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

Chapter 462: He Isn’t Your Father

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Yuan Yuan leaned against the car window and stared outside intently as he continued to search for his mother, He Xiyan.

Li Qin carried her grandson tenderly and pulled out a piece of tissue from her handbag as she gently wiped the tears and snot from his tiny face.

“Yuan Yuan, be a good boy. Don’t cry. I’ll take you home now,” Li Qin tried to coax the child and gestured for Wu Xiaomin to bring over the snacks that she had brought for the child. She guessed from the way he was acting that he must be hungry.

Yuan Yuan pouted and flung the food that Li Qin gave him forcefully on the car seat. His gaze never wavered from the window as he stared hard at the people moving outside.

“Pa pa...”

He suddenly called out hoarsely and hit the car window hard with his tiny hands.

Li Qin froze for a moment and turned to look out of the window. She saw that there was a tall man getting out of the car in front and it was none other than Ye Hao.

“Pa pa...” Yuan Yuan called out with all his might as he banged on the window as hard as he could with his tiny hands. However, because he had been crying for so long, his voice had gone hoarse; thus, Ye Hao who was merely 10 meters away could not hear him.

Li Qin’s eyes narrowed and she turned pale but she quickly recovered and pulled Yuan Yuan tightly into her embrace.

“Yuan Yuan, that man isn’t your father,” she said resolutely.

Yuan Yuan wriggled a tiny hand out from her grip and smacked Li Qin’s face.

“Pa pa...” He called out once more and turned toward the car window once again.

Li Qin turned her face away in annoyance and glared at the driver as she yelled fiercely, “What are you waiting for? Start the car and take us to the airport!”

The driver twisted his head to look at her and asked in surprise, “Aren’t we waiting for Mr. Mo?”

Li Qin retorted, “Why the hell would we be waiting for him? He’s an adult and can fend for himself. He’ll find a way to go home himself.”

All she wanted to do was to bring her grandson back to Ye City as fast as she could and take him back to their home. She didn’t want to spend another second in this place.

The driver nodded and started the engine, then the car zoomed away.

He Xiyan had already stopped crying but she sat on the cold hard floor and stared blankly at the wall ahead with her swollen eyes, as though her soul had left her. She didn’t express any emotion, nor make any effort to move. She sat there motionless and stared blankly ahead like she was in a vegetative state.

Mo Yixuan brought her a cup of warm water and brought it to her lips. Then, he took off his suit jacket, placed it around her and gently stroked her back as he said, “Yan Yan, why don’t you say something?”

He was very worried when he saw how quiet she had become and didn’t know what she was thinking.

He XIyan did not even open her mouth. She didn’t speak, neither did she show any reaction to his words.

She didn’t feel thirsty nor hungry.

Mo Yixuan put down the cup in his hand and sighed. Then, he bent down once more and paused for a moment, looking at her with eyes full of remorse and guilt before he stretched out his hand and gently held her. This was when he realized that her hand felt like ice and was without any trace of warmth.

“Yan Yan, get up. Let’s go to the hospital.”

Mo Yixuan suddenly felt his heart clenched in pain and he stretched out his other hand to grab her hand, intending to pull her up to her feet when there was an angry yell from the door. “Mo Yixuan, what do you think you’re doing?”