"Don't talk nonsense. She is the young master of the Fu Group. How could an ordinary person like me be involved with him?"

"Yes, Mo Mo, don't misunderstand."

Jiang Mo shook his head. "Mom, I'll take Tangtang back first. I'll come to see my sister next time."

"Okay, then be careful on the road. Bring Tangtang here when you have time. I really like Tangtang. Who is her mother? Is she the girlfriend you brought last time?"

"Since you two even have children, get married quickly. Mom can also help you prepare and make the wedding grander."

Jiang Mo touched his nose and changed the subject, "Mom, let's talk about this later. I'm busy now. I'm leaving first."

After speaking, Jiang Mo took little Tangtang and left the scene without looking back.

"Goodbye, Grandma."

ฅ•ω•ฅ

The baby was lying on his father's shoulder, still saying goodbye to his grandmother.

"Be good. Jiang Mo, slow down. Don't drop the baby."

Jiang's mother's face was filled with a smile, and she muttered to herself: "Tangtang is such a cute child."

"And you, Old Jiang, what do you mean by praising other people's children in front of Mo Mo?"

"Don't mention Fu Jinzhou in front of Jiang Mo in the future."

"I know, I was just saying it."

Jiang's father replied coldly.

——

Jiang Mo sat in the car in a daze.

Just now, his mother said to hold a wedding with Wen Yan?

She is the daughter of the Wen Group, a top actress. How could she hold a wedding with him? The two of them are just pretending.

Little Tangtang raised her small hand and grabbed the sleeve of her father's clothes.

"Daddy, drive the car."

(◍ ´꒳` ◍)

Jiang Mo then came back to his senses and touched the baby's little head, "Okay, let's go back."

He started the engine, and the car drove quickly on the road.

The little guy was lying on the window, looking at the small shops outside. Suddenly, he saw a small cake shop, and his milky voice sounded, "Daddy, Tangtang wants..."

ฅ•ω•ฅ

"Okay, Daddy will buy it for you. You're such a little glutton."

Jiang Mo stopped the car and carried little Tangtang into the cake shop with one hand.

It seemed to be the same store he came to last time.

The waiter greeted him warmly, "Sir, are you still buying a cake? This is your baby, right? She's so beautiful."

Jiang Mo proudly carried his daughter, "Yes, this is my daughter. She's almost three years old."

"So cute. She looks so much like you, especially her nose and eyes. They're exactly the same."

"Is that so?"

The smile on Jiang Mo's face became even brighter.

He also felt that little Tangtang looked a lot like him. Maybe it was just his imagination.

"Of course. Your daughter definitely looks like you."

Jiang Mo put the little guy down, "Tangtang, which one do you want to eat? Pick one yourself."

Tangtang lay on the display window, her big, dark eyes looking at the small pastries inside, her eyelashes fluttering. Suddenly, she saw the most beautiful cake, and her little finger pointed at it.

"Tangtang wants... big cake!"

(´つヮ⊂︎)

"Okay, we'll take this one."

"This is the little princess cake. It's perfect for babies."

The little milk dumpling nodded, "Little princess!"

"That's right. Tangtang is Daddy's little princess, our family's most beautiful little princess."

The little guy was so happy!

After the waiter packed it, Jiang Mo paid the money, carried his daughter in one hand, and carried the small cake in the other.

Back home.

The little guy took the small cake that her father bought her and showed it off everywhere, raising her small head.

"Little Uncle, big cake!"

(ฅ>ω<*ฅ)

"Mm, your daddy bought you a cake? It's so big. You can't finish it all. Give some to Little Uncle."

The little milk dumpling used a small fork to scoop a small piece for Little Uncle.

"Little Uncle eat."

Wen Yi looked at the peanut-sized cake, so angry that he almost vomited blood. He raised his hand and pinched the dumpling's face hard.

"Wen Tangtang, you ungrateful little thing. I'm so good to you, and you only give me this little bit to eat. Tell me, are you ungrateful?"

The baby rubbed her eyes aggrievedly, "Little Uncle, it hurts •́‸ก."

"It hurts? You know it hurts? Do you know how much my heart hurts?"

"Wen Yi, why are you bullying Tangtang again?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yan walked in wearing high heels.

"Sister, how could I bully Tangtang? She's about to make me angry. Such a big cake, and she only gave me this little bit to eat."

Wen Yi pointed to the peanut-sized cake.

Little Tangtang hugged her mother's leg with her two small arms, "Mommy, eat."

ε==(づ′▽`)づ

"You give Mommy to eat? Tangtang is so good."

Wen Yan just sat down and took a bite, frowned slightly, and gently patted her forehead.

Jiang Mo asked, "Wen Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I'm just a little tired. The event today took too long. It's okay. I'll be fine after a rest."

Jiang Mo asked with concern, "Do you need to rest? I'll help you to rest."

"Okay."

Jiang Mo helped her to the room and was about to leave when Wen Yan grabbed his hand.

"Jiang Mo, my head hurts. Can you help me massage my temples?"

"Okay."

Jiang Mo sat down and placed his hands on Wen Yan's forehead, gently applying pressure with his fingers.

The woman's own fragrance came over him, and it smelled very good.

Wen Yan moved her body, lying on her side next to Jiang Mo, her forehead resting on his lap.

"Jiang Mo, why aren't you moving?"

Jiang Mo secretly glanced at her and continued to massage Wen Yan.

"Mm, a little to the right."

Wen Yan hummed softly, "Lighter, a little to the left."

"More pressure..."

Jiang Mo listened to the voice in Wen Yan's mouth and felt a little distracted.

He's a grown man!

Can she speak normally!

Jiang Mo was afraid that Wen Yan would notice something was wrong, so he took her head off his lap.

"Okay, Wen Yan, I have something urgent to do. I'll leave first."

After speaking, Jiang Mo opened the door and fled.

He immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower and calmed down.

He never had this kind of reaction when he saw beautiful women before.

This Wen Yan is indeed a fairy!

Night.

After coaxing little Tangtang to sleep, Jiang Mo lay on the bed to rest. In the middle of the night, he felt a soft hug pillow delivered to his door again.

Jiang Mo hugged it without hesitation, gently rubbing it. His fragrant and soft wife pillow smelled exactly like Wen Yan.

Was he dreaming again?

After waking up, there was still nothing beside him. He was indeed holding a pillow in his hand.

Jiang Mo lay on the pillow and sniffed it.

It doesn't smell the same as last night.

Suddenly, Jiang Mo found something on the bed. It was a nail art piece, Wen Yan's nail art piece!

Why was Wen Yan's thing on his bed?

Jiang Mo touched his chin thoughtfully, could it be...

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