The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

She called the aunt downstairs in the morning, asking her to help clean the house. Then she changed new bedding, which looked quite clean.

“Yuanyuan, wake up, go home with mom.” He Xiyan patted Yuanyuan’s small face, who had slept for hours.

Yuanyuan stretched out his little hands and rubbed his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a dark corridor.

Frightened, Yuanyuan rushed into his mother’s arms. The strange environment made him feel a little scared.

He Xiyan took out the key and opened the door, then turned on the lights in the house. They needed to stay here tonight, and then went to look for a house tomorrow to see if they could live somewhere else. After all, it was easy for them to find her here.

The house was the same as before, in which nothing had not been moved. Although the house was a little old, it had everything they needed.

He Xiyan put Yuanyuan down, then boiled water, making a bottle of milk for Yuanyuan. Fortunately, the child was a good boy, who did not cry or make noise even when hungry.

He Xiyan handed the bottle of milk to Yuanyuan, letting him drink it himself. She gently stroked the child’s head at the same time, saying, “Yuanyuan, I am not a good mother, I have not taken good care of you. I am also a bad mother. I should not have taken you into Ye family and make you the child they all do not like. I am sorry for you.”

He Xiyan wiped her eyes, from which some tears flowed beyond control. She was not a good mother. She was unable to protect the child she gave birth to. Now she was even deprived of her child’s custody by Mo family. The so-called good life of her was like a bubble.

Now she didn’t want anything but to lead a good life with her son and daughter. If they had no money, she could go out to earn.

Over the years, she had been bustling around, simply wanting to have a home, a happy home. However, it was so difficult for her. In Mo family, she was like a maid, who had no status nor right of speech. All her efforts in managing their marriage could not compare with a baby in Xia Yuwei’s belly eventually. In Ye family, however, she was like an outsider. No one took her as a family member. It was she herself who believed that she had found a happy home.

Yuanyuan held the bottle in both hands, gulping the milk down. He looked at his mother the whole time. Seeing his mom crying, he reached out a small hand, gently wiping his mom’s eyes.

“Mom… Don’t cry.” Yuanyuan comforted his mom, who was now too young to understand why his mom cried.

He Xiyan wiped away the tears from her eyes. She stood up, leading Yuanyuan into her bedroom.

Then she came in with a basin of water and helped wash Yuanyuan’s face and hands. After bustling for a whole day, Yuanyuan became exhausted, so did she. She also wanted to have a good sleep first. Tomorrow, she would go to look for a big house.

Soon, both mother and son, exhausted to the extreme, fell asleep one after another. Only their stable breathing could be heard in the room. However, they did not know that now in the corridor, a man was led to the door by an uncle in his fifties.

“Uncle, are you sure it’s this one?” Mo Yixuan asked He Qingguo aside, who was He Xiyan’s uncle.

He Qingguo nodded and affirmed, “Yes, it’s this one. I won’t make mistakes. After my brother bought a house, I would come here five or six times annually, during New Year or some other festivals.”

Mo Yixuan nodded and said thanks to him. Then he took out a stack of notes and handed them to the man in front.