The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

"Why do you have to choose? The other children live with their parents."

"Mom just said if."

Little Lemon raised her face and thought about it seriously: "Then I will choose my mother."

Wen Ran was moved and hugged Little Lemon into her arms.

With Little Lemon's words, her five years of hard work are all worth it.

Almost unconsciously, her arms tightened tighter and tighter, as if she was afraid of losing something, and was extremely entangled in whether to give up something.

Little Lemon complained: "Mom, you hurt me."

Wen Ran quickly let go of her, and frantically touched her little arm: "Where does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt now."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Little Lemon took the initiative to hold her with her soft and small hand, with a sweet smile on her face: "I can only choose one and I will choose my mother. If I can also have a father, that would be even better."

Wen Ran's eyes moved slightly, he stroked her hair, and smiled helplessly.

How could she not understand?

Little Lemon still wants her father after all.

While in a trance, Wen Ran's face was poked by a limp hand.

She regained her senses and heard Little Lemon ask: "Mom, I'll just ask Uncle Fu two questions later, is that okay?"

Looking at her, Wen Ran not only softened his attitude, but also softened his voice a lot: "Okay, just ask if you want to, and it doesn't matter if you ask more."

……

When I returned to the box, two dishes had already been served.

Fu Chenlie turned the food to them: "Let's eat first."

Wen Ran picked up food for Little Lemon, and then picked it up for herself. While chewing, she stared at Little Lemon, her eyes were a little far away, as if she was thinking about something.

Little Lemon was probably really hungry. At first, she focused on eating, but didn't say anything.

Later, she couldn't eat anymore. While playing, she looked at Fu Chenlie and said, "Uncle Fu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Fu Chenlie just put a piece of fish into his mouth.

Hearing this suddenly, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Ran, and finally denied it: "No."

"Really?"

"real."

Little Lemon nodded, then looked at Wen Ran again: "Mom, why doesn't Uncle Fu, who is so handsome, have a girlfriend?"

Wen Ran took out a tissue and wiped her mouth while saying: "This kind of thing can't just be based on the face."

Hearing this, Fu Chenlie subconsciously looked at her.

There was a bit of ambiguity in his eyes, as if he was trying to figure out the meaning of her words.

Little Lemon, who had half understood, also asked again: "Then what else do you want to watch?"

"It depends on the character and whether you can handle it clearly."

"What does it mean to be able to carry it clearly?"

Wen Ran wiped her mouth clean, and patted her head: "You will know in the future, you can go to the side to play when you are full, and don't disturb Uncle Fu's meal, okay?"

"Don't disturb, I really like chatting with Little Lemon." Fu Chenlie answered.

Her eyes moved slightly, she didn't look at him, and didn't respond.

Little Lemon smiled, looked at him and said, "Uncle Fu, do you like my mother?"

The man met her gaze and slightly hooked his lips: "Well, I like it."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Ran intentionally or unintentionally.

She remained silent, her expression unchanged.

Little Lemon seemed a little distressed, her white face wrinkled, and said again, "But my mother has a boyfriend, what should I do?"

"They will break up." Fu Chenlie was very sure.

Little Lemon didn't know whether to believe it or not, she turned her head to look at Wen Ran: "Mom, will you?"

"will not."

"What Mom and Uncle Fu said is different, who is right?"