Su Mochen stood still and looked at Tong Caiwei a few more times, "Yanni, can we go to her house tomorrow?"
Shen Yanni wanted to coax him to leave, so she nodded and agreed, "Well, be obedient and I will take you there tomorrow."
Su Mochen looked very happy, with smiles all over his face. He nodded with satisfaction, patted his chest and promised, "Mo Chen will be obedient. Mo Chen listens to Yanni the most."
The breeze gently blew a strand of golden hair on his forehead.
The sunlight hit his body, giving him a golden halo.
His smile is bright and innocent, with a fresh and warm atmosphere, untainted by the world.
Shen Yanni held his hand and prepared to leave.
She said, "Caiwei, goodbye."
Su Mochen followed her and said, "Caiwei, goodbye."
His eyes were full of expectation, obviously thinking that he could meet her again tomorrow.
Tong Caiwei stood there, watching the two people's backs gradually walk away.
Su Mochen looked back at her from time to time.
The reluctance in his eyes was undisguised.
Su Mochen, I hope we never meet again.
After saying this silently in her heart, Tong Caiwei also led Xiao Zimeng away.
After getting in the car, Uncle Cao asked, "Madam, who was that man just now? I look very similar to a man."
"It's Su Mochen."
"It's really him!"
Uncle Cao said in surprise, "I have to tell Mr. Ye about this."
"No need."
Uncle Cao was even more surprised, "Young madam, he is a dangerous person."
Tong Caiwei was silent for a moment and said calmly, "Uncle Cao, he has lost his memory, and... his intelligence has deteriorated to the age of seven or eight years old, so there is no danger, so there is no need to tell Fan about this matter. I don't want him to worry about me.
"
Uncle Cao was silent for a long time.
Tong Caiwei thought he wouldn't speak anymore, then she heard him sigh quietly, and sighed, "I didn't expect that he would have such a day, it would be better to die."
yes...
Su Mochen like this makes people feel hateful and pitiful.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to think about it anymore.
On the way home after attending Ling Xiaoxiao's Bairiyan, Tong Caiwei specifically told Xiao Zimeng not to tell Ye Fan about her encounter with the blond uncle.
Although the little guy didn't understand, he still obediently agreed to her.
On the path planted with sycamore trees, street lamps emit soft light.
Little Zimeng was in good spirits. She was walking in front of Tong Caiwei, jumping up and down and humming a tune.
"Mommy, Auntie Xiaoxiao's baby is so cute, with big eyes and fair skin."
Tong Caiwei couldn't help but chuckle, "You also had big eyes and fair skin when you were a child."
Xiao Zimeng jumped to her side, held her hand, her voice was soft and waxy, and she looked up at her with her big eyes, "Mommy, I want a younger brother. Mommy will give me a little baby to play with."
OK?"
Little Zi Meng has many toys.
However, she still thinks babies are the most fun.
No matter how beautiful the toys are, they are lifeless.
Babies are different, like Aunt Xiaoxiao’s baby, if you touch his face, he will giggle and his little arms and feet will twist around.
He will laugh, cry, sleep when he is sleepy, and nurse when he is hungry.
Well, she even fed Aunt Xiaoxiao’s baby milk today.
The baby is so well behaved when he drinks milk.
Tong Caiwei was a little surprised, "How come our little Tangtang suddenly wants to have a younger brother?"