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Chapter 2702

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Mo Yan smiled mischievously. "Sis, I haven't seen you in a long time. I miss you so much. I'll send you home."

Zhuge Yan was speechless.

Was this kid holding a grudge?

He must be doing it on purpose, right?

Mo Weiyi glared at Mo Yan. "No need, go back to your room."

Mo Yan asked, "Are you sure?"

Mo Weiyi was speechless.

Mo Yan said softly, "I'm going to Daddy's place."

He turned around to leave. Mo Weiyi took a deep breath. "Wait."

Mo Yan stopped in her tracks. "Sis, is there anything else?"

Mo Weiyi smiled. "Come here."

Mo Yan reacted quickly. She put on her earphones and covered her eyes.

It wasn't that easy to hypnotize him!

Mo Weiyi was speechless.

This guy had learned Zhuge Yan's tricks as well.

She turned around to look at Zhuge Yan.

Zhuge Yan was speechless.

That look!

What did it have to do with him? He didn't say or do anything.

Mo Weiyi said, "Mo Yan, send me home."

Mo Yan couldn't hear him.

But he had undergone special training and knew how to read lips. He followed closely behind Mo Weiyi.

Mo Weiyi was speechless.

This guy!

Mo Yan followed Mo Weiyi, just in case Sis suddenly attacked him.

When they returned to Mo Weiyi's place, they slipped away.

Mo Weiyi was speechless.

She ran so fast!

She replied to Zhuge Yan and went to Mochen and Weiwei's place.

Weiwei was knitting a sweater for Daddy.

She leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but say, "Mommy, you're so biased. Why aren't there any for me, Brother or Mo Yan?"

Weiwei looked at Mo Weiyi. "You're young and you think Mommy's sweater isn't pretty, but your Daddy doesn't mind."

Mo Weiyi was speechless.

That was an excuse!

Moreover, Mommy's knitting was so beautiful. How could she dislike it?

Weiwei glanced at it and chuckled. "Then Mommy will teach you how to knit one for Zhuge Yan."

Mo Weiyi was tempted.

Mochen, who had been silent all this while, looked in their direction and walked over. He held Weiwei's hand and took the sweater away. "Your fingers are hurting, right? Let me massage them for you."

Weiwei, "…"

She was just getting started!

He paused for a moment and realized that it was because of what she had said earlier.

Mochen looked at Mo Weiyi. "Knitting isn't easy, and your fingers will hurt. If you want to learn, find someone else to teach you. Don't torment your mommy."

Mo Weiyi, "…"

Mochen said, "You heard that?"

Mo Weiyi replied, "Yeah, I heard him."

Mochen looked better. He looked at Weiwei and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Mo Weiyi glanced at Mochen and leaned close to him. He said softly, "Daddy, if you care about Mommy so much, don't let her knit for you. Her fingers hurt."

With just one sentence, Mo Chen's expression changed again and again.

He glanced at Mo Weiyi. "I didn't let her, but your mommy insisted on knitting for me."

Mo Weiyi looked at Weiwei.

Weiwei, "…"

It wasn't that she insisted on it, but it was because his birthday was coming up.

No matter what gift she gave him, it wouldn't be to his liking.

Knitting a sweater for him personally gave him a different feeling.

And he liked wearing it every day.

However, Mochen's words were too unkind. Although his heart ached for her, he had never stopped her.

Mochen looked at the time and his gaze landed on Mo Weiyi. "It's getting late. Go back to sleep."

Mo Weiyi said, "Okay, Daddy."

She glanced at Mochen.

It was obvious that he enjoyed it, but he was still stubborn.

Mochen saw that Mo Weiyi had left the house. His gaze landed on Weiwei and he kissed her forehead.

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