Chapter 43 "Don't cry!" (1)

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

It was a four-inch photo taken in an old photo studio with an old-fashioned background. The photo was old, but well preserved and only slightly yellowed.

In the photo, the young Mo Yaqin was wearing a floral dress with shoulder pads that was popular for a while. Her hair was shiny black, but it was obvious that she was very restrained in front of the camera. Even her smile was stiff.

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

Mo Sui was not as cold as she is now. She had a round head and a round belly, and her mouth curled up. She smiled innocently and cutely.

You don't even need to look carefully. At first glance, you can see that An An looks very similar to her when she was a child.

They all have clear and bright almond eyes, small and tall noses, and pink little mouths. The outlines of their facial features are almost exactly the same.

This is simply amazing. Huang pointed to the photo and asked Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng to come over: "When I was following the variety show, netizens said that the little guest looked a bit like the intern mother, but it was only a resemblance. I didn't expect that the child looked like you when you were a child!"

Mo Sui was greatly shocked and recalled that possibility.

She wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare to get closer. She subconsciously reached out to hold Gu Yicheng's hand.

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

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

Back then, the family conditions were not bad, and Mo's father would take pictures of her with a camera, and then develop the pictures and keep them as a souvenir when she grew up. However, Mo Sui had never seen those pictures.

Because Mo Yaqin disagreed.

Those past events were like thorns in Mo Yaqin's heart. She absolutely could not bear her daughter to recall her biological father through childhood pictures.

And Mo Sui had never seen the picture that Mo Yaqin treasured in her wallet.

So when she saw the picture, Mo Sui froze completely.

This was the first time she saw what she looked like when she was young.

When she grew up, she was thin and didn't like to laugh. Even if someone compared her pictures when she was in her teens with An An, she wouldn't think they looked that similar.

But now, after seeing what she looked like when she was four years old, Mo Sui was almost certain that An An was her child.

Otherwise, how could they be so similar?

Gu Yicheng at this time was also staring at the photo.

The same facial features, the same curved smiling eyes, the impact brought by it, has made him forget how to think.

He withdrew his gaze from the photo, turned to look at Mo Sui, with deep repression and restraint in his eyes.

Mo Sui's eyes suddenly became wet.

She turned her head and looked at An An who was standing still.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at everything curiously.

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

When she was playing in the lobby of the nursing home just now, she heard an angry scream coming from the suite.

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

However, her action seemed to be unsuccessful.

Because her mother had come over with red eyes, tears as big as beans slowly fell down her cheeks.

An An's little face also became serious, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and she raised her chubby hands to wipe away the tears on her mother's face.

"Mom is happy." She comforted softly.

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

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

The child's hands were soft and warm. The little hands didn't use any force, and the dimples on the back of the hands were very obvious.

Seeing that her mother was still crying, An An began to think of ways to make her happy. She imitated the way she usually coaxed herself, leaned forward with her little face, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiled.

"This little girl looks so much like Miss Mo, just like they were carved out of the same mold." Huang, the nurse, said with emotion.

Huang, the nurse, didn't know what happened, but felt that everything was really amazing. The daughter adopted by the queen of the screen from the orphanage actually looks so much like her when she was a child. This is fate.

"Aunt Mo, that's your daughter. She's a big star." Huang, the nurse, said kindly, "Look, you can't recognize her. She's so sad. She's crying."

Mo Yaqin put the photo back into her pocket and glanced at Mo Sui suspiciously.

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, take the baby home."

An An still didn't know what was wrong, but she didn't want to stay here.

There was a strange old man here, and there was no delicious food or fun things.

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

It was only until then that she realized that her father's eyes were also red.

Little Tuanzi suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Why are Mom and Dad so sad?

...

Gu Yicheng held An An and left the nursing home.

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

Little Dumpling likes to be held, but is afraid that adults will be too tired.

At this time, seeing that her father insisted on holding her, An An wrapped her arms around him tightly, and her two little feet were wrapped around his waist, just like a koala wrapped around a big tree.

