She guessed that he must be very upset now and did not quarrel with him. She closed her eyes.

After sleeping until midnight, Mo Xiran woke up from thirst. Maybe she had eaten a little too much snack at night.

She sat up carefully, then looked at the man beside her with a faint indoor light, and she lifted the quilt and went down to the ground.

I walked out of the room lightly and went downstairs to go to the kitchen to drink some water.

As soon as he got down the stairs, Mo Xiran was startled by a glance.

After judging, she yelled softly: "Feye?"

The little figure curled up on the sofa heard the sound and slowly turned his head.

sky!

It's really a bad night!

"Why are you here?" Mo Xiran walked over quickly and reached out to touch Fei Ye. He was cold with one hand. I don't know how long he had been sitting here.

I looked around and saw nothing that could be given to him.

She simply sat on the sofa, held Fei Ye in her arms, and hugged her tightly.

Constantly rubbing his hands with his hands, arms, legs and feet, Mo Xiran asked again with distress: "Feye, why don't you sleep? What are you doing when you run out?"

Fei Ye leaned well on Mo Xiran's arms and gently rubbed her breasts.

Mo Xiran touched his cheek and kissed him on his forehead, "Can't you sleep? Or did Xiaobao wake you up with a shout?"

The next sentence was she who teased him.

Sure enough, Fei Ye spoke, "No, Xiaobao didn't sniff."

"Is that true, why can't you sleep?"

Fei Ye bit his little lip and looked up at Mo Xiran, "Yes, is it grandpa?"

His mind is sensitive, so he must have felt something.

Mo Xiran thought for a moment, nodded and told him: "Yes, it's grandpa."

Fei Ye heard this and lowered his head again. After a long time, his small voice came.

"Grandpa wants to take me away?"

Mo Xiran hugged him tightly, put his chin on his head, rubbed it for a while, and asked softly, "Where is Fei Ye? Does Fei Ye want to go with grandpa?"

"I don't want to leave my mom."

He couldn't bear to part with his mother, as expected.

"Na Feiye told grandpa that you don't want to be separated from your mother."

Fei Ye looked up in surprise and asked her: "Can you say it?"

"Of course." Touching his little face, Mo Xiran nodded firmly and told him: "Of course it's OK."

Fei Ye showed a relieved expression and then yawned.

Mo Xiran carried him to the kitchen, drank water by himself, fed Fei Ye two more, and then took him back to his room to sleep.

No matter how heavy my mind is, it is still a child who is touched by the pillow and falls asleep immediately.

Maybe because I was relieved, I even snored lightly.

He carefully covered him and Meng Baozi with a quilt, and Mo Xiran left the room.

He got back into the bed, with a cool air.

She didn't dare to get close to Zhou Yanchen, so she deliberately approached the side.

She couldn't help but shrink her body and asked in a low voice: "Have you woken up?"

Zhou Yanchen kissed her ear, "Where have you gone?"

"If you are thirsty, go and drink water."

"Well, go to bed." He stopped talking, only the sound of calm breathing circling in her ears.

Mo Xiran closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

The next day, Zhou Yanchen made an appointment with Baijing City and Shengxingwen for Fei Ye's affairs.

As usual, they were looking for a meeting.

In the fixed private room, when Baijing City and Shengxingwen came, Zhou Yanchen had already arrived first.

"You're early today." Sheng Xingwen came in, took off his coat casually, walked to the bar and poured two glasses of wine.

Shiraicheng sat on the single sofa aside, took the wine glass handed over by Sheng Xingwen, shook it gently, and looked at Zhou Yanchen.

"Are you worried?"

After all, I have liked him for many years. No matter what I like, observing his subtle expressions and understanding his every move seems to have become a habit.

Now, it cannot be changed, and there is no need to change it.

Zhou Yanchen took a sip of wine and spoke in a deep voice: "Last night, Uncle Shan came to Zhou's house."

After hearing his words, Shirai Castle and Sheng Xingwen were both stunned.

Looking at each other, Sheng Xingwen said, "He wants to take Feiye back to the Shan family?"

Zhou Yanchen nodded.

Sheng Xingwen held the wine glass tightly and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Shirai Castle thought for a while and said lightly: "I think Feiye should go back to Shan's house."

"Yincheng!" Sheng Xingwen called him in surprise, "After four years of ignorance, do you think the Shan family can take good care of Feiye? Feiye's situation is special. If he is an ordinary child, it's fine."

"But he is the grandson of the Shan family, and we have no reason to stop them from taking Feiye away."

"There is no reason to stop it, but also stop it!"

"Awen, then do you think Fei Ye is good to him when he lives with Wei Qing?"

"At least Wei Qing is his mother."

Shirai Castle spoke and looked at Zhou Yanchen, "Yanchen, where are you?"

Sheng Xingwen also asked: "Yanchen, what are your ideas?"

From yesterday to now, Zhou Yanchen has not clearly expressed his attitude.

In fact, he is also in conflict.

Which one is the best for Feiye?

"Feye is indeed inseparable from his mother, but it is impossible to get the Shan family to accept Wei Qing, except that they even want Shan Yan to expel him!"

Speaking of this, Sheng Xingwen gritted his teeth and tightened his fingers holding the goblet.

"Who knows if the Shan family will hide Feiye away?"

This sentence reminds me of something.

Shirai Castle also began to rethink this matter. After all, what the popular article says is not without reason.

If that is the case, then the Shan family must not be allowed to take Feiye away.

"The tiger poison does not eat any of it. No matter how it is, Uncle Shan cannot do such a thing, let alone Mr. Shan." Zhou Yanchen said slowly.

Sheng Xingwen Lengshe: "To put it bluntly, how long can Mr. Dan live? Once the old man dies, then it's not Ye..."

"I won't let something like that happen." Zhou Yanchen said in a deep voice looking at Sheng Xingwen.

Shengxing Wenming, "Yanchen, depending on what you mean, is he agreeing to the Shan family take Feiye away? But if you think about Feiye's situation, he is just a little bit better and can't be stimulated any more."

By the end, they did not discuss any results.

If you want to agree, Zhou Yanchen actually didn't.

...

Wei Qing pushed open the car door and stood beside the car door.

His eyes fell on the towering villa in front of him.

"Miss Wei, please."

Someone said it was a strange man who brought her here today.

She closed the car door for a moment after lowering her eyes.

The man led the way in front and led her to the villa.

The door opened, and the man moved away, "Miss Wei, please come in, sir is waiting for you inside."

With his hands tightly pressed against his side, Wei Qing let out a gentle breath and stepped into the door.

Passing through the entrance, there is an open living room.

A middle-aged man sat upright on the sofa, who was Shan’s father.
To be continued...