Wang Wenbin didn't know how Zhou Shixun managed to find out these things. He knew very well that Zhou Shixun still had these things in his hands. If he handed them over to the unit, he would lose his job.

Now he could only soften his attitude and ask Cheng Chunli to stop making trouble.

Thinking of this, her attitude changed instantly. She looked at Sister Chen and Cheng Chunli and said, "Mom, Chunli, I really have never thought about divorce. Even if I went the wrong way, I never thought about divorce. I will never forget your kindness to me, and I also have feelings for Chunli."

"I made a mistake and I regret it, but I want to live a good life."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red and he began to recall how good Chen Saozi and her family had been to him in the past. He would never forget all this kindness.

Cheng Chunli softened her heart instantly, mainly because she still had extravagant hopes for this man, and her tone softened a bit: "Do you think you can really live a good life and not fool around with those women outside?"

Wang Wenbin is still trying to argue: "I didn't fool around. You have to believe me. I may have had some thoughts, but I definitely didn't do anything out of line."

Mrs. Chen didn't believe it: "Show us what you have in your hand."

Wang Wenbin tore off the file bag in a few seconds: "Mom, these things are all fake. You will definitely be even angrier after reading them. I swear that I will be devoted to Chunli from now on. If I act like before, you can kill me or chop me up as you please."

Cheng Chunli actually believed it, as if what happened just now was a farce. She looked at Wang Wenbin with some emotion: "You must do what you say. As long as you do what you say, I will definitely change my temper."

Wang Wenbin assured Chen's wife again: "Mom, I will definitely treat Chunli well in the future. I will come back to see you every week during my rest days. If I am not busy, I will come over for dinner in the evening. I will buy the food and cook."

In a blink of an eye, he put on an appearance of repentance and his attitude was exceptionally sincere.

…

Sheng An Ning and Zhou Chaoyang came back from a walk outside and had no idea that a big commotion had just happened at Mrs. Chen's house.

When passing by Sister Chen's house, Zhou Chaoyang also warned Sheng An Ning: "In the future, if you hear any rumors again, you will go directly to Sister Chen to settle the score and tear her mouth to pieces. Let's see if she has nothing to do all day and talks nonsense everywhere."

Sheng An Ning smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will definitely not be a coward in the future."

Zhou Chaoyang was relieved: "Anyway, our family can't be bullied."

As the two were talking, they walked in and saw Zhou Shixun giving Momo a bath in the yard. The big iron basin was full of water. Momo sat in it with his little face pitch black, but his neck and the part below were dazzlingly white, so pale and pink, like a lotus root doll.

The little face is dark and the big eyes are blinking, which is funny and weird.

Sheng An Ning was startled: "What happened? Why is there so much ink on your face?"

Zhou Hongyun was watching helplessly, "We were weeding in the yard, but he and Duoduo ran into your dad's study and knocked over the ink on the desk. When I went in, Momo's face was completely black, but Duoduo didn't get any ink at all. When I asked them what happened, the two kids couldn't explain clearly."

Sheng An Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The two children were five years old in total. It was really difficult for them to explain one thing: "It's evenly black."

I went over to help Zhou Shixun wash Mo Mo's face. The ink on his face couldn't be washed off with clean water.

Sheng An Ning went over and rubbed Mo Mo's little face with water, but it couldn't be washed off at all: "What should I do?"

Children's skin is delicate and delicate, and since it's on their faces, we dare not use chemicals to wash it, let alone gasoline.

Zhou Shixun rubbed Momo's little head and said, "It's okay. It will fall off in a few days."

Sheng An Ning pinched her son's face distressedly: "What should we do? Our Mo Mo is really Mo Mo."

Momo didn't think anything was wrong. He scratched his ears with his two little hands and smiled shyly at his mother.

Zhou Shixun glanced at Sheng Anning and said, "Boys should be darker. What would they look like if they were too white?"

Sheng An Ning didn't think much about it and refuted directly: "That won't work. I still like fair and tender sons. When our Mo Mo was just born, he was the darkest child, so my brother insisted on calling him Mo Mo. But later, our Mo Mo grew whiter and whiter, and finally became a little white ball. How cute."

Zhou Shixun's eyes were somewhat deep. He looked at Sheng Anning deeply and insisted for once: "Boys are better off with darker skin. Momo was too white before, and he will still be so white when he grows up, like a pretty boy. What's good about looking so weak?"

Sheng Anning thought about what Mo Mo would look like when he grew up. His white skin and cool appearance were very attractive. The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he felt. He smiled and held Mo Mo's black face: "Then I still like the white Mo Mo. You can't paint your face black anymore."

Momo smiled at her mother with curved eyes.

Zhou Shixun didn't say anything else and continued to bathe Momo in silence. He carried the black-faced little guy out, dried him, and changed him into clean clothes.

Sheng An Ning squatted by the sink and washed Mo Mo's clothes.

Zhou Shixun carried Momo back to the house to put on his clothes. While wiping his hair with a towel, he looked at his son's dark face carefully again: "Isn't it pretty? What's so good about being white? Momo must not become a pretty boy in the future. Do you hear me?"

Momo blinked his big eyes and looked at his father not quite understanding.

Zhou Shixun pinched his little face: "Little white face, but no good thing."

…

At night, Sheng An Ning realized that something seemed wrong with Zhou Shixun. When she went to bed, she casually asked, "Are you taking a break this week? The weather is too hot, let's take them to the Children's Palace to swim. I was thinking of enrolling Zhou Zhou and the others in a swimming class."

Zhou Shixun was silent for a while: "You can go to the swimming pool of our unit. There are coaches there too."

Sheng An Ning shook her head without even thinking: "The swimming pool at your company is open-air. The sun is so strong right now. It's easy to get tanned after soaking in the water. The four children will be tanned like little black charcoal by then. It will be so ugly."

Zhou Shixun was silent again. He looked at his arms, which were a healthy bronze color. He then thought of Wang Wenbin's fair and gentle face, and pursed his lips: "I think it's good for boys to have some black spots. It's healthy."

Sheng An Ning still didn't think much about it: "Don't you think they are fair and tender and look good?"

As he said this, he turned his head to look at Zhou Shixun, and saw that Zhou Shixun had his eyes downcast, the corners of his lips were straight, and he was obviously unhappy.

Some people are surprised: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy today? Did something happen to you?"

Zhou Shixun felt a little uncomfortable when asked, and swallowed his throat: "No, I just didn't expect that you like men who are whiter..."