C40

Li Ran refused to answer the phone no matter what. She didn't want to go back home in his car, because it was very hard to find a taxi nearby.

However, Li Ran never answered the phone.

Does an operation take that long?

It took me so long.

He quickly caught up with Shui Junzhi. "He's not accepting the call. He's probably undergoing surgery."

"It's fine, I'll send you guys off the same way. I'm going to take Weiwei home later anyway, on the way."

Hearing him talk about Weiwei, her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat. She tried her best to calm her voice down, as if there was not a single ripple. "How old is your daughter?"

"Five years old." He indifferently didn't say another word, not even bothering to ask how strong she was. It was as though her question was filled with meaning.

She followed him up to the second floor and stepped on the stairs that had once been familiar to her. Her heart was dripping with blood as she stood in the hallway, and the last room was the room where she had given birth to Qiang Qiang and Weiwei, and there, after being treated so inhumanly by Yuan Run, she walked quietly. Her face was still pale, and she opened the door in front of him. She exclaimed happily. Seeing him, her heart was at ease.

A young girl ran over, "Auntie, little brother doesn't eat. Look, he only took two bites out of a bowl of rice." Weiwei pointed at the small rice bowl on the table beside them. As expected, she hadn't eaten much.

"Qiang Qiang, why aren't you eating?" Mo Xiao also walked to his son. She didn't keep staring at Weiwei and didn't even hug Weiwei. She didn't dare, really didn't dare. She was afraid that Weiwei would reveal emotions she shouldn't have. At that time, she wouldn't be able to say anything.

"Mommy, you're finally here." Qiang Qiang stood up with the big truck in his hand, "Mummy, if you don't come, then I won't eat."

His hand fell on his son's head. "Idiot, you don't have the strength to not eat."

"What's the point of having strength without Mommy? I only want Mommy, I don't want strength. "

He held on to his chest in pain, but his gaze was focused on Shui Jun Jue, who was standing silently by the door. "Qiang Qiang, don't leave with strangers next time."

"Mommy, I said he was a stranger, but teacher didn't hear me, so he just left. I even bit him, he's a bad guy." He really didn't want to leave with Shui Junzhi.

"Hey, my dad's is not a bad guy." Weiwei rushed over with her hands on her waist. She couldn't stand to be called a bad guy. In her heart, her dad was the best man in the world.

"Why not? I don't even know him, yet he forcefully brought me here." He said unwillingly.

"My dad did it for your own good. Look, he even got someone to cook so many dishes for you. When I came here, it was only four dishes at most. Brother, you're so naughty."

"You …" He was so angry that his small body slid out of Mo Xiao's embrace and landed on the ground. He shifted his leg and stood in front of Weiwei. "Damned girl, your dad is a bad guy. He's a bad guy, a bad guy."

"If it's not, then it's not."

"Yes, yes, yes, the bad guys."

The two little guys quarreled like that. Mo Xiao also watched in a daze. Even though Weiwei was quarrelling with someone, she still felt this scene was very warm. Kids grow up in this way, right?

One was a boy while the other was a girl, so even though they were born from dragons and phoenixes, they were only seventy percent of the population. Just as she was about to pull the strong one, she heard a sharp shout from behind her, "Weiwei …"

Hearing Shui Junzhi's shout, Weiwei pursed her lips as if she had suffered a great grievance. "Hmph, you're my little brother. I won't lower myself to your level."

"Hey, you're the younger sister, I'm much taller than you." The small hand was a bit taller than Weiwei, but it was much stronger than the small hand on top of her head.

"Pfft." Mo Xiao also laughed and rushed over to hug Qiang Qiang. "Qiang Qiang, alright, stop quarreling with sister. Let's go. Mommy will take you to dinner." Looking at the time, it was really late. She felt sorry for her son.

"Auntie, I didn't eat either." Seeing Mo Xiao also forcefully smile, Weiwei's eyes didn't even blink. As it turned out, Mommy could smile at her child, but why didn't Mommy smile at her at all? Very little, so little that she couldn't remember.

"That's right, you didn't eat it, and even complained that I didn't eat it. Hmph, it's as bad as your father's food."

"Strong …" He didn't want to bother with Shui Jun. It was bad enough that Shui Jun had taken him away, but she couldn't bear to see Weiwei in person for the first time. She was so happy.

"Mommy, you're biased."

Her heart trembled. Was she biased?

She couldn't bear to part with either of them.

"I'm going to keep people warm. Let's eat here before we leave. Don't be so hungry." Just as she didn't know how to explain it to Qiang Qiang, Shui Junwen helped her out of her predicament.

