Chapter 1689 Who Made Me Love You so Much (8)

Chapter 1689 Who made me love you so much (8)

Nian Xiaomu was still trying to comfort her.

The little glutinous rice dumpling choked and asked with clear logic.

"Then why not raise him at Xiao Liuliu's house so that my great-grandpa can visit his brother often and also see Xiao Liuliu."

"..." Nian Xiaomu was stunned by the question.

In fact, she couldn't bear to let go of the child in her belly.

But she knew in her heart that her grandfather wanted a grandson who truly belonged to the Mo family. This child could not be raised in the Yu family, but had to be raised in the Mo family and taught by him personally.

Just like when she was a child, she was trained by a series of heirs.

The child in her belly will also have to experience this.

Therefore, she had no way to answer Xiao Liuliu's question.

"My great-grandpa just wants to fight for my younger brother with Xiao Liuliu. Xiao Liuliu is so sad. Xiao Liuliu will never see my great-grandpa again and will never love him again..." Xiao Nuomi Dumpling cried and let go of Nian Xiao. Mu's waist tightened, and she turned around and ran towards Mrs. Yu.

He took Mrs. Yu's arm and pulled her out.

"Grandma, I want to go home, I never want to come here again!"

"Xiao Liuliu!"

As soon as Mo Chengxian heard this, he couldn't care about anything else. Without thinking, he asked someone to stop Xiao Liuliu and push the wheelchair forward.

"My great-great-grandfather promises you that he will not snatch your little brother. He will be raised in your home. If my great-grandfather misses you, he will come and visit you. Is that okay?"

"Master..." Mo Chengliang wanted to remind him something, but Mo Chengxian raised his hand to tell him not to say anything.

Didn’t you see that his precious great-granddaughter was about to abandon him?

If you can't coax the one in front of you well, how can you expect to coax the one in Xin'er's belly well in the future?

"What are you still doing, housekeeper? Why don't you go and twist a hot towel for me and wipe my little Liuliu's face? You are crying so much that your heart will break. You are only three years old. How can you cry so much..."

Mo Chengxian muttered,

The housekeeper came out with a hot towel and took it into his hand immediately, and wiped his precious great-granddaughter's face with distress.

The little glutinous rice dumpling who was crying miserably just now stopped crying now.

She stood in front of him obediently and raised her little face for him to wipe.

The little finger also knew where to point to Mo Chengxian, "The snot has not been wiped off yet."

Mo Chengxian: "..."

Why does he feel that this is not his great-granddaughter, but a little ancestor?

"Grandpa, did you really promise Xiao Liuliu?" Nian Xiaomu walked up to Mo Chengxian and asked with surprised eyes.

Mo Chengxian wiped Xiao Liuliu's face clean, handed the towel to the housekeeper, and asked with a look of pampering and helplessness.

"Otherwise, what else can we do? Grandpa knows that you are reluctant to let go, and neither is Xiao Liuliu. Forget it, it doesn't matter where he is raised. As long as you and Yu Yuehan remember that you owe me an heir!"

Nian Xiaomu turned to look at Yu Yuehan. Yu Yuehan walked up behind her, stretched out his arms to hug her, and opened his thin lips slightly.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I won't forget it."

The marriage between the Yu family and the Mo family came to an extremely harmonious end.

When Nian Xiaomu left Mo Chengliang's villa smoothly, his whole body felt a little floating, as if he was stepping on a ball of cotton.

Along the way, she kept asking Yu Yuehan whether her grandfather had really agreed to their marriage.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly discovered that Xiao Liuliu was missing.

When she was about to ask Yu Yuehan to find it, Yu Yuehan had already raised his hand and pointed to the car parked in front of the villa.

In the back seat of the car, the little man who was trying his best to perform the crying scene just now is sitting in Mrs. Yu's arms, rolling around happily.

"Grandma, did Xiao Liuliu cry just now?"