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Chapter seven hundred and eighty second life bought with money

Is this what a "father" should do the most for his "son"?

Just imagine, if Han Bin was there, he would have let his son receive "relief" from so many people without being indifferent. Taking a step back, Han Bin is "sincere", but the child is innocent. What's more, if Mo Cenhan had not chosen him for thousands of times, he would still be an ordinary white-collar worker in the original company, and the whole family would be together happily and worry-free.

Although this is just an assumption, time cannot go back. However, one thing is certain that in that case, Xiao Xiaobin would never be born in this state!

This is the real reason why Mo Cenhan is willing to do everything possible to help Han Bin’s wife and children.

OK, since this is the reality, then face it directly.

For Xiaoxiaobin, Mo Cenhan is willing to do everything for him.

Just like his little Momo needs him, he is willing to give everything.

All parents in the world are the same.

Finally, Mo Cenhan said to Han Bin's wife: "In order to treat this child well, I'll change a room for you and let's move it over."

Han Bin's wife wanted to say something, but when she thought that since Mr. Mo said that, what else could she say? Isn't she asking for help from others? Isn't she asking for help from someone? Isn't she really going to push back and forth when someone is coming?

"Okay... let me hug him." The driver was already cleaning up their belongings in the room. She, a mother, seemed to have nothing to do except hug her son.

"No, I'll hug you." Mo Cenhan walked closer to the hospital bed first and bent down to hug Xiaoxiaobin.

"This is not good!" The mother was anxious.

"Don't you feel at ease?" Mo Cenhan turned his head and looked at her, "Don't worry, I will hold the child. My son is just one year old, so I have experience in holding the child."

"this……"

"Let him hug him, let's follow." Jie Xinyu gently pulled her hand and whispered.

Mo Cenhan then smiled again and bent down to hug the child.

After stretching out and hugging, Mo Cenhan's heart couldn't help but feel ache.

A six-month-old child was holding in his arms, with that shape but not that weight. It was very different from the feeling of holding Xiao Momo.

It's like holding a ball of cotton, no matter how big it is, it's always light.

Poor child!

How much sin has this been suffered!

In the ward, after the mother and son were settled, Mo Cenhan said goodbye. He had done everything he could, and the rest of the time was left to them. He believed that this child would definitely grow up strongly and safely.

This is probably how Han Ziqiang's name came from. He and Xiao Momo are the same age, but their first meeting was half a year later.

That day, Mo Cenhan came to the hospital to visit Xiao Ziqiang, and Xiao Momo also came.

This was the first time he had come since he left the hospital. Although he didn't come in person, he was not concerned at all. He would often watch his younger brother during video calls with Xiao Hanhan.

Xiao Ziqiang is slowly recovering. At least this time when Mo Cenhan saw him, he was already like a normal child-like appearance. Although his face was not that rosy, he could already see it; although he was still very thin, he already had flesh on his body.

This was a life of "buying" with money! Half a year later, the 500,000 had been used up long ago. Mo Cenhan came to renew them for the third time 500,000!
Chapter completed!
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