IPVS Chapter 43.2

Mo Sui covered her face with her hands. She should be happy, but she couldn’t stop crying.

“Mom, be happy.” An An repeated again, holding her mother’s hand worriedly.

The child’s hands were soft and warm. The little hands didn’t exert any strength, and the fleshy dimples on the back of the hands were very obvious.

Seeing that her mother was still crying, An An began to think of ways to make her happy. She imitated the way her mother usually coaxed herself. She leaned forward with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes curved into a smile.

“This little girl looks so much like Miss Mo as if they were carved from the same mold.” Nurse Huang exclaimed.

Nurse Huang didn’t know what happened, but she felt that everything was really amazing. The daughter adopted by the Movie Empress from the orphanage actually looked so much like her when she was a child. This was fate.

“Aunt Mo, that’s your daughter. She’s a big star.” Nurse Huang said kindly, “Look, you can’t recognize her. She’s so sad. She’s crying.”

Mo Yaqin put the photo back into her purse and looked at Mo Sui suspiciously.

At this time, Mo Sui had already held An An tightly in her arms. She gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with her hands and said in a very low voice, afraid of scaring the child: “Mom and Dad will take the baby home.”

An An still didn’t know what was going on, but she didn’t want to stay in this place.

There was a strange old woman here, and there was nothing delicious or fun.

“Great!” She nodded happily and then turned to look at Gu Yicheng, “Dad, go home!”

It was only then that she realized that her father’s eyes were also red.

The little dumpling was a little annoyed.

Why were Mom and Dad so sad?

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Gu Yicheng hugged An An and left the nursing home.

Mo Sui followed them and kept looking at the child as if she couldn’t see her enough.

The little dumpling liked to be hugged, but she was afraid that the adults were too tired.

At this time, seeing that her father insisted on hugging her, An An wrapped her arms around him tightly, with her two little feet wrapped around his waist, just like a koala wrapped around a big tree.

Mom and Dad said that holding the baby like this was the most energy-saving way!

However, now An An was not proud of herself for becoming a little koala.

Her little face was pressed in her father’s shoulder, and there were so many question marks in her little head.

They were so sad, how could they be comforted?

“Yicheng, do you think so?” Mo Sui asked softly.

Gu Yicheng was silent for a moment.

For so long, they never thought that An An might be their child.

At that time, the police speculated that Mo Yaqin gave the child away or threw it at the door of the orphanage in Ling City, because in their opinion, a cunning person like her would eliminate any possibility of Mo Sui finding the child.

Mo Yaqin was able to obtain all the necessary certifications, so she must have thought carefully before taking any action. How could she be so careless as to send the child to the nearest orphanage?

In addition, there were many abandoned babies in the orphanage. Even if someone left the baby at the gate of the orphanage, it was difficult to determine whether it was one month, two months, or three months old just from the growth and development of the baby.

So although Dean Wang estimated that An An was sent there at about two months old, she was not sure.

Too many things happened during this period. Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui had no time to digest it nor would they be so whimsical as to think that the amateur guest sent by the program crew was actually their own daughter.

But now, everything has a traceable path.

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