The garden was also empty.

Wen Lu's face improved a little, and everyone started drinking and playing cards again, calling a group of beauties down.

…

The next day, Sunday.

Tongyao didn't know what time Wen Lu came back last night. Anyway, he didn't go to the bedroom to sleep after he came back. She slept alone until dawn.

She had already sobered up from the alcohol, and she couldn't remember what she did last night. Anyway, she never wanted to drink again.

Tong Yao rubbed his forehead, packed himself up and went downstairs to have breakfast. Wen Lu was peeling eggs for Mo Mo.

"Mo Mo, daddy will take you to buy small animals later."

"Really?" Mo Mo's eyes lit up.

"Really, go to your Uncle Yan's house and pick out whatever you want."

"Yan Susu..."

"Yes, Uncle Yan."

The nursery rhyme came in and I heard: "Well... mother asked us to go to their house for dinner at night."

"Oh, I'll just go there tonight."

"Then don't play too late with Mo Mo." the nursery rhyme warned.

"Um."

Mo Mo held Tong Yao's hand, her big purple grape eyes full of expectation: "Mom, go! Go buy..."

Wen Lu didn't understand what Mo Mo said, but the nursery rhyme did and she laughed.

Mo Mo wanted her to pick out small animals together.

But Wenlu didn't like taking her to do anything, especially going to his friend's house.

She knew that he disliked her and couldn't take her out.

Fortunately, children are easy to fool, so nursery rhyme gave him a mouthful of food, and the little guy forgot about it.

Tong Yao sat silently across from Wen Lu, and the family had breakfast together.

She and Wen Lu didn't have many opportunities to have breakfast together. Many times, when she got up in the morning, he would have already gone out.

She didn't know if he was deliberately avoiding every interaction with her. As long as he avoided it, he wouldn't have to see her.

Little Momo is also very naughty and takes a long time to eat every time. Nursery Rhyme takes the trouble to feed him little by little.

She feels happy even if she repeats the simplest actions.

When she laughs, Xiao Momo likes it very much and will laugh along with her.

Wen Lu doesn't have this patience, and he doesn't know how to feed children.

"It's delicious..." The little guy kept clapping his hands.

"It's delicious, then eat more." The nursery rhyme coaxed.

"Mom, you look good." The little guy suddenly coaxed Tongyao and grabbed Tongyao's hair with his little hands.

The nursery rhymes made my heart feel warm and coaxed.

Sometimes, when nursery rhyme feeds Mo Mo, Wen Lu will stop his chopsticks to read.

Finally, when the little guy was full, he shook his head and stopped eating. The nanny took him away, and Nursery Rhyme had a chance to have breakfast.

She took a piece of bread and dipped it in strawberry jam.

"You don't have to feed Mo Mo by yourself every time, there is a nanny at home." Wen Lu, who had been silent for the whole time, suddenly spoke.

Nursery Rhyme smiled: "I like to feed him, very much. I like whatever he does."

"If he fights and fights and doesn't learn well, you also like it?"

Choking on nursery rhymes, does anyone talk like that?

"Mo Mo doesn't know how to do it, I will teach him well."

Wen Zhiwei sneered and said nothing.

Tong Yao knew that he no longer despised her in his heart. He felt that she was childish and ignorant and could not stand up to the stage. Growing up, her life background was very different from his.

We were not on the same road, but now we live under the same roof.

Or maybe he thinks, what can a woman like her teach Mo Mo?

Nursery Rhyme lowered her head and continued eating breakfast.
Chapter completed!