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Chapter 979

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He had always wanted to see her, but he didn't dare to.

He closed his eyes and stayed silent for a long time. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at Ji Zuo. "Come with me to the Capital tonight."

Ji Zuo's heart warmed up.

Had the Young Master finally figured it out?

It wasn't until late at night when they arrived at the Capital that he realized that the Young Master hadn't figured it out and wanted to clarify things with Her Highness. He just wanted to sneak a look at Her Highness.

The security at the President's Residence was much tighter than before!

With Mohan's cooperation, Mochen successfully entered the President's Residence.

The little boy was waiting anxiously in the bedroom. He kept looking at the bedroom door and when he saw Mochen enter, he pounced into his arms.

Mochen picked him up.

The little boy's eyes welled up. "Daddy, why did you suddenly come to the Capital?"

Mochen glanced at the little boy and didn't say anything. He just looked at the little boy with his dark eyes.

The little boy asked, "Why have you lost weight again?"

Mochen looked at the little boy's furrowed brows and said softly, "I haven't lost weight."

The little boy said, "Who knows if you're lying."

Mochen held the little boy's hand. "Let's go see if your mommy is asleep."

The little boy replied with a "Mm" and took a look at Mo Chen's cold clothes. Dressed like this, he really did look like his Little Uncle.

No one could see clearly in the middle of the night.

Moreover, he was there, so no one would suspect anything.

When they arrived at Weiwei's residence, Mochen stood at the door and avoided the camera.

The little boy entered the door quietly and heard his mommy and Little Pomelo's light snoring.

But he knew that mommy wasn't feeling well when he heard her breathing.

This Oranges was really disobedient. He was already bullying mommy.

When the Oranges were born, it would be fine if it was a younger sister. But if it was a younger brother, he would definitely spank the Oranges.

After waiting for a few seconds to make sure that Mommy was asleep, she walked out of the door and glanced at Mochen before saying softly, "Mommy's asleep."

Mo Chen hummed in acknowledgment.

The little fellow whispered, "Grandma lives in the room next door. Daddy, be careful. Don't get discovered."

Mo Chen's eyes darkened as he glanced at her and entered the bedroom.

After waiting for a while, her uncle came over.

He returned to the residence with Mohan and successfully covered for his father.



Weiwei's bedroom

Mochen sat at the head of the bed, quietly looking at the mother and daughter who were sleeping soundly. His breathing felt like it was being strangled by a huge hand, making it hard for him to breathe.

Weiwei was sleeping on her side, and her breathing was messy. Weiwei was panting.

Mochen carefully adjusted her posture and gently rubbed her chest.

Weiwei seemed to be much more comfortable, and her breathing was much more natural.

Mochen looked at her. Looking at her haggard appearance, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her forehead.

Weiwei suddenly woke up. Thinking that she was dreaming, she closed her eyes and didn't dare to move for a long time. Her breathing seemed to have stopped.

She hadn't dreamed of him for a long time. This was the first time!

Mo Chen's movements were very fast. He hid to one side and did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Weiwei opened her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and closed her eyes again.

Because her abdomen was already visible, her sleep was not as comfortable as before.

After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally fell asleep.

Mochen came out from the side and sat at the head of the bed. He continued to look at her, not daring to disturb her.

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