"Well, let's go." Mu Shaoling took Nian Mu's hand and was about to go downstairs.
Nianmu stopped where he was, gently pulled out, shook his head, and said: "Go down."
She was worried that the children would feel uncomfortable if they saw her being too close to Mu Shaoling.
After all, they have the impression that they have a mother. How would they feel if they saw their father holding the hand of "another woman"?
Children have delicate minds, and she doesn't want them to fall into a vicious circle of thought.
Even though she and Mu Shaoling slept in the same bed every night, the children were all asleep at that time, so they didn't see them, so she didn't say anything.
But every time when she got up early, she would carefully close the door so that the children would not run into her bedroom without permission.
Mu Shaoling knew what she was worried about and was helpless.
The children knew that Nian Mu was their mother's business earlier than he did, but Nian Mu was still cautious about this and that.
Mu Shaoling sighed, followed her wishes, and went downstairs.
The three children were sitting on the sofa, waiting for them. When they saw them coming downstairs, they stood up one after another, with uncontrollable happy expressions on their faces.
Even Zhan Zhan, who is usually cool, has a smile on his face.
"Dad, can we leave now?" Taotao asked.
"Yes." Mu Shaoling said, looking at Aunt Wu, and said: "Aunt Wu, you can come with us."
"Sir, should I go too? Aren't you going to take pictures..." Aunt Wu thought to herself, they were taking family photos, and she was just a nanny, so there was no way she could join in the fun.
"We have to buy new year's goods later. Only when you are here, Nian Mu will know what to buy." Mu Shaoling said, since Nian Mu wants to pretend that he grew up abroad, then he will cooperate.
"Okay, then I'll go clean up." Aunt Wu said, walked into the nanny's room, changed into a set of clothes, and put on a coat.
Because there was too much room for Aunt Wu, Mu Shaoling's car couldn't fit in, so he called Cheng Wu to drive another car.
Aunt Wu consciously got into the car driven by Cheng Wu. When Taotao was about to follow Mu Shaoling's car, she was pulled softly and said, "Brother!"
"What?" Taotao looked up at her in confusion.
Ruanruan shook her head at him, then looked at Mu Shaoling and Nianmu, "Dad, sister, let's take a car with Aunt Wu."
After saying that, she pulled Taotao into another car, and Zhan Zhan also took the initiative to follow Aunt Wu and others in the car.
Originally, the car driven by Mu Shaoling had to be full, but now only Nian Mu was left sitting in the passenger seat.
Seeing the children like this, Mu Shaoling didn't say anything, got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and drove away.
Cheng Wu followed behind in a car.
After Taotao was forced to get into the car, she looked at the car in front of her and couldn't help pouting, "Sister, why did you drag me to this car? I want to be in the same car as dad."
"Idiot, Dad wants to live alone with my sister, why should we be light bulbs?" He softly flicked Taotao's forehead without exerting any force.
Touching the forehead that had been flicked, Taotao was unconvinced, "Dad didn't tell you, how did you know?"
Zhan Zhan looked at his younger brother and shook his head helplessly: "Is this our younger brother?"
"Maybe the nurse sister held him wrongly when mom gave birth to him," Ruanruan answered, feeling very helpless.
Both siblings could see the distance that Nian Mu and Mu Shaoling kept deliberately apart, but why couldn't their younger brother see it.
Aunt Wu was sitting in the passenger seat, listening to their conversation, and couldn't help laughing, "Pfft..."
"Brothers and sisters, you are too bullying, are you still my brother and sister?" Taotao pouted, feeling that she was despised by them.
"You can't be a light bulb anyway." Ruanruan touched his head as a warning.
Taotao still doesn't understand, "I even like my sister, why can't I stick to her?"
"No, listen to us today." Ruanruan shook her head and said, they must help their father, otherwise they don't know when they will be able to recognize their mother.
"Okay..." Taotao looked very aggrieved.
In another car.
Nian Mu asked: "Mr. Mu, does the photo studio open so early?"
"I booked the photo studio today, so they will open very early." Mu Shaoling said, usually the photo studio does not open until around ten o'clock.
But today he has booked the entire photo studio, so it will open very early today.
After arriving at the photo studio, Mu Shaoling reported his name to the front desk.
The front desk was waiting for them early in the morning. After taking them to the VIP room, they started to take sample photo albums to understand their shooting intentions.
Because Mu Shaoling ordered a set of photos for each of the children, the children were choosing their own style.
Nianmu, on the other hand, looked at the photo album and did not express any opinion.
"What style do you like?" Mu Shaoling asked. He did not open the photo album in front of him and looked at Nian Mu.
Nianmu pointed to the photos of the Republic of China style and said: "I think the Republic of China style is pretty good."
"Okay." Mu Shaoling looked at the reception staff, "My style is in the style of the Republic of China."
"Okay, then Ms. Nian, please come with us to do your styling first. The makeup artist is already waiting for you." The receptionist Wu Di said.
"Me? Doing styling?" Nianmu thought that he was just following them for a few photos and didn't need to do any styling...
"Yes, don't you want to take a photo in the style of the Republic of China? Please come over here." Wu Di said with a smile.
Nian Mu looked at Mu Shaoling, wondering what the arrangement was.
"Go." Mu Shaoling said. In addition to arranging photos for the children, he also arranged a set of family portraits and a set of photos for them.
Now, they first took their own photos, and then changed into their daily clothes and took a family photo.
Nianmu put down the photo album and followed Wu Di out.
When she came to the dressing room, she recognized that the stylist waiting was the one who helped with makeup last time.
"Ms. Nian, we meet again." The stylist said with a smile. She was deeply impressed by Nian Mu.
Someone who has a good foundation and can produce stunning results without excessive modification is really suitable to be her model.
It's a pity that Nian Mu will never be a model.
"Hello, we meet again, sorry to trouble you." Nian Mu said.
"You sit down first." The stylist pulled out the chair on the dressing table and motioned for her to sit down.
Nian Mu nodded, and after sitting down, she took the tea from the stylist's assistant. She didn't drink it, but put it on the dressing table.
"What style did Ms. Nian choose?" the stylist asked.
Wu Di said: "I chose the style of the Republic of China, the kind of lady and warlord master."
What Nian Mu chose was not a female student from the Republic of China, but someone who wanted to wear a cheongsam, in the style of a lady from the Republic of China.
