Chapter 731 Agree (1)

The little girl could clearly feel that her mother was especially depressed after meeting that so-called friend.

On Sunday.

They had moved to a villa in the second ring.

With the golden retriever in her arms, Richelle sat on the soft cushion and leaned her head against the door. She said in a complaining tone, "Bo, what do you think I should do to make my mom feel better?"

The golden retriever looked at her and then lazily turned its body, unable to answer or wanting to answer.

Frowning, Richelle raised her hand and stroked its golden haired head. "Bo, you're really useless."

The golden retriever, named as Bo, called out a few times. Hearing that, Richelle covered her ears and ran to the kitchen to put the food prepared for it into a basin.

Although Bo couldn't give her an answer, she had to figure it out by herself. But how could she make her mother happy?

After thinking it over, it seemed that only the steaming food was the most reasonable.

When Consuela returned to her residence, it was already sunset. The sun was shining brightly, which could lengthen her shadow. After a day's hard work, she walked into the hall leisurely.

However, she happened to see the little girl running out of the kitchen.

The two looked at each other in dismay. Suddenly, Consuela frowned again. Seeing the change of expression on her face, the girl immediately turned around and ran away with the plate in her hand.

She even shouted, "Mom, listen to me... I really didn't mean to cook dad food for you..."

There was still a few plasters on her face, and her hair was in a mess. Frowning, Consuela walked towards the kitchen with her temples throbbing.

She really didn't know what the little ancestor had done.

Although Consuela was a little angry, she had no choice but to follow her. She saw the little girl washing things on the chair with a plate in her hand.

She rolled up her sleeves and took the plate. She poked the little girl's forehead with one hand and said, "Just stay on the sofa and don't go anywhere. If you make trouble for me again, I'll thro

, so I called them here..."

"Really?"

When the two mother and daughter talked as if no one was around, Richie cleared his throat and said, "You should be so happy to have a daughter who is so considerate for you."

With a complicated look in her eyes, Consuela said, "... It's not unlucky for you to have such a sensible and obedient son."

The two of them were like hedgehogs, revealing their hardest parts and hurting each other, leaving no chance for others to retreat.

In the end, they sat down and had a meal together. After dinner, the two children played with the golden retriever, and the two adults also sat opposite and talked.

Holding the golden retriever's necklace, Richelle looked at her mother curiously. "Do you know what my mother and your father are talking about?"

"How could I know?" Lethe followed the meaning of what the girl said, looked at the position of the living room, coughed a few times, and shrugged his shoulders.

Although he came here with his father, he didn't know what the man's plan was. He had already put on a sympathy-getting ploy. Now it all depended on that woman... Whether she would take the bait or not.

The girl suddenly looked at his pale face and asked, "Oh, are you suffering from a cold? Do you feel uncomfortable? You are coughing. Do you feel weak?"

Her voice was loud and clear, which had great communication ability.