As she spoke, she looked at Fu Yuchen with a pale face. "I'm fine, I'll be fine soon."

Looking at Mo Han's ugly expression, Fu Yuchen was still worried and asked seriously, "Are you really alright?"

Mo Han pursed her lips and tried her best to squeeze out a smile. She nodded and said, "I'm really fine, I'm fine."

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and changed the topic without a trace. "Since that's the case, let's go eat something first. After we finish eating, we'll go back. They probably have lunch too."

"Alright."

Mo Han opened her mouth and replied with a lack of interest.

After getting into the car, Fu Yuchen raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror as if nothing had happened. He only saw that Mo Han's small face was still as white as ever, like a wall that had just been painted.

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to start the car skillfully.

For a moment, the small carriage was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Only a few minutes later did Mo Han regain her senses. She withdrew her gaze and whispered, "President Fu, I want to go to the mall to buy some clothes for Tingyi before going to eat."

Fu Yuchen was slightly stunned, and then he said, "I'll accompany you."

Mo Han hesitated for a moment and did not reject Fu Yuchen's kindness.

"Auntie."

Little Tingyi suddenly called her.

Mo Han was slightly stunned. She tried her best to squeeze out a smile and gently rubbed his head. "What happened to you? Are you hungry again? Let's go buy new clothes now, and then go eat."

Little Tingyi shook his head forcefully and suppressed the tears in his eyes. He choked and said, "I, I don't need to buy new clothes. I just need a bite to eat. I just need to stop being beaten and scolded. I, I just need to live. Auntie, I just need to live …"

Mo Han's eyes turned red, and her nose was filled with pain.

"Tingyi, from now on no one will beat or scold you. You will not be hungry anymore. You will have new clothes to wear. You will definitely live well." She smiled and said seriously, "Tingyi, no one will beat or scold you anymore. You will not be hungry anymore. You will have new clothes to wear. You will definitely live well."

"Really?"

Little Tingyi raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

"Of course it's true. Auntie said she would help you, so she will definitely help you." In fact, if she agreed with the conditions of adoption in the country, she would definitely adopt him.

…

Mo Han bought clothes very quickly. After taking a fancy to a few sets of clothes, she immediately asked the shopping guide to find Little Tingyi's size and then paid for the clothes from inside to outside, as well as shoes and socks.

Walking out of the children's clothing store, Mo Han suddenly said to Fu Yuchen, "President Fu, can you, can you go to the restaurant to pack up the food and then we can bring it back to eat together?"

Fu Yuchen was slightly stunned. He suddenly remembered the look of disgust in those people's eyes and squinted coldly.

Then he smiled and said to Mo Han, "Here are the car keys. You bring Tingyi and wait for me in the car. I'll go buy some food now. Very quickly."

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Mo Han was still very polite and spoke in a faint tone.

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "I like to be troubled by you." With that, he walked upstairs to the Gourmet City.

Mo Han was slightly stunned for a moment, and her red lips couldn't help but rise.

Through the strange faces, Fu Yuchen turned his head to look at Mo Han, who was standing on the spot. He narrowed his eyes invisibly, the depths of his eyes slowly filled with warmth, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up

An hour later, the Mo Han Clan.

At this moment, Little Tingyi had already become a handsome gentleman. His body was no longer as dirty as before, and his hair was cleanly washed. It was soft and fluffy, as well as the smell of shampoo …

He walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of Mo Han in a somewhat awkward manner.

Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled exceptionally contentedly. She gently rubbed his head and said, "Tingyi, you really are a cute little fellow!"

Little Tingyi lowered his head and blushed shyly.

In order for Little Tingyi to adapt to the environment, Mo Han had Fu Nan and Tong Yan go to Fu Yuchen's house first. Only Fu Little Tingyi, who was a few years younger than Lanlan, and Fu Yuchen, whom he was familiar with, remained in the living room.

When Mo Han brought Little Tingyi out, Lanlan was looking at the animal world. When she heard footsteps, she jumped off the sofa and ran towards Mo Han and Little Tingyi.

"Big brother Tingyi, you look really good!"

The little fellow looked at Lu Tingyi seriously. His eyes were bright and resplendent like stars.

Little Tingyi smiled bashfully and whispered, "You look very good, just like a princess."

Mo Han lowered her eyes to look at Little Tingyi, feeling inexplicably sad. She suddenly regretted bringing Lanlan out with her.

One was a rare treasure held in his palm, doted on by tens of millions of people. The other was like weeds growing in the cracks of stones. He struggled bitterly, but passers-by didn't even look at it.

There will be a difference in his heart, right?

When she returned home tonight, there were only Mo Han and Little Tingyi in the small apartment. She decided to sleep on the sofa in the living room tonight and give Little Tingyi the only bed.

Mo Han did not feel that she was great. She even felt that she was very selfish, because she did it all to pray that her Sisi would meet someone like her.

"Tingyi, I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. It's because Auntie didn't think it through properly."

Before she fell asleep, Mo Han took the initiative to apologize to Little Tingyi.

Little Tingyi was stunned for a moment. He shook his head like a rattle drum and whispered, "Auntie, it's fine with me. I also like Sister Lanlan very much."

Mo Han smiled and reached out to rub his head, "Tingyi, you're very good, really good."

