Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

Mo Yuhan's face was gloomy and cold, but he still walked towards the bedside table disobediently.

Holding the recording pen in my hand, I don't know why it is heavy.

Maybe he should pull himself together.

Perhaps he should start his path.

His life shouldn't be like this.

But is it really possible now?
Based on these, can he really succeed?
Mo Yuhan put down the recording pen he picked up.

He went back and forth like this all night, without closing his eyes.

When the sky was pale, there was nothing left on his face except the tiredness from not sleeping all night.

This time, Mo Yuhan didn't fall asleep on Chenhui again.

Instead, he went to the bathroom alone.

At this time, the small room was still very quiet, and the breathing of Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo could still be heard.

So Mo Yuhan's movements were also very light.

After entering the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror.

At first glance, he was actually frightened by himself.

Where is he still here!

I saw my beard all over my face in the mirror, and the bags under my eyes that had grown bigger because I didn't sleep well.

And these days, I have been drowsy and have no energy.

So the whole person looks haggard.

No, it can't go on like this.

Mo Yuhan's face was gloomy and cold, and he looked at himself in the mirror with piercing eyes.

Then, he picked up the razor on the side and swept the stubble off his face.

After a while, the whole person immediately became much more energetic.

"pat-"

The door of the bathroom was opened, and the sunlight directly shone in, and it all fell on Mo Yuhan's body.

"what--"

Followed by Madam Mo's scream.

"What are you doing, why don't you turn on the light in the room?"

Madam Mo's screams and her ear-piercing curses broke the tranquility of this morning.

"Mom, don't you know how to knock?"

Mo Yuhan's melodious voice sounded like a wind chime.

Then he turned around, and Mo Yuhan's tall figure was undoubtedly revealed in a casual outfit.

The sun just fell on him, like a fallen fairy.

Mrs. Mo was completely stunned in place, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that all this was true.

"Old man, come here!"

After being dazed for more than ten seconds, Mrs. Mo hurried out and dragged Mr. Mo from the bed.

"What are you doing, early in the morning?"

Old Man Mo was still asleep, but suddenly being teased like this, his blood pressure rose several degrees for a while.

He beat his chest hard.

But when he caught sight of Mo Yuhan, who was smiling, his hand stopped.

Like Mrs. Mo, she froze in place.

"This this……"

He couldn't say it for a long time, but the expression on his face was very relieved.

"Good morning, Dad!"

Mo Yuhan smiled at the old man.

A row of neat teeth was exposed, the sun was shining down from the top of the head, and the whole person was like a prince walking out of the sun.

It was as if the whole room was lit up all of a sudden.

"What are you doing? My son is saying hello to you?"

Mrs. Mo poked him, and the old man finally realized.

Unconsciously wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled at Mo Yuhan.

"Good, good, all good!"

Seeing Mo Yuhan suddenly like this, old man Mo was very happy, especially when he saw that Mo Yuhan had returned to his usual appearance, he was very happy in his heart.

Walked over and patted Mo Yuhan on the shoulder.

"Good boy, welcome back!"

As he said that, old man Mo's tears fell directly.

This is what a father expects from his son.

Finally, he was looking forward to this moment, to his son recovering again.

"Dad, I'm back, the Mo Yuhan from back then is back."

Mo Yuhan hugged Mr. Mo's seemingly downcast shoulders into his arms.

Only then did he realize that it had been such a long time, and his father had become so thin and weak.

He didn't notice me at all.

And it kept scaring him, worrying about him.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I made you worry."

As he said that, Mo Yuhan's tears also slid down.

Madam Mo at the side also burst into tears when she saw this.

Also ran over.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mo Yuhan also hugged Mrs. Mo in his arms.

In this small room, this moment.It was as touching as the reunion of relatives, and it also made people cry unconsciously.

The whole family lived in this small house like this.

Never give up and never complain.

They were all quietly waiting for his recovery, waiting for his revival.

He also carefully maintained the beauty in his heart.

At that time, he was too selfish and never thought that both of them were old.

Now the only one to rely on can only be him.

And he failed so badly, never thinking about them, only thinking about his own situation.

He ignored their feelings.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuhan's tears could no longer be restrained, and fell directly.

The arms around Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo became even stronger.

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my son who made a mistake and made you suffer!"

"Okay, okay, it's good to come back, everything will be fine, everything will be fine."

Old Man Mo's eyes were also full of tears, and he continued to comfort Mo Yuhan by patting him on the shoulder.

Mrs. Mo was already sobbing.

They had waited too long for Mo Yuhan to cheer up.

It was so long that they almost forgot what time it was.

But fortunately everything came back, never gave up, so everything came back again.

The two old men cried into tears, like a child.

In fact, more is the deepest love for his son.

"Okay, okay, the children have come back, don't cry, your eyes are red from crying."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Mr. Mo stared at the two glowing red eyes, but he still did not forget to tease Mrs. Mo.

It can be seen that he is very happy today, as happy as a child who got candy.

"You are not the same. You have never let go of your son's hand from the beginning to now."

Mrs. Mo also ruthlessly broke the story of Mr. Mo.

And what Mrs. Mo said was not wrong, indeed, she never let go of Mo Yuhan's hand from the beginning until now.

And Mr. Mo was not angry when Mrs. Mo said that, he just took Mo Yuhan's hand and put it on his lap.

"What's the matter if I just want to hold it, who stipulates that you can't hold your own child."

As he spoke, he even played with a child's temper, and his expression was like that of an old child.

That expression and that action really amuse the whole room.

Seeing the cheerful atmosphere in the room, Mo Yuhan let out a heavy sigh of relief.

He felt very comfortable in this way.

He was very happy to see his parents like this.