"Mom, let me push the car in first." Lin Liming glanced at her mother and hurriedly pushed the stroller into the house.
Mother Lin waved to her daughter and took the baby from her son-in-law's hand. "Leave the baby to me, Yan Shu. Go and help Li Ming put the stroller away, wash her hands and get ready for dinner."
"Thank you, Mom." He nodded and glanced at his wife entering the bedroom.
By pushing the stroller into the bedroom, do you want your baby girl to find a different place to sleep at night?
He guessed that she had not recovered from the shock that the photo had just given her, which was why she was so confused. He sighed, took steps, and followed.[
In order to prevent Lan Yanshu from discovering the existence of the photo, she held the file bag tightly in her hand and walked around the room in a panic. She felt that hiding it here was not the right place, and it was not appropriate to hide it anywhere. She almost had her white hair sprouting out.
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"Li Ming?" He had already seen her anxious behavior hiding the file bag. He stood at the door and called out before walking in.
Her whole body jumped, and she didn't have time to think more. She opened the quilt, stuffed the things inside, and pretended that nothing was wrong. She put her hands flat on her knees, sat upright, and tried her best to show the most natural smile to the person who entered the bedroom.
"Wha, what's the matter?"
He smiled, came to sit next to her, put her trembling hand into his palm, his eyes focused and serious, "Li Ming, do you have anything to ask me?"