Chapter 734 Do You Know Father (2)

It was true that she had some selfish motives.

But she was really worried about Lethe.

Every time she was angry and unhappy, she would be cured by ice cream. That should be useful for Lethe at her age.

"Mom... I don't want to eat ice cream. I just want Lethe to be happy..."

"Okay, okay. I'll take you to buy ice cream." Consuela stopped the girl from continuing, her eyebrows twisting into a smile.

It was so vivid that no one could see it from the photos.

Sitting aside, Richie's eyes were a little straight, but he soon realized that the two of them were still in a cold mode.

Although it was just her insistence.

He watched Consuela get up straight, still holding the little girl in her arms. The two of them looked like each other. There was a nostalgic temperament between the eyes and eyebrows of the two.

However, he could only be like an onlooker, watching her holding the child and moving close to Lethe and caring about him.

Under the sunlight, the world was dyed orange.

The boy sat on the swing, covered in a blanket. His long and straight legs were a little uneasy to close together, and his pale face was slightly rosy because of the approaching.

Under the gaze of the three, Consuela pretended to be calm. "How about I take you to buy ice cream?"

In fact, her palms began to sweat.

What should she do? Lethe was sick now and didn't look as aggressive as before, but it made her more uncomfortable.

If...

If she could stay with the child all the time, she would definitely protect the child well and prevent him from getting sick.

But there were no ifs... She had no chance now.

There was even no chance, and even the reason for doing such a thing was pitiful.

Lethe stared at her for a long time. After being stared at by his father not far away with envy and jealousy, he broke the silence and said, "Aunt, where are you taking me to buy ice cream?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head. His black and white clear eyes narrowed slightly, and

to be standing by Richie's side, but she, who was driving, had no right to speak. Thinking of this, she was really softhearted.

Afraid that she would do something impulsive, Consuela didn't want to see what was going on behind.

Anyway, it was useless to look at something. Maybe there would be a better result if she didn't look at it.

The silence in the car didn't last long.

The little girl continued, "Uncle, you haven't told me how you and my mom knew each other..."

It seemed that there was no friend who could make her happy when her mother came back, but this one was a little different. So she wanted to know what the relationship between this uncle and her mother was.

Lethe, who was resting with his eyes closed, lazily raised his eyes and looked at her. The faint smile at the corners of his mouth remained, as if mocking her intelligence.

"Your mother and I met five years ago. We have a good relationship." How could it not be a good relationship to fight in bed.

What Richie said was obscure, and even the smile on his face was maintained properly, as if he was really just happy.

The woman who was driving didn't know what to say.

It was obviously not a wise choice to interrupt at this time.

"Do you know my father?" The girl said briskly.

Richie and Consuela were rendered speechless.