The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife

Tong Lele kept crying.

He even went on a hunger strike.

Steward Feng was worried that something might happen, so he said to Mo Qijue, "Master, the young master has been crying for a day and hasn't eaten, so go and coax him."

Mo Qijue was flipping through the documents, motionless, and said faintly, "Let him go, if you are tired of crying, you will know you are wrong."

I can still hear the cry.

Is this child tired after crying for a day?

My voice is hoarse, can I still cry?

"Master, you are really cruel! He is just a five-year-old child!"

Steward Feng couldn't really see it, "No matter who his biological mother is, but in any case, half of your blood is flowing on him, right?"

Mo Qijue picked up the bronzing pen and signed his name.

"Why, do you want to be punished for him?" Mo Qijue's voice was cold, without a trace of warmth. "Since you feel so sorry for that woman's child, you can take him to see her now."

"Master..."

Steward Feng felt the young master's anger.

That kind of anger suppressed in the body.

Mo Qijue's eyes were cold, and Tong Jiumo's information appeared in his mind.

One child is unmarried.

Is this woman just giving birth to a man?

Actually let his son have a half brother and sister.

What a shame!

"Housekeeper, under arrangement, I will move out tomorrow, and Mo Lisi will hand it over to you for strict supervision."

Mo Qijue closed the document, got up, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes, master."

Steward Feng froze for a moment, and suddenly understood what the young master meant.

Mo Qijue had no sleep all night and couldn't concentrate on work.

Tong Jiumo is all thinking about it!

damn it!

How could he care so much about a woman with a sinister heart?

And...what the **** is thinking in his mind?

It is actually an indescribable picture of her and other men!

"Woo-"

There was a whimper.

Interrupted Mo Qijue's thoughts.

Hearing the sound, he paused, then got up, walked outside, he opened the door and walked into Mo Lisi's room.

Turning on the light at the door, relying on the dim light, he walked to the bed and saw the tears on Tong Lele's cheek.

Tong Lele sleeps with a doll on his side.

There was a whimper in the mouth from time to time.

I cried and smoked.

Talking carefully.

Mo Qijue held his breath and listened.

But Wen Tong Lele said, "Mommy, I want Mommy, Mommy, don't leave the baby alone, the baby is afraid..."

"I miss Mommy's taste, I miss Mommy's dishes, I miss Mommy..."

Mo Qijue heard clearly, his face darkened.

Without getting angry, he stepped forward and grabbed Tong Lele to wake up, "I don't want to sleep well, what are you talking about?"

Tong Lele was suddenly frightened by the cold anger on the man in front of him, and cried out.

While crying, he called for Mommy.

"Don't cry, cry again and punish you not to sleep!" Mo Qijue was upset.

While listening to his son yelling for Mommy, he was worried for a moment that the child would leave with Tong Jiumo.

He has raised a child for five years, how could he be snatched away by a woman who had never done anything to him or cared for him?

What Mo Qijue did not know was that he personally took his child home for five years, and from the moment he saw Tong Jiumo, he obediently followed her and left.

Tong Lele also confronted Mo Qijue, crying and said, "I just want to cry! I don't want daddy! It is enough to have mommy in my life!"

"Enough!" Mo Qijue's hands standing beside his legs clenched into fists tightly.