Chapter 187

At this time, Aunt Mei finally saw clearly, isn't it? The child in Mr. Qiao's arms is really beautiful like a little angel. He has big eyes, tender skin, and his fat little hands are gnawing on his mouth. hungry.

He was drooling, his mouth puckered, and the saliva splashed on Qiao Zhenyu's face.

Instead of being angry, Mr. Qiao seemed to be enjoying it, wiping his face and mouthing non-stop.

Aunt Mei is also dumbfounded now, is she delusional? Why do I always feel that what Master Qiao is holding in his arms is the Third Young Master from more than 20 years ago?

Mr. Qiao naturally had a panoramic view of Aunt Mei and Uncle Lin's expressions, and he felt even more joyful. He strode into the house and called loudly, "San'er, tell him to come out!"

Qiao Moli had heard the movement upstairs a long time ago, but he didn't react at all. He stood on the balcony and quietly looked at the blue sea outside the window.

Even though his leg is healed, he still wants to stay on this island, he feels his heart is empty, and this is the only place for him.

His call was not answered, Qiao Zhenyu frowned, and looked at Uncle Lin displeasedly, "Call Mo Li out."

Uncle Lin bent slightly, pointed to the upstairs, "Master, he is upstairs looking at the sea."

Qiao Zhenyu frowned even more, this kid is really getting worse and worse, since he lost his memory, he looks at the sea every day like a demon, alas!

With a long sigh in his heart, Qiao Zhenyu held the child and had no choice but to go upstairs by himself.

Went upstairs with Uncle Lin, gently pushed Qiao Moli's bedroom away, Uncle Lin called out in a low voice, "Master, the old man is here."

Qiao Moli ignored it and didn't even move.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt like he wasn't interested in anything.

It seems that I have lost the most important thing in my life.

Seeing Qiao Moli's gloomy look, Qiao Zhenyu felt even more depressed.

He carried the child and walked towards Qiao Moli, intending to teach the distraught Qiao Moli a lesson.

Just two steps away, the little baby in his arms suddenly giggled.

Qiao Zhenyu looked down at the giggling little guy, his face was full of kindness.

Qiao Moli also keenly heard the sound of the baby's laughter, her heart moved, and she turned around curiously, only to see grandpa holding a little baby.

The little baby was carved in pink and jade, with mischievousness written all over his rosy little face. He looked at him with wide eyes. The little fist was still in his mouth and gnawed.

Whose child is this?

Qiao Moli felt a little strange, why did she always feel that the child in grandpa's arms was familiar?

Qiao Zhenyu held the child and stopped in front of Qiao Moli, and put the child between his legs, "San'er, look who this is? I'll give you this little guy immediately, cheer me up. There is still a long way to go, are you going to be so depressed?"

Qiao Moli didn't understand what grandpa was saying at all, his attention was all attracted by the baby in his arms.

He involuntarily stretched out his arms to wrap around the little guy in his arms. She stared blankly at his chubby little face.

The little baby was surrounded by Qiao Moli's hands, and looked at Qiao Moli with wide-open eyes, not afraid of strangers at all.

"Whose child is this?" Qiao Moli asked softly, and for some reason, her heart was pounding.

Qiao Zhenyu looked at Qiao Moli's expression, "This is your son, San'er, you already have a child, you can't go on like this. The entire Qiao family needs you to shoulder it."

Qiao Moli's mind was buzzing for a moment, only Qiao Zhenyu's mouth was opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Grandpa just said, this is, his child? !

But when did he have a child?

Qiao Moli felt his head hurt suddenly, he clenched his teeth, desperately searching his memory for things about this child.

However, he couldn't find it at all!

Suppressing her headache, Qiao Moli looked down at the child in her arms, feeling that he looked so familiar.

Especially those bright eyes seemed to have been deeply imprinted in his bone marrow long ago, and they were hard to forget.

The little baby and Qiao Moli looked at each other for a while, and smiled sweetly. He took Qiao Moli's big hand and put it in his mouth to feed him. With his toothless gums, he bit Qiao Moli's fingers bit by bit, as if Think of him as a milk jug.

This soft and waxy touch shocked Qiao Moli's heart, and all the memories that he had deliberately sealed up came roaring towards him like sea water breaking a bank.

All the past, all the pain, and unforgettable pain. All flooded into Qiao Moli's mind.

At this moment, Qiao Moli was like a roller coaster rushing towards the sky, suddenly enlightened.

He remembered, ma'am...

He stared at the baby in his arms in a daze, and suddenly felt an unbearable heartache, Luoluo. his wife!

His voice became hoarse, and he touched the baby sitting between his legs with trembling hands, and murmured, "This is, my son?"

Didn't he die when he was born? Didn't he leave due to lack of oxygen? Didn't he force his mother to fall into the sea?

Qiao Zhenyu understood Qiao Moli's psychology, and said with some regret, "Yes, at that time, Yan Xiluo's child was put in an incubator due to premature delivery and heavy bleeding. Grandpa simply put the child in the incubator in order to prevent you from having to bear the worry of losing the child again. It was concealed. I planned to raise him up and tell you all. But, I never expected that Yan Xiluo would..."

"Enough!" Qiao Moli turned her head abruptly, coldly interrupting Qiao Zhenyu's continuation.

His voice was very indifferent, as if Qiao Zhenyu was just an ordinary stranger, "Grandpa, there is no need to explain. You simply hid the child on purpose to force the wife away. With the current result, you still don't know." satisfy?"

His voice was accompanied by endless desolation... as if all this was just yesterday!

Qiao Zhenyu opened his mouth to Qiao Moli's accusation, but after all he didn't know how to answer, so he sighed and bowed his head in silence.

With tears in her eyes, Qiao Moli hugged the child tightly, and looked at his eyes, which had inherited Yan Xiluo, which were slightly blue.

He said firmly, "Grandpa, if you want all of this, I will do what you want. From now on, I will shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the Qiao family, but please don't worry about anything about me. Because I was afraid that I would lose control of myself and do something unfilial!"

This is his favorite relative in this world, but he forced his lover to death! How should he go?

Qiao Zhenyu took a step back and looked at Qiao Moli in disbelief, "San'er? Could it be that because of this, you dare to disobey grandpa?"

He had long thought that Qiao Moli would blame him when he knew the truth, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce!

Holding the child in his arms, Qiao Moli's face was still so indifferent, "Grandpa, this is what you want, isn't it? My wife is gone, and you have allowed me to return to Qiao's as you wished. I agree. What else do you want?"