After Participating in Intern Parents Variety Show with Movie Empress Mother

Caregiver Huang looked at the photo in Mo Yaqin's hands in disbelief.

This is a four-inch photo, taken in an old photo studio with an ancient setting. The photo is old, but it is well preserved, only slightly yellowed.

In the photo, when she was young, Mo Yaqin was wearing a floral skirt with shoulder pads that was popular for a while, and her hair was black and shiny, but it was obvious that she was very restrained in front of the camera, and even her smile was frozen.

And she was holding Mo Sui when she was a child.

When she was a child, Mo Sui was not as cold as she is now. Her head was round, her belly was round, and the corners of her mouth were curled up. She smiled innocently and cutely.

You don't need to look carefully, at first glance, you can see that An An looks a lot like her when she was a child.

They are all clear and bright almond eyes, small and tall noses, and small pink mouths, and the outlines of their facial features are almost identical.

This is simply amazing. Hugong Huang pointed to the photo and asked Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng to come over: "At that time, when I was chasing variety shows, netizens said that the little guest and the intern mother were a bit similar, but they were just godlike. Unexpectedly, the child looks like a It's your childhood!"

Mo Sui was greatly impacted, and recalled that possibility.

She wanted to approach, but didn't dare to approach, and subconsciously reached out and pulled Gu Yicheng's hand.

Gu Yicheng held her hand tightly, both of them mustered up their courage and moved forward step by step.

Mo Sui's parents divorced when she was three years old.

Back then, when the conditions at home were not bad, Father Mo would take pictures of her with a camera, and print out the photos and keep them as a souvenir when they grow up. However, Mo Sui had never seen those photos.

Because Mo Yaqin disagreed.

Those pasts are like thorns in Mo Yaqin's heart, she can't stand her daughter's memories of her biological father through childhood photos.

And Mo Yaqin had never seen this photo that Mo Yaqin kept in his wallet.

Therefore, Mo Sui froze completely when he saw this photo.

This was the first time she had seen herself as she was when she was young.

After growing up, she is thin and doesn't like to laugh. Even if someone compares her teenage photos with An An, she doesn't think they are very similar.

But now, looking at what he looked like when he was four years old, Mo Sui was almost certain that An An was her child.

How else could they be so similar?

At this time, Gu Yicheng also stared at the photo.

The same facial contours, the same curved smiling eyes, and the impact it brought had made him forget how to think.

He took his eyes away from the photo and turned to look at Mo Sui, with deep depression and restraint in his eyes.

Mo Sui's eyes suddenly became wet.

She turned back and looked at An An who was standing still.

The little dumpling tilted his head and looked at all this curiously.

She didn't know what happened, only that her mother was crying.

While playing in the lobby of the nursing home just now, she heard angry screams coming from the suite.

Subconsciously, she decided to run in to protect her mother.

However, her actions did not seem to be successful.

Because my mother came over with red eyes, pea-sized tears slowly fell down her cheeks.

An An's little face also became serious, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, she raised her fleshy hand, and wiped the tears from her mother's face.

"Mom is happy." She comforted softly.

Mo Sui covered her face with her hands, obviously she should be happy, but she couldn't stop her tears.

"Mom is happy." An An repeated it, holding her mother's hand worriedly.

The child's hands are very soft and warm, the little hands are not strong, and the dimples on the back of the hands are obvious.

Seeing that her mother was still crying, An An began to think of ways to make her happy. She followed her usual way of coaxing herself, poking her little face over, raising the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiling with crooked eyes.

"This little appearance is so similar to Miss Mo, it's just like it was carved out of a mold." Caregiver Huang said with emotion.

Caregiver Huang didn't know what was going on, but thought everything was really amazing. The daughter adopted from the orphanage by the actress actually looks so similar to her when she was a child. This is fate.

"Auntie Mo, that's your daughter. She's a big star." Care worker Huang said nicely, "Look, you don't recognize her anymore. She's so sad, she's crying."

Mo Yaqin put the photo back in her pocket and gave Mo Sui a suspicious look.

At this time, Mo Sui had already held An An tightly in her arms. She gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with her hands, and said in a very low voice, afraid of scaring the child, "Mom and Dad, bring the baby home."

An An still didn't know what was wrong, but she didn't want to stay in this place either.

