Mo Shu looked at him slightly with his face, his eyes clear and clean, but the aggrievedness contained in it was touching.

Yu Siqiao calmed down, but his originally cold and hard eyes also felt a little soft and said, "I'm busy lately."

"Are you so busy that you don't have time to see me?" Mo Shu murmured in a low voice, with resentment in his voice. "I dreamed last night that you were walking with another woman and ordered me to abort our baby, and then... you held someone else's hand and left."

It's a coincidence.

He also had this kind of dream last night.

He dreamed that she lived happily with their children. They were wearing beautiful parent-child outfits, and Mo Shu jumped with her cute baby girl, smiling exactly the same.

And in their world, there is no His existence.

Yu Siqiao just acted as a spectator, watching them spend their whole life.

When his child asked Mo Shu: Mom, where is our father?

Mo Shu was full of indifferent and said casually: Mom doesn’t love dad, so you don’t have dad.

When he woke up, Yu Siqiao was sweating profusely and his heart was as if he was cut by a knife, but he was at a loss.

When Yu Siqiao heard what Mo Shu said, he felt like his heart was stabbed hard.

Even nightmares are so highly similar.

Mo Shu didn't hear his voice, so he looked up at him, and now Yu Siqiao looked at him with a very deep look.

Mo Shu was a little uneasy and asked, "Will you really go with others?"

Yu Siqiao pursed his lips, "No."

But Mo Shu was not at ease because of this, and she clearly realized that he was unhappy.

Mo Shu quickly said, "I believe you won't, it's just a nightmare."

Yu Siqiao responded softly and asked casually: "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"Then go for a meal," Yuschok pulled her hand, "What do you want to eat?"

Mo Shu was surprised, "So early?"

"It's not too early, it's past five o'clock," Yu Siqiao said indifferently: "I'll come back to work after eating."

Mo Shu felt something was wrong, but Yu Siqiao's words were flawless.

OK.

After dinner, I came back to work.

What a loveless money printing machine!

When Mo Shu was pulled by him, his expression was always light, not much different from his usual self.

But the sense of happiness has not changed much, which makes Mo Shu a little puzzled.

In the past, it was always easy to get a sense of happiness.

I always have 1, 1, 1, and now I have lost 4 points since I woke up.

Mo Shu felt that something must be wrong.

When he arrived at the place where he was eating, Mo Shu picked up the menu and ordered him the dishes.

Although he has not been with Yu Siqiao for a long time, Mo Shu has already understood his hobbies.

After ordering a few dishes he likes to eat, Mo Shu ordered another soup for himself.

After Yu Siqiao took a look at the things she ordered, he added another dessert.

It's taro paste.

When Mo Shu saw this small detail, a smile gradually spread in his eyes and said happily: "Thank you."

Yu Siqiao also curled his lips slightly, but after glanced at her faintly, he withdrew his gaze and said, "I heard from Grandpa Wu that you have recovered well, so let's continue the wedding."

Mo Shu's ears were erect, "Wedding? Is it still the same day?"

Yu Siqiao lowered his eyes, "Yes."

"It's not long before, and there's only less than a month left," Mo Shu took out his phone and calculated, "There are 28 days left."
Chapter completed!