The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

Li Chen's complexion also turned cold: "Ling Jinxiu, did you do something to Mo Han?" 
"Joke! Mo Han is my own younger brother. What would I do to him? He lost his memory because of a severe injury to his brain. It has been three years and he has not remembered anything. This is God's will. You Don't come to him again."
After Ling Jinxiu finished speaking in a warning tone, she snorted coldly, then turned around and returned to the car.

Just when she was about to drive in the car, she saw Li Chen and Ling Mohan.She waited until Ling Mohan left before getting out of the car and talking to Li Chen.This Li Chen is quite persevering, Ling Mohan didn't remember him for three years, but he seized the opportunity to go to Ling Mohan's side.
But what's the use?Ling Mohan would not remember them at all. 
Thinking of this, Ling Jinxiu showed a satisfied smile on his face, and drove away.
...in the compartment. 
Ling Mohan leaned against the back of the chair and took a nap for a moment, then opened his eyes and asked the driver, "Is this the first time Li Chen has stopped me at the door of the company this month?"
"...More than a dozen times." The driver actually couldn't remember clearly, so he could only give a vague answer very carefully.After hearing what he said, Ling Mohan didn't say much.
It wasn't until the car stopped at the gate of Li's old house that the driver reminded Ling Mohan: "Master, we're here." 
As soon as the car stopped, the bodyguards guarding the door came over and opened the door for Ling Mohan.
Ling Mohan had just walked to the entrance of the hall when he heard the voice of a child talking like a cannonball. 
"You... No... My big castle..." The little girl's childish voice was full of energy.Ling Mohan walked into the hall, and saw Simo's little meat-ball sitting on the ground, surrounded by a circle of servants who followed her to build the castle.She was still muttering something, the speed of her speech was too fast, and the servants beside her were all in a daze, unable to understand what she was saying at all.
At this time, Su Ruxue came over with fruit: "Simo, get up and eat fruit." Simo lowered her head and concentrated on building her own castle, and said two words clearly: "I don't want to eat."
Su Ruxue looked gloomy, pointed to the castle in front of Simo, and told the servant: "Take these things away."
After she finished speaking, she squatted down, picked up Simo, and put her on the sofa.
Simo wanted to run, but Su Ruxue's expression darkened: "Sit down!" 
Simo was frightened by Su Ruxue, her round and tender face froze, her eye circles turned red all of a sudden, she pursed her mouth, crossed her arms, and turned her head to the side: "Humph!" Then he saw Ling Mohan.

When she saw Ling Mohan, her eyes lit up all of a sudden, tears glistened in her eyes, and she laughed all of a sudden, her short legs dangled on the side of the sofa twice, she turned over neatly and twisted her body from the sofa Get down and run towards Ling Mohan: "Li Linghan!" Not long after Simo's third birthday, her language ability is considered to be better among children of her age, but when she pronounced Ling Mohan's name, she always couldn't pronounce it correctly sound. 
The expression on Ling Mohan's face was still faint, but there was still a hint of warmth in his ink-like eyes.
He crouched down on his knees and opened his arms to catch the little soft ball flying towards him. 
Simo put her arms around his neck, and habitually stretched out her little hands to play with his hair. 
It's been like this since she was a child, every time he hugs her, she grabs his hair, but she doesn't use too much force, she just thinks it's fun to grab. 
Su Ruxue didn't notice Ling Mohan just now, but now seeing Ling Mohan walking over with Simo in her arms, she reacted and called out: "Mo Han, you're back." 
Ling Mohan glanced at her, his eyes were indifferent, no different from how he usually sees his subordinates and strangers. 
He directly hugged Simo and sat down on the sofa, let her sit on his lap facing him, with calm eyes, and taught her in a serious tone: "Call Dad." 
Simo also imitated his appearance, and called out seriously: "Dad."
"En." Ling Mohan responded, reaching out and stroking her head.The next moment, Simo called out again: "Li Mohan!" Her eyes were still a little red, and she sat on his lap in a small ball, smiling very smugly.

Ling Mohan felt something flash in his mind, but it seemed like there was nothing.
Seeing Ling Mohan staring at her all the time, Simo thought Ling Mohan was angry, so she grabbed his hand, slipped down his lap and slipped away very neatly.

Ling Mohan was afraid that she would fall, and when she slipped from his lap, he even reached out to support her. 
How could a child notice these details? As soon as Simo landed, he ran away quickly. 
There were two servants who followed very consciously.Ling Mohan's eyes fell on her, and he didn't look away until Simo's figure disappeared.That little meatball did this every time, every time he got offended, he would quickly slip away and find a hidden place to hide.
Su Ruxue saw Ling Mohan's series of reactions in her eyes, and her face was a little ugly.But soon, her complexion returned to normal, and she tried to make her tone as natural and gentle as possible: "Mo Han, have you eaten yet?" 
Ling Mohan didn't give her a good face, and his deep voice carried a sense of alienation and coldness: "Since you don't know how to take care of children, don't come to the old house to look for Simo again." Su Ruxue didn't expect that Ling Mohan would He opened his mouth just to say this, and his complexion suddenly changed: "What do you mean?"

"If you can't understand such a simple sentence, Simo can't leave it to your care."

Ling Mohan frowned slightly, and his voice became colder.