There is a strange old man here, and there is no delicious, no fun.

"Wow!" She nodded happily, then turned to look at Gu Yicheng, "Dad go home!"

It was only then that she realized that her father's eye circles were also red.

The little boy was a little annoyed.

Why are mom and dad so sad?

...

Gu Yicheng hugged An An and left the nursing home.

Mo Sui followed them and kept looking at the child, as if he couldn't see enough.

Small dumplings like to be held, but they are afraid that adults will be too tired.

At this time, seeing that his father insisted on hugging him, An An wrapped his hands tightly around him, and wrapped his two little feet around his waist, like a koala wrapped around a tree.

Mom and Dad said that hugging like this is the most labor-saving way!

However, now An An is not proud of being a little koala.

Her little face was on Dad's shoulder, and there were many question marks in her little head.

They are so sad, how can I coax them?

"Yicheng, do you think so?" Mo Sui asked softly.

Gu Yicheng was silent for a moment.

For so long, they never thought that An An might be their child.

At that time, the police speculated that Mo Yaqin had given the child away or threw it at the door of the orphanage in Lingshi, because in their opinion, a cunning person like her would prevent any possibility that Mo Sui could find the child.

Mo Yaqin can complete all kinds of proofs, so she must have thought carefully before taking action. How can she be so hasty and send her child to the nearest orphanage?

In addition, there are many abandoned babies in the orphanage. Even if someone leaves the baby at the gate of the orphanage, it is difficult to determine whether the baby is one month old, two months old, or three months old just from the growth and development of the baby.

So although Dean Wang previously estimated that An An was sent in about two months, she was not sure.

There were so many things that happened during this time, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui didn't have time to digest them, and they wouldn't think so whimsically that the little amateur guest sent by the show team turned out to be their own daughter.

But now, everything is on track.

The moment they saw that photo, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui were convinced of the result.

"I think so." Gu Yicheng gave her an answer firmly.

Even though the answer was already planted in his heart, Mo Sui still breathed a sigh of relief because of his words.

"I'm going to call the police officer Fang, you wait for me in the car with the child." Gu Yicheng said.

Mo Sui took the car keys and took An An.

The little dumpling shook his head vigorously and waved his hand: "An An go by herself!"

"Why?" Mo Sui asked softly.

The child's face turned red: "An An is too fat."

Mo Sui wanted to laugh, but when the corners of his lips raised, his eyes began to heat up again.

She hugged An An tightly in her arms, her voice choked: "Who said that? We An An are not fat, and mother likes to hold you."

"But An An's belly is so round." The little dumpling muttered softly.

"Is it as round as a watermelon?" Mo Sui smiled, freeing one hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Mom patted my watermelon belly!" An An showed a soft smile.

Mo Sui patted the child's belly lightly: "How much is a pound of watermelon?"

"A dollar a pound!" An Anbi pointed out a finger.

"Why is it so cheap?" Mo Sui took her words.

An An had no idea about the price. After thinking about it carefully, she came up with the biggest number she knew: "One hundred yuan?"

The little guy wasn't quite sure yet. After saying the hundred yuan, he shyly hid in his mother's arms and buried his face: "Is one hundred yuan too much?"

But Mo Sui, who was holding her, shook his head gently: "Our fat watermelons are not sold for any money."

When Fat Watermelon heard it, he was even more satisfied, and smiled embarrassedly.

...

Gu Yicheng contacted the police officer Fang who was in charge of their case.

Officer Fang said that even if they had the answer in their hearts, according to the process, they still had to do a paternity test first.

Once it is confirmed, the police can investigate from the orphanage where An An grew up. Although Mo Yaqin is already incapable of civil conduct, how did the death certificate at that time be the cremation certificate? Did the relevant personnel commit the crime of malfeasance or forgery?

Second, the adoption procedures at the orphanage have not yet been completed. The Adoption Law stipulates that couples under the age of 30 are not allowed to adopt children, but if they are the biological parents of the child, they do not need to go through the adoption procedures.

Until now, Gu Yicheng still couldn't believe what had happened in just a few minutes, and his mind was almost in chaos. At this time, the police officer Fang pointed out the direction for him, and suddenly realized that the sixty-day publicity period proposed by Dean Wang was about to pass halfway, and he had not found a reasonable and legal means to put the child's household registration in their name.

