Volume 1 Chapter 40 Their Public Display Of Affection (1/2)

If anyone asked Mo Yuan why he turned into a reserved, calm, and quiet person, it's all because of his parents. They flaunt in front of him every second they are together and neglect their child. Mo Yuan couldn't stand their behavior and would always confine himself to his room, separating himself from his parents to embrace his own seclusion. His parents' affection for each other was the very reason he disliked girls.

Han Luo was looking at Mo Yuan's father and mother hugging each other. She saw their faces get close and for some reason, her sight had become dark. The young girl was confused and tilted her head. After that, she started to squirm.

Behind her, Mo Yuan noticed her discomfort and whispered, ”Don't move too much. This isn't something you should see.”

Han Luo innocently asked, ”Why not? My mommy and daddy were used to kissing each other all the time. They liked kissing me too.” When she talked about them, she recalled how her father affectionately called her 'little treasure'; she missed him dearly.

Mo Yuan was astonished realizing how shameless her parents were doing this sort of thing in front of their kid. He wondered what else she saw them doing. He hoped she didn't experience the whole process, as he did.

Mo Zhen finally let his wife go, since they were out of breath, and glanced at the kids beside them. He didn't look embarrassed at all. He beamed seeing his son and called out, ”Xiao Yuan!”

”Hello, dad- whoa!” Mo Yuan was pulled up by his father and was hugged tightly. Mo Zhen exclaimed, ”I missed you, my boy!” He then kissed all over his small face.

Mo Yuan blushed even more. He was already eight years old, and in front of Han Luo, he was being 'humiliated' by his own father. The young boy writhed and protested, ”Dad! Stop it! I'm not a kid anymore!”

”You will always be a kid to me,” Mo Zhen retorted. He didn't let go of his son and smiled warmly.

Han Luo looked at them with a slight smile hanging on her lips. She remembered when she was being hugged and kissed like this. After that fateful evening, no one ever hugged or kissed her as her parents did.

Ma Rui noticed her forlorn gaze, and her heart hurt. She hugged and kissed Han Luo's left cheek and told her husband, ”Baby, you've missed this little one.”

Mo Zhen was strongly holding Mo Yuan who was struggling to free himself and glanced down at the six year old girl. The young boy was held even tighter, feeling the ground move away from his feet. Mo Yuan felt as though his father's arms were a dark, bottomless pool.

Mo Zhen blinked and asked his wife, ”My darling, why didn't you tell me you gave birth to a cute little angel? How could you keep this a secret from me?! She was raised without fatherly love!” He looked very serious.

Ma Rui playfully smacked his right shoulder. ”Oh, you! She is Qin Zheng's child.”

Mo Zhen furrowed his eyebrows. He tried to remember, ”Qin Zheng oh, you mean Han Ying Wei's wife? So, she is their little daughter. Where did you pick her up from?”