"Mom, Wen Lu and I may be... really inappropriate. We haven't been able to get along with each other in three years. I really miss you and dad, but it's time to say goodbye. I originally thought about meeting you again after a while.

You said these things, I didn't expect you to know." Tongyao was still very sorry, "I'm sorry, Mom, you have been very good to me in the past three years, in the future... can you help me take good care of Mo Mo."

"Yao Yao, don't you want Mo Mo? Mo Mo will miss you."

Tong Yao was about to cry, and she covered her face: "Wen Lu will not give Mo Mo to me... I love Mo Mo..."

Ms. Su's heart trembled.

She has always regarded nursery rhymes as a daughter.

There were rumors outside that Tong Yao had cheated on her, but she didn't believe it at all. How could she not know what kind of girl Tong Yao was?

In the past few years, Wen Lu has been lukewarm about nursery rhymes, and she has actually seen it. Many times, she was the one who deliberately brought Wen Lu and nursery rhymes together. For example, when she proposed to go on honeymoon, or when she was shopping, she deliberately let Wen Lu

Come to checkout.

It's a pity... No matter how they matched up, there was no spark between them.

Ms. Su felt sorry for the nursery rhyme: "Yaoyao, can you give Alu another chance? Give him another chance. It's because his father and I didn't teach him well. He may not really know how to be responsible for his own small family. He has a bad temper.

It’s something we’ve grown accustomed to, and if we’re wrong, it’s still our fault.”

"Mom, no... it has nothing to do with you, really, it doesn't matter. Mom, I may really not be able to hold on anymore."

"Yao Yao, give A Lu another chance." Ms. Su rarely spoke to Tong Yao in such a tone.

Nursery Rhyme's heart trembled, and she didn't speak for a long time.

She knew that Ms. Su was kind to her, so much so that she often regarded Ms. Su as her own mother.

The rain outside was beating against the glass of the balcony. When they were silent, the sound of rain could be heard on the balcony.

Nursery Rhyme lowered her head, her eyes falling on the tea cup in front of her.

White steam is rising in the cup, and light green tea leaves are floating in the white cup, rising and falling.

"Yao Yao..." Ms. Su's voice choked, "I really can't let you go... Isn't that bastard Ah Lu too much? I'll help you teach him a lesson, but can you give him a chance and treat it as a way of giving us warmth?"

A chance at home..."

"Mom, you are serious, Wen Lu... he didn't do anything wrong. Maybe we are just not suitable. Sometimes we are not suitable for this kind of thing, and there is really no way to get along."

The nursery rhyme avoids the serious and ignores the important, saying nothing.

She didn't want to mention what Wen Lu had done. From Wen Lu's point of view, he didn't love her, so his attitude towards her could only be that way.

Marriage is like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is hot or cold.

It’s inappropriate…how else can I force it?

Three years...three years, they haven't been able to get along.

"Then just think it's for Mo Mo... Do you really have the heart to leave Mo Mo?"

"I don't want to give up." She was so sad that her eyes filled with crystal tears.

What she misses the most is little Mo Mo.

"Then just think it's for Mo Mo that you give A Lu another chance." Ms. Su was very anxious.

Nursery rhymes are silent.

Wen Mo is indeed her weakness, otherwise, she wouldn't have been entangled with him all the time.

Ms. Su knew that Tong Yao was moved, so she didn't mention Wen Lu's bad bitch again and kept chatting about Mo Mo with Tong Yao.
Chapter completed!