Then, her phone rang again.
Mo Yixuan glanced at the screen and saw that it was a call from âAunty Wangâ.
He frowned and his fingers waved between the âacceptâ and ârejectâ button.
âMr. Mo, you should pick up. Otherwise, she wouldnât stop calling,â Aunty Yang said.
Mo Yixuan paused for a moment but ultimately pressed the âaccept calâ button and placed the phone to his ear.
Soon, he heard a middle-aged woman saying agitatedly, âYan Yan, Yan Yan, youâve got to come home! Something terrible has happened at home! The truck overturned and Jiahang and Xiao Wang are both seriously injured. They are now at the hospital and will be undergoing surgery shortly. You have to come home now,â Aunty Wangâs voice was very loud and her anxiety and panic were clear in her voice.
Mo Yixuan froze and his hands suddenly shook.
He didnât respond but his frown grew deeper and he looked a little hesitant. However, his hesitation didnât last very long and he quickly ended the call and set her phone on silent mode.
âWhat should we do?â Aunty Wang asked.
Mo Yixuan waved her concerns off and dismissed her from the room.
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He Xiyanâs eyes were closed in the bedroom and she felt very troubled and upset.
She sprawled out on the desk and felt that her head hurt so badly that she felt like it was about to split open.
She suddenly wanted to know more about her past but as soon as this thought occurred to her, she instinctively rejected this idea. She felt very conflicted inside.
She really liked Yuan Yuan and wanted to raise this child but she didnât know how she could go about doing so. Yuan Yuan seemed closer to Mo Yixuan than he was to her, so if she brought this case to court, she would hurt her child and might not even be able to win custody of her child because Yuan Yuan would choose to live with his father. Then, the situation would be very embarrassing and awkward for all parties.
It seemed like the only way sheâd be able to raise Yuan Yuan was to live with Mo Yixuan but how would she be able to face Jiahang? Jiahang would be very sad if she abandoned him and she could not bring herself to do so either.
He Xiyan gripped her fingers hard and a layer of sweat had formed on her palms and her forehead.
Someone pushed the bedroom door open.
Yuan Yuan walked in carrying a bunch of heavy clothes and he looked like he was having trouble moving them.
He placed them all on the bed, then walked over to her side and tugged at her sleeves.
âMom, Iâve brought you some new clothes. These clothes have all been washed and hung out to dry. Would you like to take a bath?â he asked and he looked curiously at her.
He had finished his bath and intended to sleep with his mother tonight.
He Xiyan sat up when she heard his voice. Her face was pale and wan under the lamplight and there was a melancholic look in her eyes.
She felt as though she would become depressed if this continued.
She turned to look at Yuan Yuan and reached out to stroke his tiny cheeks.
âYuan Yuan, go look for your father. Itâs getting late, so you should get some rest,â He Xiyan said as she pasted a smile on her face. She was feeling very troubled and upset and didnât want to take it out on her son.
Yuan Yuan smiled happily and ran over to the large bed, took off his bedroom slipped and dived into the blankets.
âMom, Iâll sleep here tonight. I want to sleep with you,â he said happily.