He accepted the suggestion of the police officer Fang, and the family of three drove to the nearest appraisal agency.

"Aren't you going to the hospital?" Mo Sui asked.

"Not all hospitals can be a relative—" Gu Yicheng endured what he had not finished, and said another word, "To do such an identification, it must be done by a hospital that has a DNA laboratory and has obtained relevant qualifications. Assistant Fang investigates. Now, the hospital that can do the appraisal is far away, and it is the same for us to go to a regular appraisal agency."

"Dad, what is the appraisal?" An An asked curiously.

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui simply explained the meaning of the word, but did not tell her what to identify.

An An is still young and doesn't understand anything, but as long as they say it patiently, she should be able to understand what it means.

But they didn't dare to say it yet, and they wouldn't tell Old Master Gu and Cen Yanjun the news in advance.

The results haven't come out yet, what if they're too abrupt?

A happy and empty taste will make people more difficult to accept.

Gu Yicheng parked his car at the entrance of the appraisal center.

As soon as the family of three entered the door, they were invited into the reception room by a special person.

When the staff recognized Mo Sui, they were a little surprised at first, but quickly informed that their privacy would not be leaked.

Gu Yicheng avoided An An and asked, "How many days will the paternity test result in?"

The other party gave a professional answer: "It will take three to five working days at the earliest to complete the identification."

"Can it be expedited?" he asked.

"Paternity testing can indeed be expedited, but the expedited service provided by our institution is a response to special circumstances, and the results obtained after expediting are only for personal reference. Therefore, in order to be more authentic and accurate, the institution still recommends You are identified according to standard procedures."

The result of this paternity test is mainly to be handed over to the police and the review agency that handles adoption procedures. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Gu Yicheng did not choose expedited service.

It's only three days, they can wait.

Next, is the time for on-site sampling.

Gu Yicheng walked to An An.

There were too many things to think about just now, and Mo Sui panicked again for a while, so he had to carry everything.

Therefore, until now, he has no time to talk to the child.

He crouched down and looked at this chubby little face.

Not in a hurry for the three-day waiting time, it is indeed because Gu Yicheng already thought in his heart that this was his child.

At this moment, he gently held the child in his arms: "An An."

The little group was even more confused.

Why today, father and mother are very fond of coquetry?

An An honestly stayed in his father's arms. After a while, he asked, "Dad, what are we going to do now?"

Gu Yicheng then remembered to sample the child, and he said, "Dad needs a hair from An An."

When the little dumpling heard this, his eyes widened.

No wonder Mom and Dad looked so sad that they were going to pull out her hair!

She immediately covered her little head with her hands: "No, no, no!"

Pulling hair hurts!

Gu Yicheng smiled: "This is just a game."

Mo Sui also squatted in front of the child, coaxing patiently, "Why don't mom try to show An An, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Yes, it doesn't hurt at all." Gu Yicheng nodded, but at this moment, Mo Sui had reached out and pulled a hair out of his head.

Gu Yicheng's hair is not soft, the roots are strong, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Sui also brushed her hair.

Long hair is easier to pull out, but she still hurts a little.

An An sat in the chair, looking at her parents with a puzzled expression, the corners of her mouth bent down.

Why do they perform hair pulling for themselves? Does she have to do the same?

The little dumplings were afraid of the pain, their mouths flattened, and they looked at them aggrieved.

Mo Sui pushed Gu Yicheng with his elbow: "You have another one."

Gu Yicheng rubbed his scalp, looked at An An again, and decided to be a role model and share weal and woe with his daughter.

He said to Mo Sui, "You help me pull out, just choose one, don't pull too much."

Mo Sui nodded and reached out to the top of his head again.

An An was even more puzzled, and her little feet moved on the ground.

Gu Yicheng turned around and asked the staff, "Can I use scissors to cut off her hair?"

The staff smiled and shook his head: "We use hair for identification, and the identification is not the hair, but the DNA contained in the hair follicle. Therefore, it must be done with plucked hair, and it cannot fall off by itself or cut it with scissors. ."

Hearing this, An An covered her head even harder.

