Hearing this, Ling Wanxing frowned with guilt and took a puff of smoke with remorse, which made him feel bad.

He cherished the little girl for so many years and grew up in his parents' honeypot.

But after giving birth, there are no parents to accompany us, so it is inevitable that we will have emotional disorder.

Ling Wanxing smoked half a cigarette and looked at Qiao mu for a long time. "I'm also responsible for the girl's becoming like this.

Well, I'll get her discharged as soon as possible this week. You can come to the manor with him for a while.

Wan Tong and I owe her so much in recent years that we can make up for it. "

Qiao Mu looked at Ling Wanxing's serious look and said thoughtfully, "are you sure you two won't divorce again?

My little girl is in an unstable mood. I don't want her to be stimulated any more. "

Ling Wanxing

He glanced at the suspicious Qiao mu, flicked off his cigarette end and said with a smile: "second, I'm your father-in-law, and your little girl is also my treasure. If I don't have this confidence, I won't let you come back to live!"

Qiao Mu licked his back teeth and shrugged, "OK, it's all up to my father-in-law!"

Ling Wanxing happily patted his arm, "good son-in-law, have confidence in your father-in-law!"

Seeing this, Qiao Mu shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Ling Wanxing's proud look. He couldn't help looking up at the sky and sighed heavily.

The second master of the Qiao family has lost face since he fell in love with a little girl!

……

In a hurry, a week passed.

Ling Zihuan also returned from the hospital to the long lost Ling manor.

Accompanied by Su Wantong and Ling Wanxing, the little girl's mood became more stable and her smile increased.

Qiao Mochen is still in the incubator of the hospital due to less than a month. Qiao's family specially arranged for people to stand by in the hospital.

This day, approaching Christmas, Ling Zihuan is about to have a baby.

In the living room of Lingjia manor, the little girl looked through the photo album and explained to Su mu, "grandma, this is my five years old. At that time, I stole a piece of cake in the kitchen for fear that Daddy would find it, so I hid the cake under the pillow!"

The little girl chuckled and added, "I still remember that if Mommy hadn't stopped me, Daddy would have hit me!"

Listening to Ling Zihuan's serious tone, Su's mother echoed with a smile. Looking at the soft and glutinous child in the photo, her eyes also showed a touch of yearning.

At that time, the little girl accompanied her grandmother in the living room to look through the album and recall the past.

Su Changqing and Ling Wanxing are playing chess and chatting in the guest room.

Qiao Mu went to the company. Recently, because he was with Huanhuan in the confinement, he had a lot of backlog work, and it happened to be the end of the year, so he was very busy.

As for Su Wan Tong, as usual, he was busy with his servant for lunch in the kitchen.

She is still used to arranging men's daily life by herself, which will give her a strong sense of satisfaction.

After a while, Su's mother came to the kitchen from the living room. She looked around and said to Su Wantong, "Xiao Tong, come here!"

At this time, Su Wan Tong is string pills, heard the voice in a hurry to wash his hands, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"I think the weather outside is good. Don't be busy. Let the servants do these things. Will you accompany me out for a walk?"

Su Wan Tong looked back at the chopping block, told his servants a few words, put on his coat and accompanied Su Mu out of the hall.