Little by little his patience disappeared.
"No matter what, I am your fiancée and Simo's biological mother. Why are you talking to me like this!" Su Ruxue was irritated by him, and she turned up her voice, losing her usual calm and elegant look.
She had had enough, three years had passed.Even if it is a piece of ice, it should be melted, but Ling Mohan is like a rock, and his attitude towards her has not changed at all.
"First, Ling Jinxiu said about the fiancée, it has nothing to do with me. Second, if you are not Simo's biological mother, do you think you can still sit here and talk to me now?"
Ling Mohan's tone was so cold that it was almost cruel. 
Su Ruxue's face was pale, unable to speak for a long time, she picked up her bag and got up to go out.

As soon as she reached the gate, she bumped into Ling Jinxiu who was entering. 
Ling Jinxiu hurriedly stopped her: "Ru Xue? Where are you going? It's so late, so stay here."
Su Ruxue took a cautious look inside, then dragged Ling Mohan to an empty corner outside the gate.
Under the dim streetlight, Ling Jinxiu saw Su Ruxue's flushed eyes, and her complexion changed slightly: "What happened?"
"Jinxiu, I really can't stand Ling Mohan, he's like a rock..." 
Su Ruxue relayed Ling Mohan's words to Ling Jinxiu.
Ling Jinxiu mused, but did not speak. 
Su Ruxue breathed out very suppressedly: "You shouldn't have brought Simo back back then, Ling Mohan treated her better than me!"

"Don't say that, Simo is Mo Han's biological daughter." In Ling Jinxiu's heart, blood relationship is very important.
Ling Mohan didn't remember the past, Ling Jinxiu thought that after she told Ling Mohan that Su Ruxue was Simo's biological mother, Ling Mohan would at least have a special feeling for Su Ruxue.But I didn't expect that Ling Mohan was nice to Simo, but he was still so indifferent to Su Ruxue.
For three years, nothing has changed. 
Because of this, Ling Jinxiu deliberately released news to the media that Su Ruxue was Ling Mohan's fiancée. 
Although Su Ruxue was dissatisfied with Ling Mohan's statement, she didn't say much, but said a little tiredly: "I'm a little tired today, I'll go back first."
"I'll ask the driver to take you back, and I'll find a way." Ling Jinxiu said, reaching out to pat Su Ruxue's shoulder.

……
After seeing off Su Ruxue, Ling Jinxiu went in. 
Ling Mohan was eating dinner, and there was a children's dining chair next to him, and Simo was eating fruit from a small powder blue bowl.
She saw Ling Jinxiu walking in with sharp eyes, and called out in a childish voice: "Auntie~" 
"Silently eating fruit~" Ling Jinxiu walked over with a smile. 
Simo reached out for the fork, forked a piece of watermelon and handed it to Ling Jinxiu: "Auntie eat."

Ling Jinxiu looked at the rotten fruit in the bowl that Si Momo had smeared, and she didn't know how much saliva she had slathered on. Ling Jinxiu hesitated.
She smiled and held Simo's chubby hand, and passed the fruit to Simo's mouth: "Eat silently, eat a lot, and look beautiful."

Ling Mohan at the side heard Ling Jinxiu's words, turned his head and glanced at her, and said in a low voice, "Momo, give Dad an apple."

When Simo heard Ling Mohan's words, his eyes lit up, he stuffed the watermelon into his mouth, found a piece of apple, forked it, and handed it to Ling Mohan's lips. 
Ling Mohan opened his mouth and ate it: "Eat the rest yourself."
Simo seemed to be encouraged, so he threw away the fork and grabbed it with his hands.

Ling Jinxiu wanted to stop it, but was interrupted by Ling Mohan: "Have you not eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Ling Mohan said casually, "Then go eat, don't worry about Simo."
When Ling Jinxiu first entered the restaurant, a servant had already taken out the tableware and placed it opposite Ling Mohan. 
Simo finished eating the fruit in the bowl, then pulled Ling Mohan's sleeve, and raised the bowl high: "Dad, I've finished eating."

Before she finished eating, her already chubby face became even more rounded.
Ling Mohan found it funny, so he stretched out his hand to pinch her face.
"Oh, what are you doing..." Simo reached out to pat Ling Mohan's hand. 
Ling Mohan withdrew his hand, and a servant took a tissue to wipe the juice from Simo's mouth.
Simo was not very cooperative, but stretched out her hands to Ling Mohan, wanting Ling Mohan to hug her out of the children's dining chair.
"I'll do it." Ling Mohan took the tissue from the servant, wiped the corners of Simo's mouth, carried her out and put her on his lap: "Sit down."
It is rare for Simo to sit obediently without moving. 
Ling Mohan continued to eat.
Looking at the interaction between the father and daughter, Ling Jinxiu on the opposite side said with a complicated expression: "Don't spoil her too much, the child is young, don't spoil her." 
Simo was studying Ling Mohan's throat curiously. When Ling Mohan ate, his throat would move, and Simo reached out to touch it.
Ling Mohan held her troubled hand, and looked down at her warningly, Simo quickly leaned into his arms obediently and remained silent.

Afterwards, Ling Mohan looked up at Ling Jinxiu, and said indifferently, "Where are you spoiled?"