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

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

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

They are so sad, how can they be coaxed?

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

Gu Yicheng was silent for a moment.

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

At that time, the police speculated that Mo Yaqin gave the child away or dropped it at the gate of the orphanage in Lingshi, because in their opinion, a cunning person like her would eliminate any possibility of Mo Sui finding the child.

Mo Yaqin was able to get all kinds of certificates, so she must have thought carefully before taking action. How could she be so careless as to send the child to the orphanage closest to her?

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

So although Director Wang previously estimated that An An was sent here at about two months old, she was not sure.

Too many things happened during this period of time. Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui had no time to digest them, nor would they be so fanciful as to think that the amateur guest sent by the program team was actually their own daughter.

But now, everything has a traceable trace.

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

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

Even though this answer had already been planted in her heart, Mo Sui still breathed a sigh of relief because of his words.

"I'm going to call Officer Fang. You take the child and wait for me in the car." Gu Yicheng said.

Mo Sui took the car keys and took An An.

The little dumpling shook his head and waved his hands vigorously: "An An goes 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 her lips raised, her eyes began to heat up again.

She held An An tightly in her arms, her voice choked: "Who said that? Our An An is not fat, mommy just likes to hold you."

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

"Is it round like a watermelon?" Mo Sui smiled and reached out a hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

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

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

"One yuan a pound!" An An pointed a finger.

"Why is it so cheap?" Mo Sui continued.

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

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

But Mo Sui, who was holding her, shook his head gently: "Our Fat Watermelon will not sell it no matter how much money you pay."

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

...

Gu Yicheng contacted Officer Fang who was in charge of their case.

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

Firstly, after confirming the facts, the police could investigate the orphanage where An An grew up. Although Mo Yaqin was already a person with no civil capacity, how were the death certificates and cremation certificates issued? Did the relevant personnel commit malfeasance or forgery?

Secondly, the adoption procedures at the orphanage had not 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 a mess. At this time, Officer Fang pointed him in the direction, and he suddenly realized that the sixty-day public notice period proposed by Director Wang was about to expire, and he had not yet found a reasonable and legal means to register the child's household registration under their name.

He accepted Officer Fang's suggestion, and the family of three drove to the nearest appraisal agency.

"Don't go to the hospital?" Mo Sui asked.

"Not all hospitals can do it--" Gu Yicheng held back the words that he had not finished speaking, and changed his words, "To do such an appraisal, it must be a hospital with a DNA laboratory and relevant qualifications. Assistant Fang checked, and the hospital that can do the appraisal is relatively far away. It's the same if we go to a formal appraisal agency."

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

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

An An is still young and doesn't understand anything, but as long as they explain it patiently, she should be able to understand the meaning.

But they dare not say it for the time being, and they will not tell the news to Grandpa Gu and Cen Yanjun in advance.

The result is not out yet, what if they are too abrupt?

The feeling of joy and emptiness will make people more difficult to accept.

Gu Yicheng parked the 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.

The staff recognized Mo Sui and was a little surprised at first, but soon told them that their privacy would not be leaked.

Gu Yicheng avoided An An and asked, "How many days will it take for the paternity test to come out?"

The other party gave a professional answer: "It takes three to five working days at the fastest to complete the test."

"Can it be expedited?" he asked.

"Paternity tests can indeed be expedited, but the expedited service provided by our agency 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 agency still recommends that you follow the standard procedures for the test."

The results of this paternity test are mainly for submission to the police and the review agency handling the adoption procedures. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Gu Yicheng did not choose the expedited service.

It's only three days, they can wait.

Next, it was time for on-site sampling.

Gu Yicheng walked up to An An.

There were too many things to consider just now, and Mo Sui was panicked for a moment, so he had to take care of everything.

Therefore, until now, he had time to talk to the child.

He squatted down and looked at the chubby little face. He

was not in a hurry to wait for three days because Gu Yicheng already believed from the bottom of his heart that this was his child.

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

Little Tuanzi was even more confused.

