To be honest, Mo Xiangyan’s silence was not completely pretended. Although the atmosphere at home these days had relieved a lot, it still made Mo Xiangyan breathless.Mo Xiangyan couldn’t help thinking of the scene in the hospital. The anger of grandma, the haggardness of dad, and of course, the fatigue of Aunt Yan.Mo Xiangyan remembered them all. He didn’t know the truth, but he had his own guess.Before, all the adults loved him. Mo Xiangyan was a kid, but he knew that some of them just pretended to do so. They loved him because of his father’s identity and his father’s success.At that time, he wondered if his dad had not been the president, would he still need to face the false greetings? Later, his dad really lost his identity as the president, but Dad, Grandma, and even Aunt Yan were not happy at all. Mo Xiangyan could tell that they were very painful because of this matter.His previous prayers had taken
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