Looking out the window, Shen Manman said softly, "The rain has lightened up. Mr. Mo should go back and rest early."
The rain was still falling, not too hard, but Mo Shaocheng didn't want to leave, and he couldn't bear to leave with such a good opportunity.
Shen Manman got up first, took an umbrella from the locker in the foyer, and stood at the door, "Here, let's cover it up."
"Manman..."
"Mr. Mo, you don't want to ask me if you can stay, right? This is my and Ziye's home, do you think it's appropriate?"
Shen Manman interrupted him, leaving him no room.
Mo Shaocheng had to leave.
He walked a few steps and came to Shen Manman, took the black umbrella from her hand, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Watching him leave, Shen Manman quickly closed the door and then unlocked it.
Hurrying upstairs, the child was sleeping soundly without any sign of being disturbed. She breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and lay down gently.
What a lovely child. He has not inherited any of the shortcomings of his parents and he is also a president.
Shen Manman kissed his forehead and fell asleep.
After the rain, the sky cleared up. Last night's heavy rain seemed like a dream. Apart from the puddles on the ground, it was difficult to find any other clues.
Shen Manman personally prepared breakfast for Ze Qian. The little guy was very satisfied with the meal and even prepared an extra portion after finishing the meal.
"Mom, I'll save this for dad. He hasn't eaten food cooked by you for a long time."
Shen Manman didn't know what to say, so she ignored him.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Shaocheng came to pick up the child. The little guy was ready to go. He rushed to his father and handed him the packed breakfast as if he were offering a treasure.
"Dad, I left breakfast for you. Mom made it by herself."
"Is that so? My son knows he feels sorry for me. Dad is hungry. Thank you."
What Shen Manman saw when she went downstairs was a scene like this, where the father was kind and the son was filial, and everything was harmonious.
However, she was more or less surprised. After all, Ze Qian mixed several kinds of food together, and the buns were deformed by him. A lot of the meat filling leaked out, and the whole bag was almost like vomit.
If it were him, he might not be able to eat it, but Mo Shaocheng ate it with gusto, as if he had eaten some kind of gluttonous feast.
She was carrying a leather bag and was wearing a cyan dress. The moderate-length skirt covered her calves and exposed her beautiful collarbones. The V-neck design stretched the curve of her neck longer.
The moment Mo Shaocheng saw her, he couldn't take his eyes away and stared at her.
Shen Manman felt uncomfortable looking at him and coughed lightly, "Just throw it away if you don't want to eat it. It's not a good thing either."
Mo Shaocheng walked out first, holding the child in his arms and following along.
He didn't drive, so he had to drive Shen Manman's car.
After not seeing each other for two years, she actually learned to drive. Thinking of it, why didn't he think of buying her a car?
Why would I be willing to watch her take a taxi back and forth every day? Even sometimes it’s hard to get a taxi when I go out and I have to walk a long way to get there.
Mo Shaocheng blamed himself and felt guilty. As a husband, he had failed too much.
"I didn't expect your car to drive so well." He said casually to ease the embarrassment.
However, Shen Manman's words made the atmosphere even more awkward, "Zi Ye taught me, and it took me half a year."
At that time, he also teased her that she was a road killer, so much so that even after passing her driver's license test, she did not dare to drive on the road. However, Zheng Ziye ran with her a few times, and she gradually gained the courage to do so.
Zeqian tilted his little head and asked, "Mom, are you talking about the new father?"
Shen Manman chuckled, "Yes, it's him."
"Then your new father is really nice. When you and your father were together, your father never taught you how to drive."
Being complained about by his own son, Mo Shaocheng was completely ashamed.
He frowned, with a look that was about to kill Mo Zegan. The little guy was not afraid and said, "Dad, you don't have to look at me like this. You are not good to your mother at all. I didn't understand when I was a child, but how can I grow up?" When I get older, I understand, Dad, you really are not worthy of Mom. Just stay in love with your Jiang Lige forever."
Their sons are all great helpers, how can this brat do all these troublemaking things?
He even doubted whether he was his biological child.
"Mo Zeqian, I am your biological father."
"I know, if you weren't my biological father, I would have left with my mother long ago."
It's not that he doesn't like his father, it's just that he likes his mother more. Even if her mother is not the mother who gave birth to him, he still likes her the most.
Mo Shaocheng was so angry that he couldn't hit or scold him.
He snorted coldly, simply didn't look at them, ignored them, and concentrated on the scenery.
After arriving in Langjia, Eve was responsible for taking the children to play, while Mo Shaocheng discussed business matters with Shen Manman in the office, and he tried his best to show a businesslike attitude.
Shen Manman also tried not to think about his identity. After reaching a consensus, Shen Manman said, "I have a lot of things to do today and I don't have time to spend time with my children."
Recently I was in the ring with Mingzhu, and I had a lot of things to worry about. I had a lot of work to do since I didn’t work yesterday.
"Okay, I understand."
Accept it as soon as you see it, so that there will be a next time.
Otherwise, if you make her angry, there will be no next time.
Shen Manman was busy from morning to night. After get off work, she thought she had made an appointment with a psychiatrist tonight.
She came downstairs a few minutes early. Mo Shaocheng had been waiting downstairs for a long time. He took the initiative to greet her and said, "Let's have dinner together tonight. We will go back tomorrow."
Shen Manman hesitated, "I have something to do tonight, sorry."
She looked at Ze Qian apologetically, knelt down and explained in person, "Ze Qian, my mother really has something to do tonight, so I can't eat with you. However, if you miss your mother, come see your mother, or your mother will go back." It's okay to look at you. You have to be obedient. Didn't mom give you her number? You can still call me or send me a video as before."
The little guy was very disappointed, the loss was visible to the naked eye, "Mom, I will really miss you."
"Mom will miss you too."
She kissed Ze Qian on the face, and the little guy was happy now. He held her hand but still couldn't bear to let go, "Mom, otherwise you and dad will take over my custody rights. I will tell the judge that I am willing to follow." your."
What a little kid, everything he says is so cute.
Mo Shaocheng glared and frowned, "Mo Zeqian, are you planning to leave me?"
He raised his head and said, "No, if you miss me, you can come and see me. Mom will not deprive you of your visitation rights."
Oh, he is really his biological son, otherwise Mo Shaocheng would have kicked him away.
Pulling him over, Mo Shaocheng didn't look good, "Let's see how I deal with you later."