The staff added: "However, the hair follicles of children under the age of six are underdeveloped, and the DNA that can be extracted is not enough, so there is no way to complete the identification. So we directly use the oral mucosal cell sampling method."

As soon as the words were finished, the staff invited a family of three to receive oral swab sampling.

An An heard that as long as she opened her mouth wide, it didn't hurt at all, so she jumped up and down immediately.

Behind them, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui looked stupidly at the hairs in their hands.

So just now, the staff watched them pulling their hair out in front of the children, why didn't they stop them?

The staff took the child into the sampling room, and asked in a low voice, "Children, why did your parents pull so many hairs just now? Obviously one is enough."

An An tilted her head: "It might be fun."

...

After the sampling was completed, An An followed her parents home.

There is one more person in the family, Assistant Fang.

Assistant Fang is here to install the swing for Ann.

A few days ago, Mr. Gu said that he would install a swing for the child at home, make a row of picture book shelves, and decorate the children's room.

These days, he has been doing his homework and finally chose a swing frame that is excellent in both style and quality.

"Uncle Fang, you're here!" The little dumpling waved his hands warmly and greeted him.

Assistant Fang was relieved.

In this family, it is best to be small, and when you see him, you will smile with a big smile, just like seeing your relatives!

He stepped forward and said to An An, "It was your father who asked me to pretend you—"

"Wow! It's a swing!" The little dumpling exclaimed, "whoosh" and ran away from Assistant Fang, rushing to the position next to the slide in the living room.

Assistant Fang:  …

His relatives said to run and run, too ruthless.

"Is it ready?" Gu Yicheng asked.

Assistant Fang nodded: "Mr. Gu, I have done a lot of homework on this swing. The quality of the swing is very good. Even if the swing is high, it will not be dangerous. Moreover, it should be in line with the wife's aesthetic."

Mo Sui looked at the swing frame.

The warm colors go well with the decor of this home.

It's just that there are no ugly and colorful animals on it, I'm afraid An An will not be satisfied.

At this moment, An An really doesn't think the swing is beautiful.

But when she pushed the swing lightly, she saw it swaying, and she was very happy immediately, and asked her mother to hold her up.

Mo Sui smiled and said, "Come on."

The child sat on the swing, holding the thick hemp rope on the side with both hands, and his short legs swayed vigorously.

The swing was gently pushed up and then slowly lowered. An An sat firmly with the seat belt fastened on her body, but she still shouted, "It's too exciting!"

Mo Sui looked at her with a gentle smile on his lips.

Gu Yicheng also wanted to come forward and play with the children.

It's just that he didn't take a few steps, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that Assistant Fang was still standing there.

He turned back: "Is there anything else?"

Assistant Fang probed his head, looked in the air, lowered his head again, covered his mouth with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Gu, you asked me to find out where the paternity test can be done... Shouldn't you, you are outside... …”

Before he finished speaking, he was already starting to regret it.

As an assistant, the most important thing is to be nosy, how can he gossip and ask about the boss!

"Do you think An An and us look alike?" Gu Yicheng asked.

Assistant Fang said subconsciously: "It's not like you, but it's a bit like your wife. But it's not exactly the same. The wife is cold and tall, and An An is sweet but short. But children are always short. Yes, as you grow up, you get taller..."

Assistant Fang said, trying to sew up his mouth.

Recently, his girlfriend mentioned a catchphrase on the Internet - listen to your words, listen to your words.

Is he talking nonsense?

He sighed in his heart, thinking that Mr. Gu must be angry.

But who knows, at this moment, Gu Yicheng actually laughed.

Gu Yicheng looked in the direction of Mo Sui and An An, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's really similar."

Assistant Fang was puzzled, but after that, his eyes suddenly widened: "The paternity test you did—"

"Be quiet." Gu Yicheng said, "An An doesn't know yet."

Assistant Fang swallowed several saliva to make himself appear more calm.

"Let's just say, Mr. loves his wife so much, why would he suddenly run to do a paternity test!" Assistant Fang showed an expression of eating melon.

It seems that Mr. Gu is in a good mood.

In other words, those stupid things he just said were not taken seriously at all!

Although Assistant Fang still didn't know when Mr. Gu had children, and how the children in the orphanage were suspected to be their biological daughters, he finally shut up wisely and changed the subject.

