Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1077 Little wish, give mom a chance to love you again, brother please [1]

Mu Jingheng shouldered the responsibility on himself.

Yan Xinxin was slightly taken aback, and the corners of her eyes inevitably felt a little sore.

But she didn't quite understand what Mu Jingheng said.

"Eighteen years ago, you had an accident. When you were judged to be dead, Dad was so depressed that he even believed that you were really dead."

Mu Jingheng recalled the situation at that time, and his eyes were moist.

"If Dad could have been more sober and rational at that time, our family would not have been separated for so many years!"

Hearing what Mu Jingheng said, Yan Xinxin understood and understood.

She faintly pulled away the beautiful lip line and smiled slightly.

"Father, I don't blame you. This may be destined. If it weren't for the separation that year, I would never meet another good father. I would not let myself learn to grow in adversity and become stronger."

Yan Xinxin uttered every word, Ning Zitong was listening, her teary eyes, which were already blurred, became more blurred now.

Each of these words was like tiny needles, densely piercing her heart.

Her little princess grew up in such a difficult and shabby environment for so many years. There is only one father who treats her well, but she has two adoptive mothers and younger sisters who exclude and bully her so much.

And what about her?
But she pampered and raised the woman who framed her precious daughter and fell into the cliff. In the end, she had to believe the one-sided words of this vicious woman, and killed her own daughter, hurting her time and time again... …

In fact, how much she wanted to kneel down and atone for Yan Xinxin.

But she is her mother, and if she kneels down to her, it is not in line with emotion, reason, or law, and it will harm her instead.

"Get up."

When Ning Zitong was sobbing silently, he heard Yan Xinxin's melodious voice.

She quickly raised her eyes, looking at that graceful and beautiful little face with teary eyes.

"Master Qian, can't you hear what my wife said? Get up."

Then Mo Chuxi's cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"No matter how long you kneel, Xinxin will never forgive you."

His cold answer seemed like a wave of cold water, pouring mercilessly on Ning Zitong and Mu Shaoqian from the beginning to the end.

"Think about what you've done yourself. Kneeling down and apologizing can make people forgive me? Don't waste time. Xinxin is going home to feed her son now, so I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here."

Mo Chuxi patted Yan Xinxin's shoulder as he spoke, and looked down at her.

"Xinxin, we are home, the baby needs mom and dad."

"Ah."

Yan Xinxin nodded, suppressing the contradictory emotions in her heart, turned her face to the side, and followed Mo Chuxi's footsteps.

"Xiao Yuan, brother will no longer brazenly ask for your forgiveness."

Just as Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi took a few steps, Mu Shaoqian's remorseful voice came from behind him.

He really wanted to pretend he couldn't hear, but Mu Shaoqian's voice could still be heard clearly in his ears.

"Xiaoyuan, my brother knows that even if I die, I can't make up for the harm I have done to you. In the past six months, I can't forgive everything I have done to you. My brother has such a disease now, it is God's punishment for me. But Xiaoyuan, brother hopes you can forgive mom."

"For so many years since you left home, my brother has been living a carefree life, but my mother has never forgotten you for a day. She looks at your photos every day and reads your name. In my mother's heart, you are always her favorite. My little baby, Xiao Yuan, give mom a chance to love you again, brother please..."

(End of this chapter)