Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan simply prepared a few home-cooked dishes, and cooked a bowl of crystal dumplings for his son. After doing all this, she walked up to Mo Chiwei and picked up her son.

"Get out immediately after eating, my house won't take you in."

Tang Xinyan said coldly, but when feeding her son dumplings, she was very gentle.

"Well, I promise you, I won't stay here forever."

Mo Chiwei did not refute, and picked up the chopsticks at hand, but just after eating a few mouthfuls, he heard a knock on the door.

A flash of cold light as fast as lightning flashed across Mo Chiwei's eyes.

"You feed the child, I'll open the door." Before Tang Xinyan had any reaction, Mo Chiwei had already walked out of the restaurant and came directly to the door.

Mo Chiwei opened the door, and when he saw Cheng Ziqing standing at the door with a smile on his face, the coldness on Jun's face became even colder.

"Mo Chiwei? Why are you here?" Cheng Ziqing always thought that Tang Xinyan must be the one who opened the door, but he didn't expect that it was Mo Chiwei who stood in front of him, the enemy who let her woman leave her.

Mo Chi Wei lifted his thin lips.

"Why can't it be me? Cheng Ziqing, such a deliberate woman approaching me, do you think I will be indifferent?" Mo Chiwei opened his thin lips, as if the voice picked up from the cold pool was spit out from his thin lips .

Cheng Ziqing didn't expect Mo Chiwei to enter the room now. Could Tang Xinyan forgive him?

No, it's impossible, how much Tang Xinyan hates Mo Chi, she can see it all this time.

"Xinyan, are you at home?"

Cheng Ziqing shouted suddenly.

Tang Xinyan, who was feeding his son dumplings, couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard Cheng Ziqing. He came at the right time.

Wiping the corners of her son's mouth, Tang Xinyan walked out of the restaurant.

"Xinyan, I bought your favorite Chinese food." When Cheng Ziqing saw Tang Xinyan, she immediately lifted the bag in her hand, and her face returned to her old warm smile.

"Okay, come in quickly."

Tang Xinyan said with a smile.

Cheng Ziqing passed by Mo Chiwei directly and walked directly into the room.

Is this woman so easy to let Cheng Ziqing in? Seeing the happy scene of Tang Xinyan and Cheng Ziqing chatting, Mo Chiwei's heart was full of jealousy.

"Come and eat together."

Tang Xinyan said with a smile.

Damn it, seeing Cheng Ziqing walk into the restaurant as if entering his own home, the male host's full-framed manner, made Mo Chi Wei let out a low curse.

But he still walked into the restaurant.

"Xinyan, sit down, it's all you like to eat." Cheng Ziqing put the dinners she had brought on the plate one by one, greeted Tang Xinyan with a smile.

Tang Xinyan hugged the child and sat on Cheng Ziqing, with a sweet smile on her pretty face.

"Ziqing, thank you for taking care of me and my child." Tang Xinyan sandwiched a small sweet and sour row and placed it on the plate in front of Cheng Ziqing.

Seeing that Tang Xinyan actually gave Cheng Ziqing something to eat, but completely ignored her own existence, the jealous fire in Mo Chiwei's heart instantly burned more vigorously.

"Woman, do you plan to ignore my existence like this all the time?" Mo Chiwei never thought that he was so uncomfortable.

Tang Xinyan shrugged.

"If you think I ignored you, you can leave at any time. The gate of my house won't prevent you from leaving." Tang Xinyan said with a smile, but there was no slight smile in his eyes.

"Son, dad hold."

In front of Tang Xinyan, he couldn't get the slightest bargain. Mo Chiwei directly cast his gaze on his son.

"Boy, don't go."

Looking at the baby son sitting in the baby chair, and stretched out his hands to Mo Chiwei, Tang Xinyan's eyebrows were tightly folded.

Mo Chiwei picked up his son smoothly and walked out of the restaurant.

Cheng Ziqing didn't stay for too long. After eating dinner, Tang Xinyan still issued the eviction order as usual. Although it was a bit tactful, Ziqing understood the meaning.

"Xinyan, are you going to let him stay?" Cheng Ziqing said as he walked to the door, pointing to Mo Chiwei who was holding his son in the living room.

Tang Xinyan didn't expect that Mo Chiwei would stay for such a long time, but Cheng Ziqing's attitude of the male host made Tang Xinyan really uncomfortable.

"He is Rui'er's father."

Although I don't want to admit it, this is also a fact I can't change, especially when my son sees this father, he is very happy.

"Okay, I'll go first, you can think about it yourself, don't forget, he also has a woman named Meng Baizhi." Cheng Ziqing, who finished speaking, turned and left without looking back.

"Mo Chiwei, when will you leave?"

Tang Xinyan did not close the door, but walked directly in front of Mo Chiwei, making it clear that he was driving him away.

"When the child falls asleep, I will go back. Don't you have a lot of work to translate, go to work, I will take the child, no problem."

Mo Chiwei said with a smile.

Damn, how does he know he still has a lot of work?

"Mo Chiwei, you bastard, you are investigating me again? What qualifications do you have to investigate me? We are already divorced." Tang Xinyan shouted at Mo Chiwei.

Perhaps it was too loud, and the son who had been held in his arms by Mo Chiwei suddenly burst into tears.

Realizing that her voice scared her son, Tang Xinyan was full of self-blame.

"Baby, don't cry, you are a man, and you will protect your mother when you grow up."

Just as Tang Xinyan wanted to take her son back, Yu Wen Jingqing's voice softly coaxed him.

Seeing Mo Chiwei's gentle face, his son slowly showed a smile in his arms. Tang Xinyan is really hard to imagine. Is this the overbearing king in the mall?

"Go to work, or the magazine society will urge it tomorrow."

Tang Xinyan took a deep breath.

"I'm done, you must leave."

After kissing her son's little face, Tang Xinyan returned to her room and started the job that she had to hand over to the editor the next morning.

Mo Chiwei held his son and returned to his room.

Although the room is not very big, Tang Xinyan is very cozy, with a warm atmosphere everywhere.

Tang Xinyan processed all the files when it was almost early in the morning and sent them to the editor's mailbox as quickly as possible.

Finally got it done, it was too tired.

Tang Xinyan, who had been sitting for a few hours, stood up, stretched her waist, and then walked to her son's room.

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