Why are Daddy and Mommy so cute today?

An An stayed in Daddy's arms obediently for a long time before she asked, "Dad, what are we going to do now?"

Gu Yicheng then remembered that he wanted to take a sample from the child. He said, "Dad needs a strand of An An's hair."

Little Tuanzi's eyes widened when she heard that.

No wonder Daddy and Mommy looked so sad. It turned out that they wanted to pull out her hair!

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

Pulling out hair hurts!

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

Mo Sui also squatted in front of the child and coaxed him patiently: "Why don't you let Mommy try it on 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 already reached out and pulled a hair from his head.

Gu Yicheng does not have fine and soft hair, and his hair roots are strong. This effort made him grimace in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Sui also pulled a handful of his own hair.

Long hair is easier to pull, but it still hurts a little for her.

An An sat on the chair, looking at her parents with a confused look on her face, with the corners of her mouth bent down.

Why did they have to perform hair pulling for themselves? Does she have to do this too?

The little girl was afraid of pain, her mouth flattened, and she looked at them aggrievedly.

Mo Sui nudged Gu Yicheng with his elbow: "Pick another one."

Gu Yicheng rubbed his scalp, looked at An An, and decided to set a good example and share the joys and sorrows with his daughter.

He said to Mo Sui: "Help me pull out the hair, just pick one, don't pull out too many."

Mo Sui nodded and stretched his hand to his head again.

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

Gu Yicheng turned around and asked the staff: "Can I cut her hair with scissors?"

The staff smiled and shook his head: "We use hair for identification. What we identify is not the hair, but the DNA in the hair follicles. So it must be plucked hair to do it. It won't work if it falls off by itself or is cut with scissors."

Hearing this, An An covered her head even harder.

The staff member added, "However, the hair follicles of children under the age of six are not fully developed, and the DNA that can be extracted is not enough to complete this identification. So we will directly use the oral mucosal cell sampling method."

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff member invited the family of three to undergo oral swab sampling.

An An heard that it would be okay as long as he opened his mouth wide and it would not hurt at all, so he immediately jumped over.

Behind them, Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui looked stupidly at the several strands of hair in their hands.

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

The staff brought the child into the sampling room and asked in a low voice as they walked: "Little boy, why did your parents pull out so many hairs just now? Obviously one hair would be enough."

An An tilted his head: "Maybe it's for fun."

...

After the sampling was completed, An An went home with his parents.

There was one more person in the house, Assistant Fang.

Assistant Fang came to install a swing for An An.

A few days ago, Mr. Gu said that he wanted to 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 superior in both style and quality.

"Uncle Fang, you are here!" Little Tuanzi waved his hands enthusiastically and greeted him.

Assistant Fang was relieved.

In this family, the little ones are the best. When they see him, they smile widely, as if they have seen their relatives!

He walked up to An An and said, "Your father asked me to install a swing for you..."

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

Assistant Fang: ...

His relatives ran away as soon as they said they would. They are so ruthless.

"Is it built?" 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 it swings high, it will not be dangerous. Moreover, it should meet the wife's aesthetic taste."

Mo Sui looked at the swing frame.

The warm color scheme matches the decoration of this home very well.

But there are no ugly, colorful little animals on it, I am afraid An An will not be satisfied.

At this moment, An An really didn't think the swing was pretty.

But she pushed the swing gently, and it started to swing. She was immediately overjoyed and asked her mother to pick her up.

Mo Sui smiled and said, "Here it comes."

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

The swing was gently pushed up and slowly fell down. An An sat steadily, still wearing a safety belt, but still shouted in a baby voice: "It's so exciting!"

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

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

But he didn't take a few steps, and saw Assistant Fang still standing there.

He turned around: "Anything else?"

Assistant Fang poked his head and looked up into the air, then lowered his head, covered his mouth with one hand, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Gu, you asked me to find out where I can do a paternity test... Could it be that you are outside..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already begun to regret it.

