The cars shuttled through Ancheng and covered the road at night.

It's already dark.

The nursery rhyme tried hard to calm her heart, but the words Yan Qin just said were still circling in her ears, repeating over and over again.

She couldn't fit into their circle, and they didn't like her either. In fact, she didn't care, but why did she think she was inferior to Shu Mo everywhere? She was obviously the real wife.

She may not care what Yan Qin said, but she cannot ignore Wen Lu's every move. He is her husband.

She knew that Wen Lu often went to Ancheng International University, but what she didn't know was that Wen Lu was not a person born indifferent. He knew how to care for people, took care of people, and knew how to be considerate of someone, but... these gentleness and consideration have never been used on her.

That's all.

The car drove to the nursery, and Wen Mo stood outside and looked forward to waiting for his mother, holding the strap of his backpack in both hands, anxious.

The teacher finally saw the nursery rhyme car and led the child over: "Mom is here, come to pick Momo up."

When Mengyao got off the car, Wen Mo immediately rushed into Mengyao's arms like a kitten: "Momo, it's dark..."

"Mom is late today. Sorry, baby. We're back home!"

She hugged Wen Mo tightly and forgot to let go for a while.

Only by holding this soft little dumpling can she find her belonging.

It took a long time before she carried Wen Mo into the car. The little guy chattered along the way, and liked to talk to nursery rhymes.

"Today... I planted flowers..."

"What flowers have you planted?" Meng Yao asked patiently while driving.

Mo Mo shook his head honestly: "Not many."

"Would Momo tell her mother a story?"

"Okay..." The little Mo Mo began to tell a story, "The fox...eat... grapes."

"Hmm." The nursery rhyme was patient, "And what? Did the fox eat the grapes?"

"Mi has it, it's bad." Mo Mo shook his little feet.

The nursery rookie smiled and talked to Mo Mo along the way, not feeling boring at all.

She has this patience, but Wenlu doesn't. Wenlu can stay with the children for a long time and the sun rises from the west. She occasionally makes her free time to make fun of the children.

Just like this, he wants to have another child. What should he do when he is born? Will he relieve his boredom?

It is impossible for a nursery rhyme to have another child.

Wen Lu has not put himself in the position of husband and father yet, and he is not qualified.

In this way, the car drove home all the way.

What surprised the nursery roma was that Wen Lu was at home.

Didn’t he have to work overtime when having social engagements?

Wen Lu sat on the sofa and flirted with magazines, his posture was lazy and leisurely, and he looked as if he wanted.

The child Wen Mo changed into his little rabbit slippers, picked up the edamame that ran over, and chattered: "The edamame... is cute..."

As soon as the child came back, the house was full of excitement. Even Wen Lu raised his head and looked at Wen Mo intently.

He waved: "Mo Mo, come here."

Wen Mo ran over with Maodou in his arms: "Dad, Maodou, cute."

"Well, but it's not as cute as you, you're even cuter." Wen Lu touched his little head and looked at the son who looked almost exactly like him.

The nursery rhyme entered the living room and took a cup of mineral water to drink it.

She asked, "Didn't you go home if you have social engagements tonight?"

"Don't you want me to go home?"

"without."

She left indifferently and walked into the kitchen.

Wen Lu looked at her slender but cold back, and her eyes were cool.
Chapter completed!