When Mo Xiaojun returned home, Hai Qingqing sat anxiously beside the cradle of the child.

"Xiaojun, you're back. It's good to be back." Hai Qingqing left the child and ran to Mo Xiaojun's side. At a glance, he saw that Mo Xiaojun's face was swollen a lot.

"Xiaojun, who did you fight with?" Hai Qingqing thought of Hai Zhixuan's telephone and asked his predecessors mainly.

Mo Xiaojun's eyes narrowed, clear text messages and current words made him have to face up to a problem, someone has seen him today.

"No problem, I fell down." Mo Xiaojun comforted Hai Qingqing, and he sat down with Hai Qingqing: "Did you eat?" Mo...