As an assistant, the most important thing is to mind other people's business. How could he be so gossipy and ask about his boss's affairs!

"Do you think An An looks like us?" Gu Yicheng asked.

Assistant Fang said subconsciously: "Not like you, but a little like your wife. But not completely alike. Your wife looks cold and tall, while An An looks sweet, but very short. But children are always short, and they will grow taller as they grow up..."

Assistant Fang was trying to sew his mouth shut while talking.

Recently, his girlfriend mentioned a popular phrase on the Internet - to listen to your words is like to listen to your words.

Is he talking nonsense?

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

However, who knew that at this moment, Gu Yicheng actually laughed.

Gu Yicheng looked in the direction of Mo Sui and An An, with a faint smile on his lips: "They do look alike."

Assistant Fang was puzzled, but after being puzzled, he suddenly widened his eyes: "The paternity test you did-" "

Keep your voice down." Gu Yicheng said, "An An doesn't know yet."

Assistant Fang swallowed several times to make himself look calmer.

"I was wondering, if a husband loves his wife so much, why would he suddenly go for a paternity test!" Assistant Fang showed an expression of having eaten a melon. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Gu Yicheng's expression and became even bolder.

It seemed that Mr. Gu was in a good mood.

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

Although Assistant Fang still didn't know when Mr. Gu had a child, and why the child in the orphanage was suspected to be their biological daughter, he finally shut up smartly and changed the subject.

"Mr. Gu, the more I look at her, the more I think An An looks like you!" Assistant Fang said passionately.

"How are they alike?" Gu Yicheng's expression was extremely interested.

"Uh--" Assistant Fang scratched his head, "Look at the child's legs, they are so slender, she will definitely be like you, so tall in the future!"

Gu Yicheng: "Really?"

Assistant Fang was afraid that he would flatter 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 his head and took a look at the little girl and her chubby little legs.

Assistant Fang said these legs are slender?

...

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

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui lay on the edge of the bed, holding their cheeks with their hands, staring at her intently.

Is this really their daughter?

They couldn't help laughing as they looked at her.

Mo Sui gently held An An's little hand and compared it with his own hand.

I don't know if it was her illusion, why do she feel that their hands are so similar now?

Gu Yicheng had no place to hold, so he reached out and pinched An An's little feet.

The child was still sleeping soundly, kicking her feet, stretching her waist, turning over, sticking out her little butt, and hiding her feet.

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

Gu Yicheng said seriously: "An An's toes look like mine."

Mo Sui:...

"You say, 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 to be taken back to the orphanage, she already knew that she would never let this child suffer again. And confirming that this is really their daughter will not cause any changes to the status quo.

But at the same time, they also know in their hearts that the meaning is different.

If An An has no blood relationship with them, they will not mind.

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

"Maybe disappointed, but not sad." Mo Sui said.

Gu Yicheng also thought the same as her, but soon, he said decisively: "She is our daughter."

Mo Sui continued to support his cheek and looked at the little pink pig who was sleeping soundly: "I think so too."

As the two talked, they suddenly felt a little silly and couldn't help laughing.

The bright golden sunlight poured into the master bedroom, and Mo Sui was blinded by the sunlight from this angle.

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

She was held in his arms, and her heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

At this time, the little pink pig who was sleeping with his head pouting yawned and opened his eyes drowsily.

She turned her head and looked at her parents, and said in a baby voice: "Mom and Dad, are you playing the tent game?"

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

Mom and Dad's arms are the most comfortable.

...

The results of the parent-child identification can only be obtained after two days.

But Mo Sui had to return to the crew first, otherwise, the irritable director He would come directly to arrest her.

She originally wanted to take An An back to the crew as she did last time. But before leaving, Zhou Mingmin called her and said that in order to let her have a good rest, she had been catching up with the progress these days and filmed a lot of solo scenes in order to stabilize Director He.

In this way, Mo Sui decided to be more tactful and stop bringing the child to Director He.

Little Tuanzi was sent to grandpa and grandma's house again.

