The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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"Wow, there is still here, there is still!"

"Baby, pick it up ..."

The people downstairs were crazy, one by one, can't wait for how many hands they had. This way you can grab more.

Some residents found nearby also ran over, and the speed was like a 100-meter race.

In less than ten minutes, the money was wiped out. The people who picked up the money smiled at each other, they shouldn't be too cool, they almost picked up thousands of them.

"Boss, come again, come again!" They beckoned upstairs, and although they didn't know who the money was, they knew that there was a stupid B who had a lot of stupid money.

Mo Yixuan sneered and spit out a thick smoke ring.

A face that had always been cold was filled with irony at the moment.

He thought that those who picked up his money would be very happy. Yeah, he was the only one who was unhappy.

And he was unhappy because he asked for it.

The phone rang a few times at this time. He took it out and saw that it was a message from his mother—

"Son, Happy New Year! Eat alone at home, take care of yourself, Mom misses you!"

Behind are more than a dozen photos, including a photo of his mother and aunt and uncle, as well as a few gourmet photos, of course the most is a picture of his baby son.

Behind the photo is a small video.

He clicked and watched a video of his mother coaxing the child.

"Come, little sister-in-law, and say happy new year to dad!"

Mo Yan in the video is wearing a newly bought small cotton jacket, a round top hat, a round face, although not a good-looking child, but at this time is still pretty cute.

Mo Yixuan raised his lips slightly, and finally a little smile on his indifferent face. Only when he saw his child did he have the joy from his heart.

He saved the children's photos in the mobile phone album, and there were hundreds of photos in the album, which were basically pictures of the children.

He wanted how good it was that this child was Yan Yansheng, so that they would not divorce, and their family would live a life of harmony and beauty, and they would be happy to be old, let alone in such a day.

--Are you ok?

Mo Yixuan once again entered a message and sent it to the number he had long remembered in his heart. After staring at him, he almost stared at the phone screen.

It is also expected that she will reply, even if it is the same as the previous scolding him.

In the ward, He Xiyan was lying in bed, and Ye Hao went home to pick up things. She was alone in this room.

When she heard the phone ring, she rolled over and reached out to fetch the phone from the nightstand.

At first glance, it seemed to be a short message of greeting, but when she saw the number above, her eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Although she didn't save the number, she was very impressed.

She read the mobile phone information again, and after reading her heart was tight, she felt uncomfortable, like being bitten by a bug.

She thought for a moment, but could only sigh slightly, and then chose not to reply to delete the message.

But after a few minutes, the phone rang again, still the same number.

——Yan Yan, don't you hate me so don't return me? Sorry, I haven't treated you well in the past.

He Xiyan was helpless, and a heartbeat was a bit chaotic. Such words seemed to sting her eyes and make the corners of her eyes panic. She bit her lips tightly and could not tell what it was like.

And this time she finally opened the input box and typed a few lines on it: