1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  She frowned: "This, shall I eat it myself?"

   "Nonsense!" Mo Shaochen scolded her, "How are you using your chopsticks now?"

   "But you..." She didn't want him to feed her, which was too much. . . . . .

   "Could it be possible that you want to be kind to me?" Mo Shaochen sighed, "Qingyu, it turned out that you took care of him, but now..."

  She stopped talking. Enen is only four years old, and it would be great if she could eat by herself. How could she let him feed her?

   And Mu Mama, it is even more impossible.

  In her mind, a shadow suddenly flashed—Leng Yunlin.

  Recalling that time, her throat was cut, and he also personally fed her a few mouthfuls of food. He also gently coaxed her, pampered her, and held her in his hands.

  If she hadn't felt his kindness, she wouldn't have fallen deeper and deeper into his tenderness.

  But in the end, she discovered that this was just a boring game for him!

  He didn't like her, but it was because he didn't give him a good face at the beginning, which aroused his desire to conquer. He lied to her with those gentle and charming words, and those countless movements. The purpose is to win her heart.

   When she really falls in love with her, she kicks her away, and maybe she will show off to other friends triumphantly: Look, this Mu Qingyu is no big deal, right? As soon as I make a move, isn't it easy to catch?

  He doesn't love her at all, maybe he looks at her struggling in pain, with tenderness on the surface, not sure how to laugh at her in his heart!

   Suddenly, something touched her lips, and then, a tangy fragrance lingered. When she lowered her head, she saw the porridge with preserved egg and lean pork on the small spoon. On the white rice grains, there was a small piece of preserved egg and some shredded pork.

   "Open your mouth." She raised her head, feeling as if Leng Yunlin's voice was in her ears in a trance. Without even thinking about it, I opened my mouth slightly, and the salty aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge rushed into my mouth, warmly swirling on the tip of my tongue.

   "Eat, what are you looking at me for?" Mo Shaochen looked at her suspiciously. In the past few months, she was pregnant, but she didn't see much fat.

   It was still that slap-sized face, and even because of this incident, it added a bit of weakness.

  He has seen a woman who is six or seven months pregnant, her stomach is as big as a blown balloon, and she has gained weight for several rounds. And Mu Qingyu didn't really have much flesh on her body except for the slight bulge of her stomach. Usually wrapped in a coat, you can't even tell that she is pregnant.

   It seems that she doesn't have any mood swings, but who can tell? Being ruthlessly dumped by Leng Yunlin, bearing the accusations of the media and the public, and living here alone with a child, no matter how good your mentality is, it will be smoothed out by such a blow, right?

  But she was very stubborn and refused to let him help. He disappeared without a sound a few months ago, and there is no news at all. During these days, he ran in both Yancheng and Xiangcheng, and almost searched for all the places where she might be hiding. If he hadn't found a classmate who was in charge of student records in n university later, and forcibly dug out her enrollment registration to find out her address in high school, I'm afraid, she is still outside now, spinning around!

   It's been a few months and he hasn't gained a few kilos. Today, the first time he met him, his heart trembled! If Mu Qingyu really went because of salvation, then him. . . . . .