The black car drove into Fu Mansion. Before Fu Lingye could alight, he saw Sweetheart seated on the porch through his windscreen.

The little one looked despondent as she sat upright on the bench, pouting. It was as though she was waiting for someone.

When Fu Lingye got down, he strode across the porch, he queried, “Sweetheart, why are you seated here? Didn't the mosquito bite you?”

“Daddy.” The little one called out to Fu Lingye but did not show any signs of going into the house.

Fu Lingye lifted the little one from the bench and settled on the porch together. His voice was gentle as he asked, “Had a fight with your brother?”

The little shook her head as she pouted. Her long lashes fluttered, casting shadows on her tiny face as she replied, “I didn't fight with brother. I'm waiting for daddy and Mu'mu to come home.”

Waiting for him and Mu Tongrui?

The man frowned, “Mu'mu left?”

“Yup, shortly after you left, Mu'mu left too. She took her luggage along, saying that she had to go back to Mu family for a few days. But I have the feeling that she doesn't want us anymore. Daddy, can you go fetch Mu'mu home?”

Sweetheart thought gloomily. She had no idea where Mu family’s villa is. Had she known; she would have looked for Mu'mu long ago.

Fu Lingye's eye sank, his eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

That woman actually dared to leave Fu Family.

She actually disregarded my words.

hear what Sweetheart

Fu Lingye's as she gave him a

then did Fu Lingye come back to reality. He looked at his daughter adoringly, “Ok, tomorrow evening daddy will

Fu Lingye's chest and wrapped her arms around his neck, laughing, “I can

carried her into the house, “Isn't there anyone else

anger, unsure of who it was

time to overhear Fu Lingye's speech. With the cup in her hands, she

you couldn't convince her, you could have gotten her some

over Sweetheart. Feeling aggrieved she said, “Lingye,

She was just Sweetheart's auntie. Instead of blaming

unreadable, stone faced, emotions composed. Naturally, one couldn't tell how angry he was or when he would cool off. Xiang Nanqian

doted on Sweetheart. But she did not expect Fu Lingye to be pissed at her over Sweetheart's mosquito bites.

Nanqian and carried the little one into the kid's room on the second

Lingye applied the ointment for the little one. The little one sat in his arms and

mosquitoes outside lately.

house. If auntie had told me

humorlessly, “You little imp,

the mosquitoes

cute little bun's adorable face, Fu Lingye kissed her on the forehead, “Did Auntie Lan

“But I prefer Mu'mu

it, little imp. I'll fetch your Mu'mu

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