"An An, I'll take you to see frogs." Grandpa Gu said, "Go to the flower and bird market and see real frogs!"

"Okay!" An An's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

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

"What to call?" An An asked curiously.

Grandpa Gu said, "Grandpa."

"Hey!" Little Tuanzi ran upstairs excitedly.

Grandpa Gu frowned.

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

What does this mean?

Sister Li was mopping the floor nearby, smiling so much that her eyes were almost narrowed into slits. She explained to Grandpa Gu: "An An heard her grandmother calling her upstairs, so she said 'Hey' and ran upstairs..."

Grandpa Gu turned his head and looked upstairs.

Is this true? Why didn't he hear Cen Yanjun's voice?

Is he hard of hearing?

The old man is very vengeful. After being teased like this, he decided not to go to see the frogs.

It happened that Cen Yanjun was going to Qiuping's house next door to play mahjong, so she took An An away with her.

Grandpa Gu was suddenly unable to get off the stage.

As soon as he received Mo Sui's call, he had already told the driver that he was going to the flower and bird market. How would people look at him now?

Looking at his wife who was dressed up, he glanced at her in an unpleasant manner, picked up the newspaper, and pretended not to care.

At this time, the milky voice of the little dumpling came: "Grandpa, An An is going to play mahjong, and will be back to accompany you to see the frogs!"

Grandpa Gu raised his head from the newspaper, glanced at An An, pursed his lips, and didn't let himself laugh too happily.

He was not interested in looking at 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 just building blocks?

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

"Three cakes!" said Cen Yanjun.

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 electronic mahjong table, and shouted: "Three cakes!"

Nie Qiuping: "Bang!"

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

"Hu!" Cen Yanjun smiled and pushed the cards down.

Nie Qiuping was unhappy and curled her lips: "How can you play mahjong with a child?"

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

She raised her arms and prepared to continue killing people.

At this time, Nie Qiuping said: "Yanjun, you said last time that you would process the adoption procedures for this child. Have you done it?"

"Still in the process." Mentioning this, Cen Yanjun became listless.

"Is it impossible to do it? In the future, the child will be registered under your household registration and call you dad and mom?" Nie Qiuping said with a smile.

Cen Yanjun glared at her unhappily: "Seeing that there is no big deal, do you think I will take all your money?"

Nie Qiuping didn't mean any harm, and smiled and said: "Okay."

But Cen Yanjun suddenly felt tired.

Whenever she thought about the adoption procedures, she got a headache.

Time passed day by day, and the orphanage's public notice date would soon expire. What should she do if she still couldn't solve this problem?

Although they were all family, it didn't matter who adopted An An, but she always felt weird.

After all, she was an older generation, so she was still more traditional. She got a headache when she thought about the generational differences that might be messed up.

Cen Yanjun won again and pushed the cards: "No more playing, take our An An to see the frogs."

...

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

"Finally back, what happened in the past two days?" Zhou Mingmin understood Mo Sui's character. She was very dedicated and would not delay work for personal matters, unless the personal matters were very important.

Mo Sui had a smile on his lips, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw He Qisheng with a sullen face.

Director He stood up from his small stool and walked towards them.

Zhou Mingmin whispered, "Many scenes have not been filmed in the past few days, and his filming schedule has been disrupted. We are the ones who are at fault in this matter, so don't argue with him, let him scold you and let it go."

Although Zhou Mingmin reminded Mo Sui like this, at this moment, the entire crew and other actors were sweating.

Director He has a bad temper. Except for the two female leads, everyone in the entire crew has been scolded by him. Mo Sui's absence this time has delayed some progress. It is estimated that Director He will lose his temper when he sees her now.

However, as a movie queen, Mo Sui is not someone who can be bullied easily.

Everyone was worried. If the two quarreled, they would not care, but it would make the people around them feel nervous and cautious.

"What's wrong with you?"

As expected, Director He stood in front of Mo Sui with a stern face.

Everyone sighed silently in their hearts and hurried to do their own work, so as not to be affected by the anger of the big director and the queen.

