The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 1270
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The next day, He Xiyan arrived at Mo’s at 10 am.
She wore a dark blue knitted dress with dark brown hair. With delicate makeup, she looks only in her thirties.
She walked into this villa where she had lived for more than three years. For more than two decades, the villa had been renovated. Many of the furniture she had personally selected were gone.
“Mrs. Ye …”
Seeing her in, Aunt Li, who was cleaning, quickly put down her tools.
He Xiyan nodded, then asked, “Mr. Mo?”
“Mr. Mo is in the living room.”
He Xiyan then walked towards the living room. She held something like a photo frame in her hand, nearly 30 inches. Wrapped in fine art paper.
In the living room, she put the things she brought on a coffee table not far away, then turned around and looked at the man in a wheelchair in front of the window.
Her ex-husband Mo Yixuan.
He didn’t seem to know he was coming, still sitting motionless in a wheelchair.
She looked at his back, some thin back.
He was thin, as if thinner than when she saw him at a banquet more than two years ago.
He Xiyan paused for a few seconds before walking slowly towards the window.
As she walked closer to him, she finally saw his hand, but he still didn’t speak.
She asked Mo Ling, and Mo Ling told her that his dad just didn’t speak clearly, like stuttering, but he was still able to talk and communicate with others.
“Mo …” He Xiyan tried to call his name, but somehow the latter two words didn’t come out.
“I’ll see you,” she said in a deep voice.
Mo Yixuan heard it, he bit his lips tightly, his eyes blinked from time to time, and two drops of tears fell from the corner of his eyes after a while.
Actually, as soon as she walked into this living room, he knew she was here. For more than two decades, he could still hear her footsteps.
He Xiyan saw that he was not talking, went behind him, and pushed him to the living room sofa.
“I’ll help you sit on the sofa.” She pursed her lips slightly, then stretched out her hand.
Mo Yixuan still did not speak, but his right hand suddenly stretched out.
He Xiyan quickly held his arm and carefully lifted him up.
Mo Ling said that his dad could walk slowly while holding things, and his legs were not completely unconscious.
The two sat on the sofa together, and He Xiyan sat on the left side of Mo Yixuan. She turned her head to look at him, and when he looked closer at him, he found that he really grew old a lot, and there were many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, as well as his forehead, and his hair. It’s been more than two years, and she feels like he’s ten years old all of a sudden.
Suddenly, her heart was a bit sour and unspeakable, and then tears appeared in her eyes.
She still remembers that many years ago, they also sat in this hall together. At that time, he was only in his twenties.
And now …
Mo Yixuan reached into his pocket at this moment, took out a pen from it, and a small book.
After a while, he wrote a few words on it.
He writes slowly, but tries to write the words better.
He Xiyan leaned over and found that he wrote:
“How are you doing?”
She smiled bitterly and nodded at him.