Chapter 1129

Only then did Chen Yilan pay attention to her granddaughter, she smiled softly at her, and stroked her hair, "Yue'er, grandma doesn't know where she is now, she will come when your daddy and uncle find her."

"Does she have a picture? I want to see it."

Chen Yilan thought for a while, then shook her head, "Grandma doesn't have it here, if you want to see it, you can ask uncle after he wakes up."

Chen Yilan carried Andy into the room to change clothes, Ling Qiyue picked up her own slippers, went upstairs barefoot, passed by her mother's room, heard the voices of her parents inside, she went there gently, and put her ears on the door... …

"Okay, go downstairs quickly, little baby is going to get tired of you, you're so tired." It was the mother who spoke with a smile, full of love for her father.

"One more kiss."

"Hehe, I will be spoiled by you."

"Little baby, Daddy will spoil and love you like this."

Hearing this, Little Suancai pouted and knocked on the door, "Daddy, I'm here."

A few seconds after the voice fell, the door opened, and Gu Mingxuan looked at his daughter with a smile, "Good morning, baby."

Little Pickled Cabbage glanced at him, and then her eyes swept to her mother's belly. Seeing her mother pulling up her maternity dress with a happy smile on her face, she felt a little jealous for no reason.

Walking over, she put her little hand on her mother's swollen belly, "Sister, I love you too."

After finishing speaking solemnly, she walked back to Gu Mingxuan, "Do you love me?"

"Love." Gu Mingxuan nodded.

"Who do you like best?"

It was a serious and embarrassing question, but Gu Mingxuan didn't answer immediately, raised the corners of his lips, and patted her head, "Guess."

"Can't guess."

Ling Moxue came over and looked at her daughter with a smile, "Baby, Mom and Dad love you very much, very much."

Ling Moxue knew very well that although her daughter wanted younger siblings, but she really did have them, maybe she was also afraid of losing her parents' love, otherwise, she would not have asked such a question, and her expression would not have been so serious.

Therefore, she had to make sure that after having this little baby, the couple tried their best to take care of the emotions of the first child.

Luckily, Pug said that this sauerkraut is very sensitive.

Hearing what his wife said, Gu Mingxuan hurriedly picked up his daughter and kissed her on the cheek, "Daddy's favorites are naturally Mommy and Yue'er."

Ling Qiyue paused, then asked again: "In your heart, what number is Yue'er?"

"First." Gu Mingxuan pursed his lips and smiled.

Little Suancai's eyes flashed, and she looked at her mother with a hint of complacency in her eyes, then patted Gu Mingxuan on the shoulder, "Put me down, I still have things to do."

"What's the matter?" Gu Mingxuan was curious.

"Wake up brother."

"Aren't they up yet?"

"Um."

Gu Mingxuan immediately put her down, "Then go, but the ground is wet outside, so I don't need to run today."

"Okay." Little Pickle immediately ran upstairs.

"Hey, Yue'er, did you forget that brother's room is also on the third floor?" Gu Mingxuan's voice came, but Little Pickled Cabbage ignored him.

Pushing away from Gu Haoran's room, Ling Qiyue was surprised to see that the bed was well made and the curtains were not drawn.

"Uncle." She called a few times, but when no one answered, she backed out.

Finally, she found Gu Haoran sleeping on the sofa in the study room. He was still dressed neatly, with his hands on his chest, his hair was messy, and his eyes had thick black circles under his forehead.

Ling Qiyue didn't wake him up, but found his mobile phone on the coffee table, so she took it over and pressed it...

Uh! There is a fingerprint lock.

Little Suancai frowned, leaned closer to Gu Haoran's face for a closer look, and then secretly pinched his fingers to try one by one.

Fortunately, I tried it with my left index finger and it was unlocked.

On the desktop of the mobile phone is a pair of young and beautiful men and women, their faces are close to each other, smiling happily.

Little Pickled Cabbage stared at it for a few seconds, then opened the picture again...

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Downstairs in the children's room, Ling Qiyang's phone rang a few times. Ling Qiyang, who had just washed his face, opened it and looked at it. His handsome face was full of doubts——

Who are these photos?

Boom boom boom! There was another hurried footstep at the door.

"Guokuo." Ling Qiyue ran in, "Did you see Mommy Andy?"

Ling Qiyang opened his eyes wide and looked at her strangely, "I see, what do you want?"

"Help uncle find her!"

...

"Baba, Baba." In the study, Andy was squatting in front of the sofa with a piece of bread in his hand, and gently patted Gu Haoran's chest with his small hand, "Wake up, Baba."

Hearing his son's call, Gu Haoran opened his eyes wearily...

He vaguely saw his son's immature and beautiful face, and Ruthia's exquisite face flashed in his mind.

With a sore nose, he stretched out his arms to hug Andy, pursed his lips tightly, but didn't say a word.

He didn't go to sleep until after four o'clock in the morning. Up to now, he had only closed his eyes for three hours. He was really tired, but his heart was even more tired.

"Papa, are you hungry?" Andy's small face was pressed against his chest, and his eyes were shining on his blue chin.

There was a stubble of beard, he touched it with his little hand, it was a little prickly.

"Papa, you're going to put incense bubbles on here." He patted Gu Haoran's face, "Mummy will be clean when she sees Papa when she comes back."

Mommy back?

When will Mommy come back?

Gu Haoran closed his eyes, a stream of heat overflowed the corners of his eyes, tears oozed out, and just fell on Andy's fingertips...

Father and son are connected, and Andy understands why his father is crying.

His little mouth shrunk, and he began to cry, "Papa, I want Mommy, woohoo...Mommy will come back, Papa, Mommy will come back."

"Di'er." At this time, Chen Yilan came and saw her grandson crying on her son's body, her heart ached, and she hurried over to pick him up, "Don't cry, Dier, be good."

"Papa crying." Andy pointed to Gu Haoran who was still lying on the sofa.

Chen Yilan felt uncomfortable when she saw the crystal tears on the corners of her son's eyes. She put down Andy, took a tissue and gently wiped away the tears on her son's face.

"Haoran, Dier is still by your side, Sisi loves you so much, she will definitely find a way to come back, don't be sad."

Gu Haoran turned his head to prevent his mother from seeing his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm very tired, take Dier out."

"Okay, then you can sleep for a while, and leave everything to your brother. He has already gone out after breakfast."

Gu Haoran didn't move.

Chen Yilan sighed secretly, hugged Andy and left the study.

After she walked a few steps, Gu Haoran in the room got up suddenly, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and unplugged An Yina's phone...

The new number was found by Gu Mingxuan and sent to his mobile phone.

An Yina, who was already in the psychotherapy center, took out her mobile phone and glanced at it. Her complexion sank, and she ruthlessly pressed "Refused to listen" with her slender fingers.

Turning around, she said to a refined man wearing glasses, "It's time to start."

The man was about forty-five years old, clean-faced, unimpressed, Asian, and held the highest honor of a famous psychiatrist in London.

"Ma'am, are you sure you want to restore your daughter's memory?" He asked softly.

An Yina's expression was gloomy, but her eyes were extremely firm...

Rather than her daughter recovering that memory and regretting it in the future, it is better to let her see the facts now, let time test her love with Gu Haoran, and let her decide whether to choose this marriage or not.

"Let her recover."