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"Brother, even if you are unhappy, I have to say, maybe An Xiaoxiao has forgotten you long ago, maybe she..."

"You are not allowed to say that about An An, even if you are my sister."

Jun Mohan's handsome face was covered with ashes, and his eyes glared at Jun Mingyan.

Hearing his words, her face changed slightly, and she clenched the hands hanging on both sides of her body, trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

"Brother Chengxuan, how is my eldest brother?"

"It's okay, but next time, it's hard to say."

After Gu Chengxuan said this, he looked at Jun Mohan with a straight face, "If you really want to meet An An, take good care of your body, otherwise, I'm really afraid that you will die until she comes back."

What Jun Mohan cared most about was An Xiaoxiao, and if she was used as an excuse, it would definitely be fine. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jun Mohan nodded, "I will pay attention."

Although Jun Mingyan was very angry, when he heard Jun Mohan say this, his whole heart was relieved.

"Xiao Yan, there will be a charity party in a few days, you should prepare."

"Yes, brother."

Jun Mingyan's face was full of joy, the depression just now was swept away, as long as she could be with him, she didn't care about her status.

Seeing Jun Mingyan's expression from the corner of his eyes, Gu Chengxuan frowned, and then left here without a word.

Jun Mohan calmed down a bit, and there was no major problem with his body. He stood up and returned to the bedroom.

In the wedding photo, An An smiled so brightly, snuggling up happily in his arms, but now he is the only one in the big bedroom, and An An has been away for four years.

Lying on the bed where he slept with An An, Jun Mohan didn't feel sleepy at all, and there was only deep sadness in his dark eyes.

Only at night did he take off all his disguise and miss An Xiaoxiao with all of himself.

The silver-white light on the fingertips looked particularly beautiful under the light. Jun Mohan stared closely at his wedding ring, his eyes were scarlet, and said in a hoarse voice: "An'an, I miss you."

Country A, in the apartment.

"Jun Mohan."

Shouting these words, An Xiaoxiao woke up from her sleep, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her eyes were full of worry.

Turning around, she saw clearly the environment she was in, and the corner of her mouth raised a bit of bitterness, why did she dream of him again.

It seems that after coming here, every week, she would dream of Jun Mohan, thinking of that cruel and domineering man, An Xiaoxiao hugged her arm.

Looking at the quilt helplessly, the bits and pieces of the two of them once flashed in her mind.

At the beginning, she hated Jun Mohan, but after a long time, the longing covered that trace of hatred, and her heart and mind were all filled with his doting eyes.

An Xichen rubbed his eyes, got off the bed, and came directly to An Xiaoxiao's door.

"Baby An, open the door."

"coming."

An Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears, and then got out of bed. The moment she opened the door, she saw a small person crawl in and climb onto her bed.

"An Xichen, didn't you say that a man wants to sleep alone? Why are you here again?"

"Baby An, it's warm here."

An Xichen turned his back to An Xiaoxiao, his eyes widened, without any sleepiness.

Mommy's eyes are red, she must have cried, it must be because of his "father" who has never been masked.

President of the Imperial Group, I remember you, when we have the opportunity to meet, we must let him return the tears that Mommy cried.

Looking at that small figure, An Xiaoxiao sighed, then went to bed, and fell asleep not long after.

When An Xiaoxiao fell asleep, An Xichen got out of bed, tiptoed to the living room, and dialed Qiao Yinuo's phone according to the number in memory.

"Papa Joe, give me that man's phone number."

Qiao Yinuo's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood who the man An Xichen was talking about, so he frowned and said, "If your mommy knew, she would definitely be angry with me, so I can't give this to you."

"Father Joe, why are you so stupid? If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Who knows, hurry up."

An Xichen urged impatiently, her calf raised very high.

Qiao Yinuo smiled, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Chenchen, I can tell you if you want, but you are acting coquettishly. I have never seen you act coquettishly since I was a child."

An Xichen's face darkened, her little face was full of reluctance, but thinking of An Xiaoxiao's slightly red eyes just now, she opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "Papa Qiao, you are the best, you dote on me the most..."

"That's right, it turns out that when Xiao Chenchen acted like a baby, he always had a unique style."

"Papa Joe, you are enough."

When Qiao Yinuo heard these words from the microphone, he immediately stopped smiling and coughed a few words.

"Xiao Chenchen, remember it, I will only say it once, 180xxxxxxxx."

An Xichen kept turning his head, and hung up the phone without waiting for Qiao Yinuo to say anything.

Hearing the beeping sound from the microphone, Qiao Yinuo showed a helpless smile on his handsome face. This little brat didn't know what he was paying attention to.

But thinking of what Jun Mohan did to An Xiaoxiao, Qiao Yinuo's eyes were full of coldness, An Xichen was eccentric and had a lot of crooked ideas, Jun Mohan had to suffer again.

"The person I love the most in my life is you..."

In the silent night, there was a piercing voice, Jun Mohan opened his eyes, his deep eyes were full of anticipation, and he connected the phone without hesitation.

"An'an, is that you?"

Hehe, if I were Mommy, I would beat you all over the place, let you find a woman behind my mommy's back, and even get me a younger brother, Jun Mohan, you are really kind.

Holding the phone, An Xichen deliberately turned on the bought toy, and the music was transmitted into Jun Mohan's ears along the microphone.

What is this?
Jun Mohan frowned, his eyes were deep, isn't it An An?
"Who the hell are you? If you don't speak, I'll hang up."

"Don't hang up."

An Xichen was frightened, and hurriedly shouted. He regretted the words as soon as he uttered them. When he wanted to hang up, he suddenly felt reluctant, so he blinked his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm looking for my daddy."

This is the voice of a child.

A scene of a child holding a mobile phone appeared in Jun Mohan's mind, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. If his and An An's children were still there, they would be more than five years old.

"Where did your daddy go? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Jun Mohan's voice had a hint of tenderness, and An Xichen pouted. Sure enough, the rumors were harmful. He was not cold at all, but rather warm.

A strange feeling rose in An Xichen's heart, and he continued: "My father doesn't want me and Mommy anymore, he has another woman."