In Prince Qi's Mansion, Mo Jingyu was waiting in the vestibule. As soon as he saw a few people, his attention was attracted by the round faces.
He frowned and looked at Chu Qingwan questioningly. The latter shook his head to indicate that it was okay, and obviously did not want to say more.
The three little ones didn't intend to mention this, and gathered around him happily, as always.
"Uncle, after more than a month of separation, our longing for you is like the water of Kailing River, flowing endlessly." The round head covered the swollen face and covered the heart and said exaggeratedly.
Mo Jingyu couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to touch his head.
Tiantian also wanted the same treatment, so she hurriedly came over and asked with a smile: "We miss uncle very much. Does uncle miss us?"
Tuantuan moved forward half a step, then stopped calmly. Liu's words flashed through his mind, and he pursed his lips and looked at Mo Jingyu.
He cares about Mo Jingyu's answer.
They had been called bastards before, but at that time they had a very vague idea of their father, and with their mother here, they could forget about it.
However, now, it is clear that his biological father is right in front of him, but he cannot recognize him rashly. If he is scolded again, he will inevitably feel aggrieved.
Therefore, he wanted to find out whether, in Mo Jingyu's heart, they were just the children of the miracle doctor, or whether he cared about them to some extent.
"Yes, uncle misses you very much." Mo Jingyu answered truthfully and breathed a sigh of relief.
A few people were chatting and laughing as they headed to the dining room. Mo Jingyu deliberately took a step behind and raised his hand to pat Tuan Tuan on the shoulder.
His eyes were piercing, and as soon as he entered the door, he noticed that the little guy was in a low mood. He didn't know why, but he just felt a little distressed and wanted to comfort him, so he followed his heart and did this.
Tuantuan was startled, with a look of surprise on his face - was daddy trying to coax him?
Mo Jingyu said nothing, only looked at him with gentle eyebrows.
Her eyelashes fluttered and she gave him a reassuring look.
Although neither of them spoke, they both understood what the other meant.
As they approached the dining room, Yuanyuan asked curiously: "Uncle, you have been here for so long, have you done anything interesting?"
Mo Jingyu subconsciously wanted to talk about the things about Yuelao Temple, but suddenly a hand fell on his shoulder.
He turned around and met Chu Qingwan's warning gaze, as if to say: If you dare to talk nonsense, I want you to look good!
Mo Jing smiled gloomily and asked, "Didn't your mother tell you?"
Tiantian replied: "Not much to say, we want to hear what uncle has to say."
Mo Jingyu pondered for a moment and picked up other people's stories, which were very similar to what Chu Qingwan said.
The three little ones said "Ah" regretfully.
More than a month, such a long time, with countless opportunities to be alone, but no progress at all. Are they born without feelings?
The three little ones looked at each other, curled their lips, and asked about other things.
Mo Jingyu patiently answered the question very well and was very happy.
Seeing this in Chu Qingwan's eyes, her heart slowly fell back into her stomach.
The dinner at the palace was sumptuous and delicious, and the three little ones ate it heartily. Yuanyuan opened his mouth wide while eating while gasping for air from stretching his muscles, which made the others happy.
After the five flavors of the dish were over, Yuanyuan put down her chopsticks and said with satisfaction: "I'm used to eating the food at home. It's so delicious to change the taste occasionally. Uncle, can we still come here to eat in the future?"
Mo Jingyu nodded: "You are welcome at any time."
As he spoke, he glanced at Chu Qingwan and said meaningfully: "It would be best if the whole family came together neatly."
Tiantian responded honestly: "Don't worry, we will definitely bring mother with us."
Mo Jingyu hummed a note of approval and began to consider asking the chef to develop new dishes to keep their stomachs occupied, although this was difficult.
Chu Qingwan pretended not to understand his hint and focused on eating and taking care of the three little ones. The dinner table was extremely harmonious.
On the other hand, the Chu family was in a state of turmoil at the moment.