"You are a professional actor, how can you take such a long leave? At first they said two days, and I agreed. Later Zhou Mingmin took your place and said you could rest for two more days, and I agreed. But you said you were going back to the crew yesterday, so where were you?" Director He said with a sullen face, "Our industry is indeed different from other industries, but some aspects are the same. Even if you work in a company outside, if you take several days off, there will be no place for you when you come back!"

He Qisheng had a bad temper, and he was very aggressive when he opened his mouth.

He estimated that Mo Sui would also stick her neck out and be tough with him, so he was ready to have a big quarrel with her.

Who knew that Mo Sui's face looked very good.

She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Director He, I'm sorry."

He Qisheng: ???

Mo Sui said again: "I shouldn't have delayed the progress of the crew. I promise I won't do that again in the future."

He Qisheng was stunned again, and subconsciously reached out to take out a cigarette from his trouser pocket.

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

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

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

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

The staff and actors of the entire crew who were listening attentively and waiting for the outbreak of war were dumbfounded.

They turned their heads quietly and looked at the very peaceful Director He and Mo Sui, with confusion on their faces.

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

After Director He left with his cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Mingmin came over in astonishment and asked, "What's your trick?"

"Don't hit someone who's smiling. An An taught me that." Mo Sui said.

Zhou Mingmin rubbed her shoulder with his shoulder: "You look very happy. Have you reconciled with your husband?"

Mo Sui smiled.

Zhou Mingmin narrowed her eyes: "You are so mysterious. What good thing happened?"

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

Zhou Mingmin's jaw almost dropped when he said this.

She opened her eyes wide and listened to Mo Sui's explanation of the whole cause and effect of the whole thing. At the end, her expression became solemn.

"Can your mother really do such a thing?"

Although the child is still alive, all of this was planned by her mother. It's too hurtful.

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

"If that's the case, you must be very sad." Zhou Mingmin took her arm, paused, and asked, "But why do you look so happy? Is there any good news?"

Mo Sui was indeed chilled by Mo Yaqin's actions, but joy temporarily overcame everything.

She looked into Zhou Mingmin's eyes and said seriously: "There is indeed good news, but it is not certain yet. Once it is confirmed, I will tell you immediately."

Zhou Mingmin exclaimed, "Ah", and was about to cry out of curiosity.

What kind of good news is it? Could it be that the child has been found? How could it be so fast?

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

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

...

Mo Sui was also unable to sleep that night.

She was worried about the result of the paternity test tomorrow morning.

Although she had a vague feeling that the result was certain, she was still nervous as the time was approaching.

Mo Sui lay on the bed in the hotel, looking at the dark sky outside the window, wishing she could go to tomorrow right away.

Unable to sleep, she took her cell phone from the bedside table and sent a WeChat message to Gu Yicheng.

[Mo: What are you doing? ]

[gyc: Chatting with the baby in my arms. ]

Mo Sui couldn't sleep even more. She

was so jealous of him.

On the other side, Gu Yicheng at home put down his cell phone with a smug 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 seriously, "Can I go back to my room to sleep?"

Gu Yicheng sighed: "How old are you? Do you think your dad is nagging?"

"No." Looking at the injured father, An An patted his shoulder and coaxed, "Then continue chatting."

Gu Yicheng: ...

He clearly remembered that An An usually had endless things to say to her mother, why is she so reluctant when it comes to him?

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

But it doesn't matter. While Mo Sui is not at home, he can cultivate a good relationship with the child.

Gu Yicheng tried his best. He first read all the picture books that were piled high, and then found a bunch of delicious food for the child and placed them in front of her.

The little girl tilted her head and ate cheese sticks and drank yogurt.

Burp.

"Dad." She suddenly asked, "Does An An not have to go back to the orphanage?"

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

"Will I live in 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, they won't let you live in grandma's house."

The little girl lowered her head.

After a long time, she asked in a baby voice: "Dad, after we find my sister, will An An go back to the orphanage?"