Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
In the Mo family, everything was as usual.
The family was still full of children’s laughter.
It was now in the evening. The cooks were preparing dinner, the servants were cleaning the house, the two nannies were taking care of the children, while Li Qin was watching TV in the living room.
Yuanyuan and Yeye were already two years old, who had grown taller, smarter and naughtier as well.
Though Yuanyuan was born four weeks later than Yeye, yet he seemed to be taller.
Both children were sitting on a small stool. With a watercolor pen in their hands, they drew on the paper what the tutor taught them, circles and triangles, the simplest lines.
Yuanyuan scribbled down three small circles and four triangles, the shape of which was 60% similar. As for Yeye, he simply scribbled casually on the paper and no one knew what he was drawing.
After a while, hearing the sound of a car outside the door, they cast their pens aside.
“Dad…” The two children called at the same time.
Soon, however, they found something was wrong. Dad’s car was black, but this car was white.
Yuanyuan stood at the door, staring at the car he was unfamiliar with. Due to the rain, he did not rush out, simply looking at the people coming down from the car.
There were two tall uncles in black.
He seemed to have a slight impression of the two uncles, but could not remember at all.
As for Yeye, he did not know these two uncles at all. He appeared a little afraid and hid behind Yuanyuan. He pulled Yuanyuan’s clothes and stared straight at the two people coming in.
Wang Juan, the nanny, was surprised upon seeing the person coming toward the door. She immediately went to the two children’s side and held one child in each hand, as if afraid that the two people would hurt the children.
“What are you doing here?” She asked in puzzle. One of the men, she knew was Ye Hao, the adoptive father of Yuanyuan and the oldest son in Ye family. But what was he coming here for?
Didn’t he regard Mr. Mo as an enemy and hate his guts?
Ye Hao stood at the door, seeming a little cold and lonely in black. He looked at Yuanyuan who was held by the nanny not too far away. As if pricked by the needle, he felt an inexplicable pain in his eyes.
This kid had grown so tall, looking much stronger than he was a few months ago.
“Yuanyuan…” He waved at Yuanyuan, wanting Yuanyuan to come closer to him, just like half a year ago.
However, Yuanyuan just stood still there, looking at Ye Hao as well. He blinked his round eyes but did not call dad as before, nor did he call him uncle. He just watched without speaking, his little hands tugging his clothes.
Obviously, he no longer knew his former father and forgot that he was once beaten by him as well. Only two years old, he had limited memory and could no longer remembered what happened more than four months ago.
Ye Hao’s hand was stiff in midair. At this moment, he could feel the pain coming from his heart. The fact that Yuanyuan did not know him made him feel very sad inexplicably.
The child was not afraid of him and did not call him, because he did not remember him.
The nanny took the two children to the living room.
Soon Li Qin and Wu Xiaomin, who were cleaning, came out.
When she saw the man at the door, Li Qin’s face was pulled down with apparent disgust in her eyes.
“What are you doing here?” She shouted directly at Ye Hao.