locked up in the nanny's room, but he always yelled at the doorway, yelling his energy.

Mo Hai simply drove out and went directly to the door of Mo Xicheng's villa.

He just parked the car outside, leaned on the side of the road, then lit a cigarette in the car, took a hard breath, the smell of the cigarette stimulated him directly.

He coughed, coughed, his coughing face was red, his eyes were red, his tears filled his eyes.

But instead he burst into tears, instead raising his head, he turned back.

What about a man in his fifties crying?

Don't you think it's a shame?

Telling himself like this, Mo Hai finally calmed down.

He turned his head, looking at the divorce agreement placed in the front passenger seat, and then turned his head again, looking forward, and seemed to be able to see the Lishu in it through the door.

It seems that only by staying here can I feel a little calmer.

When I first thought of it, I suddenly saw that the door of the villa suddenly opened, and Li Shu stepped out step by step and came directly to the door.

The steps she took step by step, elegant and beautiful, do not know why, suddenly made Mo Hai think of their past when they were young.