But, as long as she doesn't provoke him, he doesn't care what she does.

Once you provoke him, don't blame him for being rude.

Wen Lu drank a whole bottle of mineral water, his facial features were as cold as a knife, and there were deep and profound traces in his eyes.

afternoon.

Wen Lu tidied up again and continued to work in the office.

During this period, Wen Lu would work overtime every night to make up for the work he had missed.

Today is no exception.

However, when I get busy, I often forget to eat, and it’s not until after seven o’clock in the evening that I remember that I haven’t eaten dinner.

No one reminded him to eat on time and not to be too tired.

Wen Lu picked up his phone and clicked on Tong Yao's WeChat profile picture. She deleted him permanently, but looking at his profile picture, he always felt that she was still with him.

There was a dark night sky outside the office, and the boundless blackness shrouded the office building. The white light fell on Wen Lu's face, and there were traces of whirling in his eyes.

He missed her again.

He originally thought that love was a violent and violent thing, but only now did he understand that the long-lasting and long-lasting love given to him by nursery rhymes was also the most beautiful love.

The most missing thing is that it moistens things silently.

After a long time, Wen Lu put away his phone and lit a cigarette.

Smoke gradually filled the entire office.

At about eight o'clock, there was a knock on the office door.

Wen Lu frowned: "Who?"

"Mr. Wen, it's me, the domestic servant." It's the maid of the Wen family. "Young Master Mo Mo is coming to see you, so we brought him here."

"Oh, come in." Wen Lu pressed the door open button at hand, and the office door slowly opened.

The maid held Mo Mo's hand. As soon as the little boy saw his father, he abandoned the maid and threw himself on Wen Lu, using his hands and feet to crawl on top of him.

Wen Lu really couldn't resist the little guy's enthusiasm.

The little guy leaned on Wen Lu's chest, rubbing and rubbing, his furry little head rubbing Wen Lu's chin: "Dad."

"Well, have you had dinner?"

"Time passes."

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Miss...Dad."

"It's not like we just met this morning."

Mo Mo doesn't care, he just misses his father!

He wanted to sit on Wen Lu's lap and refused to leave for a second.

Wen Lu had no choice but to simply finish the work, carry him downstairs, and go home.

Looking at Mo Mo who depended on each other for life, Wen Lu felt a trace of sadness in his heart. Only little Mo Mo depended on him for life.

Nursery rhymes don’t want them anymore.

Wen Lu was not in a hurry to go back to the villa. He bought some food for Mo Mo when he passed by the mall. The kid liked milk tea, so Wen Lu bought it for him.

Wen Lu fell in love with taking photos of Mo Mo, and today was no exception. He casually took a photo of a child holding strawberry milk tea and sent it to Moments.

As a result, as soon as he sent the message, Ms. Su called him and scolded him: "Wen Lu, can you do it? If you don't know how to take care of children, just send Mo Mo here!"

This is the first time Ms. Su has called Wen Lu in such a long time.

Wen Lu was stunned. It took him a long time to calm down: "Mo Mo... I'm very happy."

"It's autumn now. A child has a delicate stomach. If you give him iced milk tea, are you so cruel to children? Also, milk tea is a sweet food. Eating so many sweets at night will make you bloated and cause tooth decay. Wen Lu

, can you please stop doing such embarrassing things in the future?"

Wen Lu was complained by Ms. Su that he was worthless.

Wen Lu had no choice but to reach out and snatch the milk tea from Wen Mo's mouth.
Chapter completed!