"Mr. Gu, the more I look at it, the more I feel that An An is similar to you!" Assistant Fang said passionately.

"Where is it like?" Gu Yicheng's expression was extremely interesting.

"Uh—" Assistant Fang scratched his head, "Seeing that the child's legs are so slender, it must be up to you, and he will be so tall in the future!"

Gu Yicheng: "Really?"

Assistant Fang was afraid that he would pat his **** on the horse's leg again, so he coughed: "Mr. Gu, I'm going to buy a picture book shelf!"

After he left, Gu Yicheng turned to look at the little dumpling and her fleshy short legs.

Assistant Fang said the legs are slender?

...

The next morning, An An was still lying on the big bed in the master bedroom, spread out like a small meat pie, and slept soundly.

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui were lying beside the bed, resting their cheeks in their hands, watching her intently.

Is this really their daughter?

As they watched, they couldn't help laughing.

Mo Sui gently held An An's little hand and placed it next to his own for comparison.

I don't know if it's her illusion, why do they think their hands are so similar now?

Gu Yicheng had nowhere to hold it, so he reached out and scratched An'an's little foot.

The child slept soundly, kicked his feet, stretched and turned around, pouted his little butt, and hid his feet.

"Don't quarrel with her!" Mo Sui glared at him.

Gu Yicheng said seriously: "An An's toes are like me."

Mo Sui:  …

"You said, after the results of the paternity test come out, will An An really be our child?" Mo Sui whispered.

"If not, will you be sad?" Gu Yicheng asked.

Mo Sui thought about it carefully.

As early as the end of the show, when An An was about to be taken back to the orphanage, she knew that she could never let this child suffer again. And confirming that this is really their daughter will not change the status quo.

But at the same time, they also knew in their hearts that the meaning was different.

They wouldn't mind if An An was not related to them by blood.

If the identification results confirm that she is their child, of course it is better, it is the icing on the cake.

"May be disappointed, but not sad," Mo Sui said.

Gu Yicheng also thought of going with her, but soon, he firmly said: "She is our daughter."

Mo Sui continued to hold his cheeks and looked at Little Pink Pig, who was sleeping soundly: "I think so too."

The two of them were talking, and suddenly they felt a little silly and couldn't help but laugh.

The golden sunlight spilled into the master bedroom, and Mo Sui's eyes were so illuminated from this angle that he couldn't open his eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and wanted to block it with her hands, but Gu Yicheng had already reached out and covered An An's little blanket over their heads to help her block the dazzling light.

She was wrapped in his arms by him, and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

At this moment, the little pink pig, who was pouting to sleep, yawned and opened his eyes in a daze.

She turned her face, looked at her parents, and said milkily, "Mom and Dad, are you playing tent games?"

The little dumpling rolled on the bed and got into their "little tent".

Mom and Dad's arms are the most comfortable.

...

Two days later, the paternity test results will be available.

But Mo Sui had to go back to the crew first, otherwise, the irascible Director He would go straight to the house and arrest him.

She originally wanted to bring An An back to the crew, just like the last time. Just before the departure, Zhou Mingmin called her and said that in order to let her rest well, she has been rushing to the schedule and filmed a lot of separate scenes in order to stabilize Director He.

In this way, Mo Sui decided to get acquainted with each other and stop taking the child to wander in front of Director He.

The small dumplings were sent to the grandparents' house again.

"An An, let me take you to see frogs." Old Man Gu said, "Go to the flower and bird market to see real frogs!"

"Okay!" An An's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Why didn't you call me?" Old Man Gu raised his eyebrows.

"What are you shouting?" An An asked strangely.

Grandpa Gu said, "Grandpa."

"Hey!" The little dumpling ran upstairs excitedly.

Grandpa Gu frowned.

He called "Grandpa" and she said "Eh"?

What does it mean?

Mrs. Li was mopping the floor beside her, smiling until her eyes almost narrowed, and explained to the old man, "An An heard her grandmother calling her upstairs, that's why she made an 'eh' and ran up..."

Old Man Gu turned his head to look upstairs.

Seriously, why didn't he hear Cen Yanjun's voice?

Are your ears back?

The old man is very vengeful. After such a disturbance, he decided not to see the frog.

Just as Cen Yanjun was going to play mahjong at Qiuping's house next door, he took An An away.

