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"Goodbye, teacher."

Tang Anmo carefully avoided the children who were continuously coming out from the painting and arrived in front of Tang Leran's class. Tang Leran, who had been obediently sitting on the chair watching the cartoon, suddenly jumped when he saw Tang Anmo:

The innocent look of a child made Tang Anmo unable to hold back her smile.

"Le Le, your mom came to pick you up today." Chen Xingfan walked over and rubbed Tang Leran's head.

Seeing Chen Xingfan, Tang Anmo remembered that she was Tang Leran's teacher and immediately greeted him. Chen Xingfan smiled and nodded at her: "Although Yue Le Le normally doesn't say it, but I hope that you can come and fetch him. Although working is very busy, but you still need to take some time to accompany him.

When Tang Anmo heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart. Although her recent busy days were also due to work, it was actually more because she couldn't help but think about Lu Yanshen's matters.

Lowering his head to look at Tang Leran who was hugging onto his waist without loosening his grip, Tang Anmo's heart was currently filled with guilt towards her own son, hence she immediately squatted down, and pulled Tang Leran into her embrace:

"Le Le, I'm sorry. Mom will try her best to find time to pick you up in the future."

"Yeah, okay, Mom." Tang Leran happily kissed Tang Anmo.

Tang Leran happily pulled Tang Anmo's hand and left the classroom. Chen Xingfan stood there watching the mother and son pair's back as they slowly walked away. Another female teacher also walked over: "Tang Leran was taken away?"

"Yes, his mother came to pick him up. He's very happy." Chen Xingfan laughed and couldn't help but look at the background of the two again. However, he realized that he couldn't see them at all, and for some reason, a sliver of disappointment welled up in his heart.

The female teacher nodded her head: "Tang Leran is really reliant on his mother. When his father came to pick him up that day, he acted like a little adult."

Chen Xingfan shook his head and corrected him: "You must have remembered wrongly, that's his uncle."

The female teacher looked at Chen Xingfan suspiciously: "His uncle has seen that tall and mature handsome man before, but the person who came that day was not his uncle, but a more handsome man. Tang Leran said that this is his father."

Chen Xingfan was completely dumbstruck this time. The female teacher called him a few times but he did not manage to react.

On the way home, Tang Leran who was sitting on Tang Anmo's leg was extremely excited. Although there were a lot of people on the bus, Tang Leran was very excited as he kept chattering with Tang Anmo.

"What does Le Le want to eat tonight?"

"Eh? Isn't Uncle here to cook dinner? "

Tang Anmo patted Tang Leran's head and shook his head, "Uncle has matters to attend to today, so only Le Le Le and I will be able to come over for dinner. Uncle also has his own matters to attend to. We can't keep troubling Uncle. "

Tang Leran faintly nodded his head, "Then … I'll cook dinner with my mother tonight. "

Tang Anmo immediately agreed: "Ok."

At this time, Tang Yuhuan, who was being talked about by the mother and son, was actually regretting sitting here. It would be better to go back to Tang Anmo's house and have dinner with the mother and son just like this.

"Yu Huan, why aren't you eating?" Don's father looked at his son, slightly dissatisfied with his unmoving chopsticks.

Tang Yuhuan shook his head indifferently. Although he did not really want to eat it, he still picked up his chopsticks, but at this time, Tang Chuchu directly interrupted: "I think it's because there's too much food to eat outside. I don't like our kind of light teahouse food, right?"

"Chuchu, why are you talking to your brother like that!" Don's father immediately scolded.

After being scolded, Tang Chuchu turned her head in dissatisfaction and glared at Tang Yuhuan. Actually, as the one who was being resented, Tang Yuhuan felt even more dissatisfied, if not for Don's father saying that he was sick and had called him over, he would not have sat in this place to eat the food he did not want to eat.

The current Tang Yuhuan truly missed Tang Leran and Tang Anmo.

"If your body has nothing else, then my company still has some matters to take care of. I'll be leaving first …" Tang Yuhuan felt that he had come to visit the Don's father and sat with him for a while.

However, unexpectedly, right after he said that, Don's father threw the chopsticks in his hands away, "Do you really not even see me as a father anymore in your eyes?! "How long will it take for you to leave?"

Tang Yuhuan's face immediately turned cold.

For him to be able to sit here, he felt that he had already given the Don's father a lot of face. If not for him saying that the Don's father was too old, and that the mother did not want the father and son to be so stiff, he would not be sitting here licking his lips and looking at this woman's disgusting face.

"Whatever you want, I'll leave first." Tang Yuhuan threw those words down and directly went out.

"Dad, look at his attitude! He just doesn't put you in his eyes at all, just like Tang Anmo! " After Tang Yuhuan left, Tang Chuchu couldn't wait to speak ill of the two siblings in front of Don's father. She just couldn't bear to see the two of them getting along with each other even though they still held Tang Anmo and Tang Yuhuan in their hearts.

Tang Chuchu held onto Don's father's arm and acted like a spoiled child: "Dad, don't let them come to our house in the future, what's more that Tang Anmo doesn't know whose bastard they are now, if others were to find out, our family would lose all face."

"Dad... You really don't want them to … "

"Alright, stop talking!" Don's father finally could not endure it any longer and interrupted Tang Chuchu's words.

Tang Chuchu curled her lips, and let go of Don's father's hand. She wanted to leave the table, but Don's father stopped her: "Where's your mother?" Tang Chuchu did not turn around. "Didn't she go out to play cards already? She said that there's no need to wait for her, she probably won't be back for dinner either."

After saying that, he ran off.

In front of the table, Don's father was sitting there alone with a cold face. Looking at the gradually cooling dishes, he had a complicated feeling in his heart.

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