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When Qiao Yuyue returned home, it was already late at night.

The neon lights of the city shine through the window and onto her tired and determined face.

She gently opened the door and found a small figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Huahua, why aren't you asleep yet?" Qiao Yuyue's voice revealed a trace of concern. She walked to the sofa and looked at the child in front of her.

Li Nianyu raised his head and looked at Qiao Yuyue with a pair of bright eyes, "I can't sleep."

He replied in a low voice, a hint of hoarseness and exhaustion in his voice.

Qiao Yuyue frowned slightly. She noticed that Li Nianyu's voice was different from usual, and seemed to be deeper and weaker.

She sat next to Li Nianyu, reached out and gently touched his forehead, feeling the familiar temperature.

Everything is fine, nothing is wrong.

However, Qiao Yuyue's doubts were not eliminated.

She looked at Li Nianyu and found that her eyes seemed to lack the liveliness and agility of the past.

He sat there quietly, clasping his hands as if thinking about something.

"Huahua, are you feeling unwell?" Qiao Yuyue asked again, her tone full of worry.

Li Nianyu shook his head and pursed his lips slightly.

"Huahua, mommy is going to cook you a bowl of noodles. Can you go change your clothes first?" she said softly.

Li Nianyu nodded obediently, stood up and walked into the room.

Qiao Yuyue looked at his thin back and felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

She turned to the kitchen and started preparing noodles.

While cooking the noodles, Qiao Yuyue's thoughts couldn't help but drift into the distance.

There is something really wrong with this kid.

Could it be because of the new environment?

She cooked the noodles and brought them to the restaurant, waiting for Li Nianyu to come out.

After a while, Li Nianyu walked out of the room. He had changed his clothes and looked much fresher.

"Huahua, come and eat some noodles." Qiao Yuyue greeted him to sit down.

Li Nianyu sat obediently at the dining table and started eating noodles.

Qiao Yuyue sat opposite him, watching him eating, and couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in her heart.

Although this child is usually naughty and mischievous, he is also very sensible.

Li Nianyu, who hadn't eaten much all day, felt that this bowl of noodles was inexplicably delicious.

He looked up at Qiao Yuyue with a smile on his face.

Here, he felt an unprecedented maternal love.

"Huahua, mom is a little tired today, so I won't tell you a story, okay?"

Qiao Mihua asked her to tell stories before going to bed every day, and Qiao Yuyue always doted on her.

But today she was so tired that she wanted to take a shower and then went to bed.

When Li Nianyu heard what Qiao Yuyue said, he immediately nodded.

When he was at Li's house, he always slept by himself.

But the Li family on the other side is different.

"Tell me a story!" Qiao Mihua coquettishly took Lao Zhou's arm, her eyes showing her desire for stories.

Ever since she was a toddler, her mother would tell her magical and funny stories every night to send her swimming in sweet dreams.

Now, this has become a habit for her, and she can hardly sleep without a story to accompany her at night.

Lao Zhou couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he looked at Qiao Mihua's expectant eyes.

He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Young Master, how can I tell such a story with my old bones?"

He knew very well that he was not good at weaving stories, let alone fairy tales full of fantasy.

However, Qiao Mihua was not reluctant.

She shook Lao Zhou's arm, her face full of dissatisfaction and disappointment.

She pouted her little mouth and looked at Lao Zhou with an aggrieved look, as if to say: "If you don't tell me, I will ignore you."

Seeing Qiao Mihua's appearance, Lao Zhou couldn't bear it.

He sighed and thought: "Forget it, for this little guy's sake, I'll try to talk about it."

So, Lao Zhou began to recall the stories he had heard.

He searched deeply, trying to dig out those long-forgotten plots from the depths of his memory.

After a lot of hard work, he finally pieced together a simple story framework, and then he bit the bullet and started telling Qiao Mihua.

"A long time ago, there was a brave prince..."

Lao Zhou's voice was low and magnetic. Although his story was not vivid and even a little boring, Qiao Mihua listened with interest.

Her eyes widened, as if she was attracted by the story world told by Lao Zhou. As the plot progressed, her mood became nervous and excited at times.

However, Lao Zhou is not good at telling stories after all, and his narrative is bland and unattractive.

Qiao Mihua's eyelids began to tremble as she listened, and sleepiness gradually came over her.

She struggled hard to finish listening to the story, but in the end she couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness, so she lay on Lao Zhou's knees and fell asleep.

He gently picked up Qiao Mihua and put her back on the bed, then covered her with the quilt and quietly exited the room.

At this time, the Li family was quiet.

Lao Zhou walked to the living room and saw Li Jingchuan sitting on the sofa, looking at the documents in his hand with a tired look on his face.

"Master, the young master has gone to bed." Lao Zhou said softly.

Li Jingchuan raised his head, glanced at Lao Zhou, and nodded.

He put down the document in his hand and rubbed his temples, obviously exhausted.

"You should go and rest too." He said calmly.

Lao Zhou responded, turned and left the living room.

He knew that Li Jingchuan was also exhausted today.

On the other side, Qiao Yuyue had also finished washing and was ready to sleep.

The next morning, Qiao Mihua was woken up early by Lao Zhou.

"Young Master, you are going to kindergarten today." Lao Zhou gently shook Qiao Mihua.

Normally at this time, the young master would have been up early.

In his memory, he had never slept in.

But why is it this time today, and the young master is still sleeping.

Qiao Mihua opened her eyes drowsily, looked at Lao Zhou, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Why is it so early? I still want to sleep for a while."

She had never woken up so early before.

Qiao Yuyue never cared about what time she slept, she could sleep however she wanted.

Qiao Mihua rubbed her eyes, sat up from the bed, stretched and yawned.

She looked at the sunshine outside the window, feeling a little helpless.

"I'm going to kindergarten today, have you forgotten?" Lao Zhou placed the prepared clothes next to Qiao Mihua.

Although Li Changting was usually very strict with Li Nianyu, he still loved him very much.

Qiao Mihua was slightly stunned. How did she know about this?

But since he has stayed here, he must do his things well for Li Nianyu.