Mo Xiao also nodded. She also wanted to spend more time with Weiwei. After a while, she couldn't wait for Weiwei to stay by her side forever. "I'll go heat it up."

"Auntie, you know how to cook?"

"Why? Can't I?" Mo Xiao was also surprised. How could Weiwei ask such a question?

"Why wouldn't my mother? She said that Mommy can't do these things, but Auntie, you are Mommy too, how can you do it? " Weiwei was thinking.

"Hehe, your mommy is busy." Who was Yuan Run Qing? She was Shui Family's mistress, Shui Jun Jue was the Head of Department, she was the Head of Department's wife. How could the Head of Department do these things?

"No, Mommy often lies in her room watching TV and doesn't do anything. I like it when Daddy takes me out to play. Daddy, can you bring me here next week?" As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Shui Junwen.

"Alright." Shui Junzhi only replied with one word, his face expressionless.

"But, I want my brother to come too. I want to play with him."

"Weiwei …" Shui Junzhi shouted, "Your little brother has his mommy and his own home. Be good and go play. After you heat up the dishes, it'll be time to eat."

"Good …" "Let's go …" She reluctantly agreed, but very quickly, her bright black eyes landed on Qiang Qiang, "Little brother, come over and play with me."

"No, I'm not playing with you. You're the real Luo Suo, and you're not allowed to call me brother." He was five years old, and Mommy told him to lie when he was four. It didn't feel good to lie, but he didn't want Mommy to be unhappy, so he had to lie.

"Then what should I call you?" Weiwei's long eyelashes fluttered like a fan.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang, call me Qiang Qiang. You are not allowed to call me little brother. Otherwise, I will ignore you from now on."

"Okay, then let's go and play stacking. Let's build a castle." As Weiwei said this, she forgot about her previous disagreement with Qiang Qiang. She walked up to Qiang Qiang, pulled his hand, and ran off to play.

It was so beautiful that Mo Xiao could not get enough of it no matter how hard he looked.

"Let's go, to the hot dishes." Just as she was engrossed in watching, she heard the voice of a man with the magnetism of the Water Lord's Awareness, which startled her.

She quickly turned around and carried the dishes with her to heat up.

Quietly walking behind him, she saw the servant as soon as she descended the stairs, "Sir, let me do it." As the servant spoke, he took the plate from Shui Junzhi.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

"Is it going to be hot?" the maid asked.

"Yes." He only said one word and went on to the kitchen.

The maid followed closely behind Mo Xiao. Everything was familiar to her. She had lived here for eight months, but when she thought back to it now, it was still like a dream.

When Shuijun entered the kitchen, the maid turned around and walked in from behind. "Sir, let me do it."

"No need, you go out."

As soon as he said this, the maid had no choice but to leave. Mo Xiao went in as well.

The dishes were placed on the chopping board and Shui Junzhi went to light the fire.

"Pah pah." He twisted it twice, but the fire was not ignited.

"Pah pah!" After twisting it a few more times, it still did not open.

Mo Xiaoyi covered his lips with his hands and smiled. "Let me do it."

His slender hand dropped down as he said somewhat embarrassedly, "Then, sorry to trouble you. Oh right, do you mind if I smoke?"

"Whatever." He stood there with his shadow cast on the wall in front of the stove. Smoke lingered around him, as if it was a painting made of ink, and it would always appear in Mo Xiao's line of sight. His heart ached uncontrollably, as if it had returned to that day of the year …

During that meal, Mo Xiao only had two children in his eyes, one was Weiwei, one was Qiangqiang, and the other one was Weiwei. During that meal, Mo Xiao only had two children in his eyes, one was Weiwei, and one was Weiwei, while the other one was Qiangqiang.

When she was finally full, Weiwei happily jumped into the car with Shuijun Jing holding onto her strong hand. The sound of the two children playing in the car floated up to her ears, but soon, it became quiet.

Two little fellows, one on the left and one on the right, had taken over one of her legs and fallen asleep.

It was so quiet, but it gave her a suffocating feeling.

One of them was holding Weiwei's, while the other was holding the stronger one. Nobody dared to look at her as they were afraid that Shuijun would see through their thoughts. Thus, they could only silently watch the lights flash past outside the window.

The car had stopped quietly. Mo Xiao came back to reality and realized that Shui Junzhi had parked the car downstairs. It was also at this moment that she realized he had never asked her where she lived.

So it turned out that he had already known this from the beginning.