Chapter 11: After the storm

a hotel room
Gu Yan quietly lying on the white bed, Wu Gang forked and stood at the bed and looked at the doctor to check the injury for Gu Yan.
The doctor examined the wound on Gu Yan's head. After a while, he turned and said to Wu Gang: "She is fine, although her head is bleeding, but it has stopped. I will wrap her wound on her head and it will be fine. You I have to explain her wounds in the past few days."
Wu Gang yawned and listened to the doctor's words and answered the sound.
He took out his mobile phone and wanted to report the situation, but he saw the message from : Prepare a suit for her.
Wow, I have to prepare a set of clothes. What happened to her and her at Nanfeng Hotel? It really made him want to fly, clothes, and women fainted. Normal people would think about it.
Wu Gang shook his head and dialed the phone number of to report to him what the doctor had told him.
Wen's Group President's Office
Wen Yunfeng put together the last document of today, pinched his nose, closed his eyes and raised his eyes for a while, looked at the left-hand watch, it was already 9:30 in the evening, he picked up the phone and found no special information on the phone. It seems that nothing happened tonight.
He snorted and stood up and walked outside with a jacket hanging from the back of the chair.
Sitting in his own car, Wen Yunfeng picked up his mobile phone to find the latest new love, let her wait for him at the hotel, he will go home and change clothes before going over.
A Lamborghini slowly entered a community and parked next to a three-story villa.
Mo Yichen opened the door and got out of the car and walked into his villa. He just walked to the door and heard the cry of the child from the room. He was anxious. He pushed the door and went in. I saw the babysitter holding a The two-year-old boy kept squatting, but the little guy’s crying didn’t stop, crying and crying with a few coughs, and he knew it was crying for a long time.
The babysitter saw him rushing over. "Sir, I don't know that the child has been crying tonight. I don't even want to drink milk tonight. I don't know what it is for?" The babysitter was anxious, and she was afraid that she would blame her for taking care of her children. But she doesn't know what is the child?
"Give me the child, go down first, bring a cup of milk, I will take care of him."
When the nanny heard the words of Mo Yichen, he let out a sigh of relief and quickly handed him the little doll in his arms and went into the kitchen.
Mo Yichen took the child and was very skilled in holding the child. He looked at the two-year-old son in his arms and cried, his face was red. Suddenly distressed.
"What's wrong? How have you been crying? I am coming back, I want to squat, I am late when I come back today, so I cried, don't you cry, don't cry, don't you come back? ?" Mo Yichen whispered softly.
The little guy smelled the smell of Mo Yichen's body, and stretched out his small hands to hug the neck of Mo Yichen. He heard Mo Yichen screaming at him, and the cry stopped slowly.
Mo Yichen held this little soft body, holding it in his left hand, and gently patted the little guy's back with his right hand.
The nanny took the washed milk, and Mo Yichen sat on the sofa in the living room with the little guy in the living room, and hugged the little one on his lap. The little guy immediately buried the warmth of Mo Yichen. Embrace, Mo Yichen fixed his posture and reached out to pick up the milk.
The little guy turned to look at the milk that swayed in the hands of Mo Yichen. When he cried, he found that he was really hungry, so he looked at Mo Yichen with his big round eyes.
Mo Yichen looked at the little guy and knew that he wanted to drink milk. He patted him on the back. He just had to wait until he had finished crying and then gave him milk to prevent him from being picked up.
After a while, Mo Yichen took the milk in his hand to the little guy. The little guy reached out and took it to his mouth. After telling the babysitter to go down, Mo Yichen held the little guy and quietly enjoyed only them. The time of the father and son.
Mo Yichen watched his son drink milk, and his eyes returned to two years ago.
Two years ago, after he took the little guy back, he didn't immediately return to the Moh Mansion, but bought the villa and placed the guy here. Every day he will finish the business as soon as possible, and then come here to accompany him.
He didn't want to give him to his mother. He didn't want the little guy to suffer some inexplicable gaze. This is his son. Although there is no mother, it is enough to have him. He will give the little guy the best.
In the past two years, I have been learning how to be a good father. Everything that the little guy has when he is there will not be a fake hand, but he has to work during the day, there is no way to bring him around, he has to hand him over to trust. Babysitter. But as soon as he returns home, the little guy belongs to him, this is his son.
Looking at his son's red face, Mo Yichen smiled, such a cute child is his son, his bones, this world is unique, he never thought about children before, if not
The little guy quickly finished drinking the milk, took the milk out of his mouth, and stared at Mo Yichen with his big eyes.
Mo Yichen was teased by his big round eyes: "You, really like a little girl, there is no boy's discouragement."
The little guy couldn't understand the fun of Mo Yichen. He let go of the milk in his hand. He was very lazy at the moment when he finished the milk. He turned his body to the ground.
Mo Yichen knew that he had started to sleep after drinking milk, stood up and picked up the little guy and walked to his room.
The little guy and he live in two adjacent rooms, so that he can always know the movement of the little guy.
Entering the room, the room belonging to the little guy was arranged very cartoon, this is Wu Ganggan.
Mo Yichen held the little guy for a while and finally gave him a nap. He gently put the little guy in his cradle, saying it was a cradle, but surrounded by small wooden railings, the little guy was still small, although he was two years old, but still a small child of the same age.
Seeing the tears on the little guy's face, Mo Yichen walked into the toilet and took a towel, turned on the water heater, and adjusted the water temperature to wet the towel.
Then came out and gently wiped the little guy's face clean.
Looking at the little face that the little guy was asleep, Mo Yichen’s hand gently touched the tender face of the little one.
In fact, the little guy's small face outline, eyes and small mouth like a woman, the well-behaved little guy kept crying tonight, probably it was sensed that Gu Yan was almost bullied tonight?
This kind of thing is really wonderful. The mother is bullied, the son is bitter, when is he happening, the little guy will be like today.