Mr. Gu couldn't go down the steps immediately.

As soon as he received the call from Mo Sui, he had already told the driver that he was going to the Flower and Bird Market. Now what do people think of him?

Looking at his well-dressed wife, he glanced angrily, picked up the newspaper, and pretended not to care.

At this time, the whirring voice of the little dumpling came: "Grandpa, An An is going to play mahjong, I will come back to see the frogs with you later!"

Old man Gu raised his head from the newspaper, glanced at An An, and pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing too much.

He was not interested in seeing frogs.

An An didn't know what mahjong was, but after following Cen Yanjun to Nie Qiuping's house, she immediately understood.

Isn't this a building block?

The little dumpling sat on grandma's lap and played mahjong seriously for a while.

"Three cakes!" Cen Yanjun said.

An An frowned and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, which one is the three cakes?"

"Three circles." Cen Yanjun taught her.

An An took the three cakes, threw them on the electric mahjong table, and said loudly, "Three cakes!"

Nie Qiuping: "Touch!"

She took the three cakes, put out a pair of the same, and continued to beat: "Eighty thousand!"

"Huh!" Cen Yanjun immediately grinned and pushed the card down.

Nie Qiuping was unhappy, and pouted, "How can anyone play mahjong with their children?"

Cen Yanjun put An An down: "Little girl, go over there to play."

She raised her arms, ready to continue killing the Quartet.

At this time, Nie Qiuping said, "Jun Yan, you said last time that you would go through the adoption procedures for this child, have you done it?"

"It's still being done." Speaking of this, Cen Yanjun became lethargic.

"Is it impossible to do it? In the future, the child will have to be under your household registration and will be called your parents?" Nie Qiuping said with a smile.

Cen Yanjun glared at her angrily: "It's not a big deal to watch the fun, believe it or not I'll win all your money?"

Nie Qiuping was not malicious, she said with a smile, "Okay."

However, Cen Yanjun suddenly felt bored.

As long as she thinks about the adoption procedure, she has a headache.

Time passed day by day, and it didn't take long for the publicity day of the orphanage to expire. If this matter still cannot be solved, what should we do?

Although they are all a family, whoever adopts An An is the same, but she always feels strange in her heart.

After all, she is an older generation, and she is still relatively traditional, and she has a headache when she thinks of the generation that may be messed up.

Cen Yanjun snorted again and pushed the card: "Stop playing, take us to An An to see the frog."

...

Mo Sui returned to the crew and saw Zhou Mingmin running over.

"Finally back, what happened in the past two days?" Zhou Mingmin understands Mo Sui's character. She is very dedicated and will not delay work for private matters unless it is very important.

There was a smile on Mo Sui's lips, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw He Qisheng with a dark face.

Director He got up from his small bench and walked towards them.

Zhou Mingmin whispered: "I can't shoot many scenes these days, which disrupted his shooting plan. This is our fault, so don't argue with him, just let him scold him and let it go."

Although Zhou Mingmin reminded Mo Sui like this, at this moment, the entire crew and other actors broke into a cold sweat.

Director He has a bad temper. The entire crew, except for the two heroines, has been scolded by him for a round. Mo Sui's absence this time has delayed some progress. It is estimated that now seeing her, Director He can't help but get angry.

However, as a movie queen, Mo Sui is not easy to bully.

Everyone was worried that if the two of them were arguing red-faced, they wouldn't care, but it was just that the people around them would be tied down in their work, reminding the fearful.

"what's wrong with you?"

Sure enough, Director He stood in front of Mo Sui with a straight face.

Everyone sighed silently in the bottom of their hearts, and hurriedly went to work on their own, lest the director and actress get angry and bring disaster to Chi Yu.

"You are a professional actor, how can you ask for such a long leave? At the beginning, I said two days, and I agreed. Later, Zhou Mingmin put it on you and said that you should rest for two more days, and I agreed. But I agreed to go back yesterday. Group, where did the last person go?" Director He sullenly said, "Our industry is indeed different from other industries, but some aspects are the same. Even if you work in an outside company, take a few days off and come back. There's no place for you!"

He Qisheng has a quick temper, and when he opens his mouth, he is aggressive.

