"Okay, I was just teasing you. I promise I won't do anything to you tonight."
Perhaps because he saw that the little wild cat was really angry and embarrassed, Si Ze finally whispered in Yan Mo's ear.
Yan Mo expressed serious doubts:
"Is it true?"
She looked at him and saw the half-smile on his face. She always felt that what he said was not very reliable.
"Silly girl, when will you trust me for once?" Si Ze's eyes revealed resentment, which finally turned into a sigh. He picked her up and walked back to the bed made of sofas. He gently placed her on it and covered her with a blanket.
After arranging her, he lay down on another very short and narrow sofa, using his coat as a blanket.
Really let her go?
Yan Mo found this action incredible. It was completely unlike the him he knew.
Based on her understanding of him, he was not someone who would let her go so easily. She was still observing him with some concern, hoping that if he made any move, she would be able to react immediately and come up with a countermeasure.
She just stared at him until Si Ze could hear steady breathing. Yan Mo couldn't believe that she had let him go.
At the same time, she felt a little depressed, but soon Yan Mo didn't care anymore. Not having to deal with him was exactly what she wanted!
Yan Mo withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at him, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
…
In the next few days, Yan Mo's store was not open. He just accompanied his children to travel around Xinjiang, eat Xinjiang's special snacks, and experience the most famous tourist attractions. The family was very happy and harmonious.
Yan Mo was immersed in this cheerful and harmonious atmosphere. On the sixth day after Si Ze came to her shop, her shop once again welcomed the two people whom Yan Mo did not want to see and was afraid to see: Tang Ping and Si Jiawei, Si Ze's parents.
Seeing them, she could still remember the scene half a year ago when they forced her and Si Ze to divorce.
Seeing them coming, she wanted to avoid them, but in the end she forced herself to hold back and stood behind Si Ze, watching them walk into the store.
"Grandpa and grandma."
When the three little guys saw their grandparents coming, they ran over and threw themselves into their arms.
"Hey there." Tang Ping and Si Jiawei bent down and picked up their grandson at the same time:
"My big darlings, do you miss grandma and grandpa?"
"I want to." The children rubbed their faces.
Si Ze frowned:
"Mom and Dad, why are you here?"
After asking, he immediately instructed Yan Mo beside him:
"Momo, take Yin'er and the others out to play for a while!"
Yan Mo nodded, then smiled politely at Tang Ping and Si Jiawei, and went upstairs with the three little ones.
Tang Ping and Si Jiawei looked at Yan Mo's back thoughtfully as he left.
Yan Mo left, and the only smile on Si Ze's face disappeared. He looked gloomy and stepped forward to block their view. It was obvious that Si Ze was very unhappy about his parents' sudden arrival.
Tang Ping and Si Jiawei were not surprised by Si Ze like this, so they sat down in the store one after the other.
"What do you think! You left such a big mess to us without saying a word. If I don't come to you, what can we do?" Si Jiawei said this, his voice revealing fatigue. His face was haggard, and his eyes were like national treasures. It was obvious that he was exhausted these days.
"Didn't I give it to Si Heng? Just let him do it." Si Ze said lightly, as if he couldn't hear the blame from his father.
Speaking of this Si family, Wei is even more angry:
"Don't talk about that bastard. He ran away the day you called me, and now there's no trace of him anywhere."
Si Ze didn't expect it to be like this, but he didn't respond.
Seeing this, Tang Ping, who had been silent all this time, opened her mouth:
"Have you really thought it through?"
Si Ze nodded without hesitation: "Yeah."
"Even if she is unlucky for you, or even loses her life?" Tang Ping asked hoarsely, with a hint of fear in her voice.
"You already know it! Why keep asking?" Si Ze looked up at his parents in front of him, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination:
"Besides, you all know that Grandpa's death has nothing to do with her. And fortune-telling is a vague and false thing. If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. Why are you bothering with it?"
"We're doing this for your own good."
"It's for my own good." Si Ze smiled, his smile was very sarcastic:
"I'm already in my thirties. How could I not know what's good for me? She's the child's mother. Have you ever thought about her three children and how much they need their mother's love? Is this fair to them?"
At this point, Tang Ping and Si Jiawei were speechless. They owed their three children.
After a long while, Tang Ping seemed to have made up her mind and asked:
"Zer, is what the master of Guanghua Temple said last time true? Did you force them?"
As early as a month ago, Si Ze suddenly brought back the abbot of Guanghua Temple. The abbot told them that the fortune that Yan Moke Si Ze had read was made by someone impersonating them, and it was not calculated by them. This meant that Tang Ping was cheated last time.
And because of this reason, Tang Ping directly separated her son and daughter-in-law, which she has always been unwilling to believe.
In her heart, she would rather believe that it was her son who used force to oppress the host and forced the host to deny his previous calculations in front of him.
However, Tang Ping later sent someone to Guanghua Temple, but the result was the same. She didn't believe it and sent someone to find the fortune teller, but the fortune teller disappeared.
This matter had been on her mind for a month until her eldest son suddenly said goodbye to them.
Tang Ping guessed that it might be because her eldest son found Yan Mo. After thinking about it, she felt that she should come over.
Otherwise, she felt that she might really lose her son and grandson this time, and she couldn't afford to gamble that.
Si Ze said sincerely:
"No."
For a moment, the store fell into deathly silence.
After a long while, Tang Ping sighed and changed the subject:
"Zer, go back!"
"Yes! Ze'er, go back quickly! Zhenghong will be in chaos if you go back." Si Jiawei nodded quickly. He was exhausted this week. For someone like him who has enjoyed freedom, he couldn't stand going back to that kind of high-pressure work. He would be completely ruined.
Therefore, Tang Ping immediately suggested coming to find her eldest son, and he agreed with all his hands.
Moreover, although he did not ask about those things, he was still clear about them. He was also at home when the abbot of Guanghua Temple came to the Si family.
Si Ze shook his head and stood up:
"I can't help you. I have to accompany my wife and children. Mom and Dad, you can do whatever you want." After saying that, he left his parents on the first floor and went back upstairs.
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