<h4>Chapter 998: Your Father Was Ugly</h4>


    Yuanyuan looked at the clock only to find that it was already half past eight. Thinking of something, he quickly took a small mobile phone out of his small bag. It was a mobile phone for children which was given by his dad purposefully. He could use WeChat, make phone calls, send messages, y music, take pictures and so on, but could not surf the Inte or y games.


    Yuanyuan turned on the screen, then opened WeChat, and sent a video then to father through it.


    “Dad...” Yuanyuan erected the phone against a phone bracket, and then sitting cross-legged on the sofa.


    He grew taller and was now close to 1.25 meters. Many children could only grow to such height at the age of seven.


    Soon, the image of Mo Yixuan appeared on the screen. He was sitting in the study at the moment. At the background was arge bookshelf. There was a cigarette in his hand, and he exhaled smoke rings one after another.


    Not wanting his son to see him smoking, Mo Yixuan took two puffs of smoke and then discarded the cigarette.


    The father and son were on the video call.


    “Yuanyuan, what are you doing?” Mo Yixuan put on a gentle smile, and now he could smile only when he saw Yuanyuan.


    “I am ying with this.” Yuanyuan raised the little Rubik’s cube in his hand. This was his new toy, which was much harder to y with than his former Rubik’s Cube. Ten minutes had passed but he still failed to put it together.


    “Oh...” Mo Yixuan looked at the toy in the hand of his son. Since they were on the video chatting, he could not see that clearly.


    “Are you used to everything in your new school?” Mo Yixuan asked. Because of the long distance, Yuanyuan had transferred to another school, the same school as Xixi, so that the brother and sister could go to school together.


    “The new school is not fun, Dad.” Yuanyuan pursed his little mouth, a trace of displeasure shing through his face. Since he entered the school, he had always been called by the teacher to make a self-introduction or sing. Besides, the girls in the school were also noisy, like his sister who was constantly chirping in his ear. They always snuck snacks into his bag, so he had to return home with a heavy bag every time.


    Finding her brother chatting on the phone again, Xixi put down her dudu and got near. She blinked her eyes and cast a nce at Mo Yixuan on the screen.


    “Yuanyuan, this is your father?” Xixi pointed at the uncle on the screen. She seemed to have seen this uncle before, but she had never met him. In short, she couldn’t remember it.


    “Yes.” Yuanyuan simply gave a hum.


    Xixi then said “Your father is so ugly...”


    (Yuanyuan)...


    Mo Yixuan was drinking a cup of coffee at this time. When he identally heard this, he almost spat out the coffee in his mouth.


    What the hell?


    How could he be ugly! He was tall and handsome, a recognized handsome guy.


    Yuanyuan red at his sister, pushing her sister aside.


    “Your father is ugly, with a beard and a sly ghost.” Yuanyuan said with a little anger, and did not like her sister’s nonsense.


    He smiled and sneaked into a small head. Then look at the Mo Yi Xuan in the screen, and then look at Yuanyuan.


    “You look the same as your father.”


    Yuanyuan suddenly became upset. The smile on his face just now was reced by faint anger at the moment.


    He pushed Xixi away, unwilling to reason with his sister.


    Mo Yixuan, however,ughed out. She was just a little kid. Whatever she said, he would not take seriously.


    “Yuanyuan, where is your mother?” Mo Yixuan asked again, for he could not see Yuanyuan on the screen.


    It seemed that Yanyan did not want to let him see her purposefully. Every time he talked with Yuanyuan through video, Yanyan was not around.