However, her ability was limited, so she couldn't help him much.

Little Tingyi bent his lips and reached out to hug Mo Han. Mo Han was slightly stunned. Before she could regain her senses, Little Tingyi had already run into the bedroom. His voice came from the crack of the door, "Good night, Auntie."

Mo Han couldn't help but laugh. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes curved and a smile oozed out of her eyes.

She threw herself into the sofa, but did not immediately go to sleep. She picked up her phone and called Shen Donglin. It was related to her Sisi, so she could not do so much now.

Very quickly, a familiar voice came from the handset, "Wanwan, can I help you?"

Mo Han was stunned for a moment and slowly opened the corner of her mouth. If Shen Donglin had asked her this many years ago, she would have teased him with a smile. Shen Donglin, can't I find you if I'm fine?

But now, if she was fine, she really couldn't find him, because Ning Yao would be unhappy.

She didn't want to see Ning Yao unhappy, so she could only try not to bother him.

Thinking of this, Mo Han couldn't help but bend her lips and deliberately said in a light tone, "Yes! I have something to ask you. I want to ask you to do me a favor."

On the other side of the phone, Shen Donglin's eyes narrowed and his expression was gentle. "Speak! What's the matter? As long as I can do it, I will help you."

"Donglin, it's like this. I want to know how many welfare institutions there are in Yuncheng and the surrounding counties and cities. Then, did these welfare institutions adopt a two-year-old girl three years ago in September?"

Welfare institution? A two-year-old girl?

Shen Donglin narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly remembering something, his expression changed. He forcefully suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked calmly, "Wanwan, can you tell me why you suddenly wanted to investigate this?"

"Donglin, my Sisi, she might still be alive …"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tears that had accumulated in Mo Han's eyes instantly rolled out and silently rolled down her cheeks.

Shen Donglin was stunned. He took a long breath and asked, "Good night, can you tell me what happened?"

Mo Hanwei raised her small face and slowly closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and choked, "My uncle and my aunt lied to me. Sisi did not get sick at all. She got lost when she went out with my aunt, which means …"

"She might still be alive now, but I don't know where she is right now, and I don't know if she's doing well now." As she said this, Mo Han's breathing became a little short and her expression became very ugly.

"Donglin, I came out of the supermarket during the day and met a little boy controlled by a criminal gang. I called the police and saved him. Donglin, someone told me that Sisi might fall into the hands of these people. She might even be crippled by these people and be taken to the roadside to beg."

Shen Donglin was shocked and hurriedly said, "No, Wanwan, this will not happen. If Sisi is still alive, he will definitely be fine."

Through the phone, he could even feel Mo Han's helplessness and despair.

"Well, don't worry. I'll help you find it now. You'll definitely find Sisi."

"Then, thank you. Oh right, Donglin, don't let Little Yao know about this. I don't want her to worry."

"Don't worry! I won't let her know."

Just as he finished speaking, a soft and tender voice suddenly sounded, "Donglin, you won't let me know anything?"

Shen Donglin was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly hung up and put his phone behind him without a trace. Then he smiled and asked, "Little Yao, why are you up? Are you hungry? I'll cook supper for you."

Even so, Ning Yao, who was standing at the door, discovered that he was hiding his phone.

She did not reply to Shen Donglin's words. Instead, she smiled and slowly walked forward. She extended her small white hand and pretended to be careless, saying, "Take out your phone!"

"Little Yao …"

Shen Donglin hesitated.

He knew very well in his heart that if she knew that Mo Han had called him at night, she would definitely start a fight with him.

"Shen Donglin, take out your phone and give it to me."

Ning Yao repeated what she had just said, and her white hand landed right in front of his eyes, not moving at all.

Shen Donglin was still unmoved and did not intend to take out the phone hidden behind him. He raised his head and looked at Ning Yao, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes. "What phone did you say?"

In the next second, Ning Yao seemed to have gone mad. She threw herself at Shen Donglin and shouted loudly, "Give me your phone! Shen Donglin, give me your phone …"

Shen Donglin suddenly shook. He was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up. He coldly stared at the madwoman in front of him and scolded in a calm voice, "Ning Yao, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Ning Yao sneered, "Shen Donglin, give me your phone! Otherwise, you won't be able to stop tonight!"

Shen Donglin frowned and put his hands on Ning Yao's arms. A hint of disgust flashed through his eyes and he said, "Ning Yao, I think you're really crazy! It won't be easy for anyone at night."

"Shen Donglin, if I really go crazy, I will be driven crazy by you!"

"I forced you?"

Looking at the nearly twisted face in front of him due to anger, Shen Donglin suddenly smiled. The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile, "Ning Yao, why did I do that that night? You should be very clear in your heart, right? You're actually slapping me in the face now. Do you really think that I, Shen Donglin, am an idiot?"

He didn't say that if it wasn't for Mo Han's words, he wouldn't have agreed to marry her.

As for the child in her stomach, he was only the provider of the Spirit Child, and he had no feelings for her at all.

"Ning Yao, you're forcing me now. You're not willing to force me to death, are you?"

Watching the screen of her phone gradually darken, Mo Han took a deep breath, stood up from the sofa and gently returned to the bedroom.