He estimated that Mo Sui would also slap his neck and stiffen himself up, so he was ready to have a big quarrel with her.

Who knows, Mo Sui's face is very good.

The corners of her mouth curved, and she raised a smile: "Director He, I'm sorry."

He Qisheng: ? ? ?

Mo Sui added: "I shouldn't delay the progress of the crew, I promise not to."

He Qisheng was stunned again, and subconsciously reached out and took out a cigarette from his trousers pocket.

However, as soon as his fingers caught the cigarette, he frowned again and looked up at Mo Sui and Zhou Mingmin.

"You smoke, you smoke." Mo Sui said.

Zhou Mingmin pinched his nose with his fingers and smiled brightly: "We don't mind!"

He Qisheng's anger subsided, he coughed: "This attitude of admitting mistakes is still okay."

The crew and actors who were all ears waiting for the war to break out were stupid.

They quietly turned back and looked at the very peaceful Director He and Mo Sui, their faces full of doubts.

Director He was too polite to Mo Sui, and Mo Sui, she seemed very happy!

After Director He left with a cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Mingmin came over with a look of surprise: "What kind of trick are you doing?"

"Don't hit the smiling face, An An taught me." Mo Sui said.

Zhou Mingmin rubbed her shoulder with her shoulder: "Looks very happy, and you made up with your husband?"

Mo Sui pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhou Mingmin narrowed his eyes: "Mysterious, what happened?"

Mo Sui lowered his voice: "Mingmin, my daughter is still alive."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mingmin's jaw was about to drop.

She widened her eyes and listened to Mo Sui's explanation of the whole thing, and finally her expression became solemn.

"Can your mother really do such a thing?"

Although the child is still alive, all this was planned by his mother, which is too hurtful.

Mo Sui shook his head: "I'm not sure yet, but it should be."

"If so, you must be very sad." Zhou Mingmin took her arm, paused, and then asked, "But why do you look so happy? What good news?"

Mo Sui was indeed chilled by what Mo Yaqin had done, but joy temporarily defeated everything.

She looked into Zhou Mingmin's eyes and said seriously, "There is indeed good news, but it's not sure yet. When it's confirmed, I'll tell you right away."

Zhou Mingmin let out an "ah" and was about to cry out of curiosity.

What exactly is the good news? Did the child find it? How can it be so fast?

A series of questions came to her mind, and she was scratching her head.

I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep that night.

...

That night, Mo Sui was the one who couldn't sleep.

She remembered the results of the paternity test tomorrow morning.

Although she faintly felt that the result was gone, but when this time was approaching, she was still confused.

Mo Sui was lying on the bed in the hotel, looking at the dark sky outside the window, really wanting to go to tomorrow.

She couldn't sleep, so she took her mobile phone from the bedside table and sent a WeChat message to Gu Yicheng.

[Mo: What are you doing? 】

[gyc: Hold the baby and chat. 】

Mo Sui couldn't sleep anymore.

I envy him so much.

On the other side, Gu Yicheng, who was at home, put down his mobile phone with a sly smile on his face.

An An said, "Dad, An An doesn't want to chat anymore."

His smile froze: "Why?"

"We've been chatting for a long time." The little dumpling said solemnly, "Can I go back to my room to sleep?"

Gu Yicheng sighed: "How old are you, you think your father is long-winded?"

"No wow." Looking at the injured father, An An patted his shoulder and coaxed, "Then let's continue talking."

Gu Yucheng: ...

He clearly remembered that An An was always pestering her mother with endless things to say.

Do parents have different positions in their children's hearts?

But it doesn't matter, while Mo Sui is not at home, he can develop a good relationship with his children.

Gu Yicheng tried his best to read the picture books piled up as high as a mountain, and then found a pile of delicious food for the child and placed them in front of her.

The little dumpling tilted his head and drank yogurt while eating cheese sticks.

belch.

"Dad." She asked suddenly, "Does Ann need to go back to the orphanage again?"

Gu Yicheng was startled, then nodded: "Of course."

"Will I live at grandma's house in the future?" she whispered again.

"No, why do you ask that?" Gu Yicheng's expression became serious, "Mom and dad are here, so I won't let you live at grandma's house."

The small group lowered their heads.

After a long time, she asked in a milky voice, "Dad, are you waiting for your sister to be safe?