Chapter 463: They Are All Cowards

Mo Yixuan looked at the door, and his face became very cold after just one glance.

A deep disgust flashed across his eyes.

Ye Hao almost rushed over. He stretched out his hand and pushed Mo Yixuan, who was standing next to his wife, back hard, angrily saying, "Get the hell out of here!"

Mo Yixuan was pushed back several steps by him. He gritted his teeth and clenched his slender fingers tightly. The deep hatred came from his bones, as if it would never go away.

Ye Hao squatted down again, looking anxiously at his wife in front of him, and when he saw her lifeless eyes and tear-stained face, he suddenly twitched and fell into extreme self-blame and guilt. He put his hand on her forehead, and when he touched the cold skin, there was a deep pain in his eyes.

It was all his fault. He didn't protect her well, and he didn't rush over in time, causing her to suffer.

Although he didn't know what happened, he could guess what might have happened to her even without asking, seeing her distraught look.

"Yan Yan..." Ye Hao reached out his hand and picked up He Xiyan, who was sitting on the ground, and hugged her tightly in his arms. Then he looked at Mo Yixuan and said angrily, "What did you do to her?"

Ye Hao looked around and found that Yuanyuan had disappeared. Did these people just take the child away?

Mo Yixuan stood with his hands behind his back, and when he heard his son's name, his heart ached fiercely, and the guilt in his eyes deepened a little.

He gritted his teeth tightly. At this moment, he wanted to rush over and snatch her away, but he knew that he didn't have the qualifications to do so now.

He didn't answer, but looked at the man in front of him, his rival in love, who he regarded as an enemy, with an extremely hateful look.

Ye Hao was furious and yelled at Mo Yixuan, "Since you have taken the child away, why are you still staying here? Get out!"

After that, he carried his wife to a bedroom. When he came out, his coat had been taken off, his hands were clenched into fists, veins on his arms were bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Fuck, you coward." Ye Hao punched Mo Yixuan on the left cheek in anger, and the force made Mo Yixuan's face swollen soon.

He stood there, clenched his teeth, stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth vigorously, and a trace of blood flowed, but surprisingly, he did not fight back.

He looked at Ye Hao, and there was an indescribable mockery in his eyes besides hatred.

"You are the same! Ye Hao..."

If he was mean and used connections to win the custody of Yuanyuan, then Ye Hao's inaction was not helping himself.

Ye Hao curled his lips coldly, and his chest rose and fell violently. There was a deep hatred in his eyes.

He hated the people of the Mo family, and hated himself even more.

"Get out!" He pointed at the door. His hands clenched again, clenched his teeth, and at this moment, it seemed that only fighting could eliminate the hatred in his heart.

He Xiyan was lying on the small wooden bed she slept on when she was a child. The 1.2-meter bed was small and narrow, just enough for her to sleep alone. She stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open. There were no tears in her eyes, and there was no light or hope in her eyes. She was like a patient with a terminal illness.

She could hear the two men quarreling outside the house, and even the sound of things being thrown.