Chapter 1188: He Hasn't Laughed in Many Years

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night city

The Mo family villa was very quiet, only two rooms had lights on.

There are only a few people living in this villa now, Mo Yixuan and Yuan Yuan, as well as a nanny, a driver, a doorman, and a chef.

Mo Yixuan, who had just returned from get off work, had been caught in the rain, and his hair was wet and stuck to his face, making him look a bit embarrassed.

He took off the coat he was wearing and found a set of home clothes to change into.

He is also very busy now because he invested in a logistics company three years ago and now he is in charge of the company. The company is in the rapid development stage and he is extremely busy every day.

The thick dark circles under his eyes had not dissipated for a long time.

After changing his clothes, his cell phone rang, the sound of a message notification.

A manager sent him a WeChat message to tell him that the revised marketing plan had been sent to his email.

Mo Yixuan sat on the sofa and drank the cup of strong tea that the nanny had just made for him. He tapped the screen lightly with his finger, and he only replied with one word, "Okay!"

After returning, he went to the room on the far right, Yuan Yuan's room.

The door was not closed, and Mo Yixuan pushed it open and entered.

The lights in the room were on, and Yuan Yuan was sitting at the desk, holding a pen and writing something.

"Mo Ling, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Mo Yixuan asked. The tone was serious, but the worry could be heard.

The child Yuan Yuan has always slept later than him in the past two years, and he doesn't know how he has so much homework to do.

He has not hired a private tutor for his children this year, because he does not want his children to have a happy childhood like he did when he was a child, with endless knowledge and endless homework to learn every day.

Yuanyuan put down the pen in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at his father standing at the door.

"I'll go to bed later, Dad..." Yuan Yuan responded lightly.

Dad has been home very late recently. He must be very tired from work. It would be great if he grew up so that he could manage the company's affairs.

"Did mom call you today?" Mo Yixuan asked this question again. This was also a question he often asked.

Yuan Yuan frowned and looked at his father, nodded and said, "Hi, mom asked me if I would go to the castle next weekend. I said I would go to the teacher's house next weekend."

Mo Yixuan didn't reply. The white light shone on his face, making his face look paler.

He pursed his thin lips, and there was a tangle and pain between his brows that seemed to never go away.

He walked into Yuan Yuan's room and sat on a wooden chair.

"That's right, Dad, I need to find a new piano teacher. Teacher Qin is going abroad to accompany his wife." Yuan Yuan has many interests and hobbies. In addition to piano, he also likes painting, playing chess, and making models...

He is full of curiosity and desire to explore things he doesn't understand.

Mo Yixuan hummed, his face tense, without a trace of smile. In fact, he hadn't smiled in a long time.

"I will help you find a better teacher, Mo Ling."

Mo Yixuan never objects to his children learning things that interest him. He never developed any hobbies when he was a child. When he was 12 years old, his father was diagnosed with a brain tumor, so he was strictly required by his father. He had endless homework every day, and even had five or six private tutors on weekends. Home-based teaching. He had no time to play or make friends, let alone learn to play an instrument or draw.

He had no childhood at that time.