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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

nAbout ten minutes later, Mo Yixuan picked up his cell phone, light the screen and opened the Wechat.

nAt first glance, he suddenly grabbed the cell phone, eyes like a lighted star, full of surprise and joy.

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nWas that her? He looked at the image on the screen and clicked on it. It was her. Their chatting records over one year ago still remained in the dialog box.

nMo Yixuan stared at the screen for a long time as if he could not believe it, and read that sentence she sent to him several times.

nShe asked him if he was free this afternoon. What did she want to do? Date him?

nLike a sweet stream flowing through the bottom of his heart, Mo Yixuan felt warm in an instant. A cold and indifferent face suddenly wore smiles.

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nThinking for a while, he input several sentences but deleted them later. In the end, he only respond with one word.

n“Yes.”

nThen he added a smiling emoticon.

nNot knowing why she would add him back as friends, he did not know how to reply for a moment.

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nAfter sending out the message, Mo Yixuan stared at the screen without moving, eyes full of expectation. Even when his mother called him out for breakfast, he did not move as if he did not hear it.

nHe Xiyan was having breakfast at this time. Today, she finally had a bowl of rice noodles with beef instead of those light food. Now 11 weeks of pregnancy, she was more stable. A few days later, she would be able to have a full set of pregnancy check-up. If there were no major problems, she would go out occasionally instead of staying in the castle every day to ensure safe pregnancy.

nAfter breakfast, He Xiyan went to see Yuanyuan again. The little boy was sitting on the cashmere blanket playing, while the nanny was preparing morning snacks for him.

nYuanyuan grew very fast, nearly as tall as a one-year-old child. He was not naughty, as if able to understand others. Therefore, it was very easy to babysit him.

n“Mama…” Seeing the familiar He Xiyan, the little baby opened his mouth and shouted out. Although it was not very clear, even sounded like Yaya, he did speak and could call “grandpa” as well.

nHowever, he could not call “Dad”, even taught many times before. Maybe it was because the pronunciation of “Dad” was more difficult.

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nHe Xiyan could only think so.

n“Yuanyuan, come here!” He Xiyan squatted down, looking at his son, lovely pink like jade. Yuanyuan stretched out his small hand, wanting mother to hold him. However, she dared not to hold him due to pregnancy.

nYuanyuan was now over 20 kilograms of weight. Pregnant as she was, she dared not carry things more than six kilograms, let alone him.

nSeeing that his mother did not want to hold him, Yuanyuan shrunk his mouth instantly, unhappy. He did not climb over either, ignoring He Xiyan as if he was angry.

nHe Xiyan could only laugh, but her heart suddenly tightened.

nSomewhat surprised, she looked at her eight-month-old son, who took after his biological father Mo Yixuan more as he grew. The more she looked, the more she became worried. He was even like a mini version of Mo Yixuan, especially those dark jade eyes and the tall nose, almost the same.

nShe believed that in a few years, even if she didn’t say it, other people would know who the father of this child was.

nHe Xiyan stared at Yuanyuan for a long time. The longer she looked, the more she panicked. At last, she could only stand up, going upstairs uneasily.

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nThe light of the cell phone in the bedroom flashed, suggesting new messages coming in.

nIt must be messages from him.

nHe Xiyan caressed her chest and picked up the rosy red cell phone.

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