Chapter 132 The Number You’ve Dialled Is Currently Unavailable (1/2)

Mo Yixuan told his mother everything that he had discovered and after she heard her son's narrative, Li Qin was completely stunned and her face turned pale.

For some inexplicable reason, her heart ached for her son.

She assumed that Xia Yuwei was merely lazy, playful, vain and spent money without any self-control, but she did not expect this woman to be so scheming that she staged an accident to get close to Yixuan and even transferred their money to another man. She was even in a questionable relationship with the other man.

She couldn't understand how Yixuan could be so unlucky that both the women he married were all scheming with Xia Yuwei taking the cake. She didn't take care of the house, didn't love her child, and was even in a questionable relationship with another man. She was truly something else.

Forget it!

Li Qin rubbed at her temple and looked affectionately at her son.

”Yixuan…” She patted his shoulder and said in a low voice. ”Don't worry, this time I'm fully supportive of you divorcing Xia Yuwei. As for the child, I'll send him over to your aunt's place. The next time she threatens to jump or commit suicide, we'll just ignore her threats. You should employ the best lawyer so that no matter what, even if we have to spend a lot , we must obtain the custody of the child.

In the past, she always put up with Xia Yuwei's antics because Xia Yuwei was the mother of her grandchild. However, she didn't expect Xia Yuwei to be leeching off their family to secretly funnel money to other people. This woman was not fit to remain in the Mo family.

After Li Qin concluded the discussion with her son, she returned to the room and started to secretly pack their belongings. She would get ready to leave the moment the sky cleared up the next day, to prevent Xia Yuwei from threatening them with her grandson again.

At night, Mo Yixuan continued to sleep in the guest room. He was dressed in a long cotton velvet bathrobe and leaned against the couch with a lit cigarette hanging from his fingers,

A layer of ashes covered the floor.