Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

It is said that the three people in the ward have their own duties, basically no conversation, the air is very quiet, no one knows what to say, can only sneak a peek at what other people are doing.

After Chen Hao cleaned the apples, she seriously cut the fruit on the sidelines. I looked at what Li Yunhong and Mo Yichen were doing from time to time. Although the ward space was not very narrow, she felt some depression and felt very good. Awkward, not strong.

Li Yunhong was in front of the bed, watching the weak rumors, tears in his distressed eyes, and ignored what others were doing. She stunned her every move, for fear of another episode.

The mobile phone in the trouser pocket kept vibrating, and Mo Yichen took out the mobile phone and watched the assistant's phone. He wanted to hang up immediately and take care of the sick speech.

But when you think about it carefully, the assistant will usually call him when he is in a hurry. It must be something big happening in the company, and he will be anxious to consult him what to do.

"Hey, what's wrong, what happened?" Mo Yichen walked to the end of the hospital corridor, with a hand in his pocket, standing straight in the hallway lens, watching the birds flying over the window.

"Ink, the grandmother of Wen Yunfeng came to our company and clamored to see you."

"I told her that you have a very important meeting and you don't have time to meet her. But she insists that I will wait for you to come out and refuse to go."

"This noisy, noisy, everyone in the company knows, I have arranged her in the reception room, you see, you will not come back"

At the company's stairway, the assistant carefully called Mo Yichen to make a phone call. He lowered his tone and held the phone in one hand. He was afraid of being heard by people passing by. He passed to some ears that should not be heard, but the big thing was not good. .

"Okay, I know, you should calm her first."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yichen went to the hospital restaurant to give Li Yunhong a lunch. Although the hospital's meal is not better than the outside, it is definitely clean and healthy.

"Mom, I will give you some food at the restaurant. Let's eat some, put the rice here."

Mo Yichen lifted the handbag in his hand and showed them to them, then placed them on the cabinet in front of the bed and urged them to eat soon.

"Ranging, you feel better." Mo Yichen leaned over and touched the forehead of the rhetoric.

"Dad, I am much better." I heard that my father came, very happy, and stared at Mo Yichen.

"Ranging, Dad will help you get up and have some food, okay?"

"Dad, I am not hungry, I don't want to eat."

The rumor turned his cheek to the side away from Mo Yichen, licking his own ear and picking up his little mouth.

"Listen to Dad's words, let's eat less, the body is the most important, you don't eat, how can you get sick?" Mo Yichen's tone is more gentle, and the screams are like a little princess.

"Ranging, what do you want to eat, Auntie to buy it for you, okay?" Chen Yan saw the words refrain from eating anything, and turned his body to the back of Mo Yichen, frowning and playing with a small temper.

"I want to eat ice cream, I want to eat ice cream." The black scorpion immediately sheds light, and looks at Chen Hao with a look of hope. Chen Zhen feels embarrassed.

"Why are you so disobedient, you are not obedient, and I am careful to beat you." Mo Yichen saw that the rhetoric was not finished, and he refused to eat, and he was so upset that he reached out and beat his little ass.

Oh... ah... oh...

The screams on the bed saw that Mo Yichen, who had always been addicted to himself, suddenly became very violent and burst into tears.

"Dad, don't love me." The voice whispered and whispered, the voice was more hoarse, the tears had wet a large sheet of sheets, and the nose and tears were together, stupid and unclear.

"What are you doing here, what kind of fire is rushing to your child?" Li Yunhong quickly hugged the rumor in his arms and held it tightly.

Originally just scared and scared, Mo Yichen did not think that the rhetoric could not help but be scared. He was crying, his voice was sharp, and his eardrum was stabbed. His mood began to become irritated, and the gas in his stomach was inexplicable.

"Mom, what are you doing, this rumor is to spoil him. You see what he is saying now, not listening, too self-willed."

Mo Yichen pulled the voice of Li Yunhong's arms and tried to pull him out.

"You can say it right, what fire is it, such a small child is sick again, why are you suffering?"

Li Yunhong slammed the hand of Mo Yichen, who was screaming at the sleeves, and took his hand out of the body of the rhetoric. Li Yunhong has always loved rumors, like a treasure in the palm of his hand, and his eyes are more tolerant of sand. No one can make his baby grandson aggrieved.

"Ranging, don't cry, you listen to the aunt's words, let's eat the rice first. After the ice cream, the aunt will buy you a good one." Chen Yan screamed constantly crying.

Chen Hao is also confused about why this father and son are in trouble. Like the two, they all have the same temper, and the things that have been identified are crying and shouting.

Hearing Chen Hao, nodded, he was also frightened by the attitude of Mo Yichen. Mo Yichen never confronted him like this. He used to say what he wanted. Mo Yichen is spending more money. I have to buy him back. This is the first time that Mo Yichen has refused him so ruthlessly, and even reached out and beat him.

Poor rhetoric can only endure the tears that continue to flow in the eyes, and the grievances are fulfilled. Watching the serious Mo Yichen on the side, the little whisper was extremely scared. Under the persuasion of Li Yunhong and Chen Yu, I reluctantly agreed to have lunch first, and when the disease was completely good, I went to eat ice cream.

The rhetoric kept twitching and did not dare to rebut the words of Mo Yichen.

"Ranging, don't be afraid, let's eat, let's ignore your father." Li Yunhong stunned the angry Mo Yichen.

Poor Mo Yichen was thus separated by three of them...

Li Yunhong and Chen Yuan tweeted the little remarks after eating lunch, told him a joke, and calmed him to take a nap.

The ward finally calmed down. Mo Yichen sighed long and sighed. His temper was getting more and more smashed. His side really needed a person to educate him. Such a small child needs both maternal love and fatherly love so that he can grow stronger, be happy and grow healthily.

"Yi Chen, don't you lie here anymore, go eat some food."

"In the morning, the call was made by the assistant. You haven't been to the company for a long time. There are a lot of things waiting for you to deal with in the company. Don't delay the important things. Go to the company in the afternoon. We take care of him here."

Li Yunhong knows that in the past few days, Mo Yunchen has been busy because of the rumor, and he is indeed exhausted and does not blame him. Now she is both a distressed son and a distressed grandson.