The road was covered with dark clouds, and Wen Lu looked straight ahead without looking back.

He knew that from the moment he left, everything about Yan Qin no longer had anything to do with him.

Halfway through the sports car, it started to rain.

Wen Lu raised the car window, and the crackling rain hit the car glass, quickly blurring the car window.

Wen Lu drove back to his villa.

He has already packed his luggage and will go to Luancheng tomorrow.

Mo Mo didn't go out to class today. The nanny was playing with toys with him. Wen Lu found him in the children's room.

The little guy is crawling around on the carpet, using his hands and feet, very happy!

Seeing that it was raining outside, the little guy stared at the window curiously, watching the rain falling from the sky.

Wen Lu walked up to him and squatted down: "Why are you lying on the ground again?"

When Mo Mo saw his father, he looked away and immediately climbed on Wen Lu like a koala: "Dad, hug!"

"What are you hugging? Look at you, do you know your hands are dirty?"

Wen Lu held him in disgust and went to the sink to wash his hands.

After he was washed, he hugged him and kissed him: "Dad is going out for a while. During this time, you will stay at your grandparents' house."

"No, daddy won't go." The little guy actually understood, and wrapped his arms around Wen Lu's neck aggrievedly, refusing to let go, "daddy won't go."

"Don't worry, dad will come back. He just went out for a while to bring delicious food to Mo Mo."

"No!" For the first time, the snacks did not tempt the children.

Wen Lu found it a bit difficult: "Dad can't bear to leave you either."

To be honest, when he went to Luancheng this time, the thing he missed the most was Mo Mo.

But he must go.

"Mo Mo is obedient." Wen Lu no longer mentioned leaving, "Mo Mo, what do you want to play? Dad will accompany you."

"It will be all right."

"Yeah." Wen Lu responded and played with Wen Mo in the children's room.

The dark blue children's room is like an ocean, with ocean-style wallpaper on the walls. Mo Mo is climbing the slide, playing ball, and assembling his little train without stopping for a moment.

Most of the time, Wen Lu looked at Mo Mo lovingly, not wanting to leave even a second.

It was raining heavily, the sky was dark, and the dead trees were swaying in the wind.

After dinner, Wen Lu asked the driver to take Mo Mo to Wen's house.

He packed his suitcase and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, Wen's father called him: "Mo Mo has arrived at our place."

Wen Lu responded while wiping his hair: "Dad, Mo Mo will take care of you for a while."

"What time is the flight tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock."

"Um."

Father Wen is not a talkative person, and he is not very good at telling Wen Lu what to do.

Wen Lu was silent for a while and then said, "Dad, I have a question I want to ask you."

"What?"

"Why did you name Mo Mo 'Wen Mo' in the first place?"

"The pen and ink passed down from generation to generation can produce an article, but it doesn't sound good?"

"No, that's good." Wen Lu curled his lips, "It's getting cold, please take care of yourself."

"Well, don't worry, your mother is here."

The father and son didn't say much.

Wen Lu hung up the phone and dried his hair. He walked to the window in his nightgown.

The rain was heavy, the rain curtain was drooping, the lights of the villa flickered in the darkness, and the bamboos in the courtyard swayed in the wind.

Wen Lu's tall and slender shadow fell on the ground. He stood with his heart beating fast.
Chapter completed!