Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Mo Yixuan stood in the corridor and he was dressed in a long black coat which made him exude a melancholic and cold vibe. He stared at the ward ahead, hoping that someone would come out.
Soon, Ah Mu who had entered to announce his arrival from the ward.
He looked impassively at Mo Yixuan and said, “Mrs. Ye hasn’t regained consciousness yet. Mr. Ye said that even if she wakes up, she wouldn’t want to see you.”
“Is she okay?” Mo Yixuan asked. His brows were knitted in a deep frown and his eyes were full of concern.
Ah Mu looked away. He did not answer that question, neither did he feel that it was necessary to give an answer.
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At the same time, Yuan Yuan was in the castle, completely unaware of what was going on and he was enjoying himself as he rode his children bicycle all over the castle, blabbering unintelligibly.
He continued playing until Qin Xiaoyu carried him off the bicycle and stroked his head.
“Yuan Yuan, let’s go to the hospital to see your mother,” Qin Xiaoyu said sorrowfully.
She had just heard the news that the judge had given custody of Yuan Yuan to the Mo family and that they would come to collect him in a week’s time.
She had practically raised Yuan Yuan, so she became a little upset at the thought that she would no longer see him and tears brimmed in her eyes.
“Aunty, don’t cry!” Yuan Yuan stretched out his small hand and wiped the tears from her eyes.
Qin Xiaoyu knew that she had lost her composure earlier and quickly pulled out several tissues to wipe her tears away. Then, she picked up Yuan Yuan once more and said, “Alright, Yuan Yuan, let’s go find your mother.”
She carried him to the car.
Fifty minutes later, she carried Yuan Yuan off the car and walked toward the doors of the hospital.
Yuan Yuan’s eyes widened in curiosity as he looked at the people walking around the hospital and looked all over the place while his hands waved about excitedly.
Qin Xiaoyu’s grip tightened on the child and she said, “Yuan Yuan, you must be good when you see your mother later. Don’t make her angry, understand?”
Qin Xiaoyu only knew that He Xiyan had fainted and was admitted to the hospital. She wasn’t even sure if He Xiyan had already regained consciousness.
Yuan Yuan nodded as though he understood her.
Then, he lay quietly in her arms and no longer fussed around.
A while later, they arrived on the sixth floor and as they walked along the corridor, Qin Xiaoyu looked at the ward number plates and kept muttering “618”.
Yuan Yuan repeated after her, “618.”
“Yuan Yuan…”
Suddenly, a few meters ahead, they heard a masculine voice exclaim in surprise.
Qin Xiaoyu turned to see He Xiyan’s ex-husband who was also Yuan Yuan’s biological father. Her grip tightened over Yuan Yuan and she eyed him warily, afraid that his man would snatch Yuan Yuan away from her.
“What are you doing here? Seven days haven’t passed yet,” Qin Xiaoyu said, displeasure clear in her voice. She found it very odd that this man was here. Did he want to take Yuan Yuan away right now?
Wasn’t he being a little too impatient?
Yuan Yuan poked his head out from Qin Xiaoyu’s arms when he heard his name being called. He looked at this unfamiliar uncle and blinked curiously.
Mo Yixuan was overcome with emotion. He couldn’t help but take a few steps closer and his eyes never left Yuan Yuan who was in Qin Xiaoyu’s arms.