Chapter 12: The Child's Face, June Day
Mo Yuting's blatant questioning made Ruan's father freeze in place.
Even though he wanted to act like the head of the Ruan family and show his identity as Mo Yuting's future father-in-law, it was of no avail.
He really has weak legs.
But he couldn't answer Mo Yuting's question.
As Ruan Xiang, the head of the Ruan family, remained silent for longer and longer, the atmosphere at the engagement party became colder and colder, and no one made a sound at the table.
At this moment, all the guests were waiting for Mo Yuting to make a judgment on the Ruan family.
Even Ruan Wei, who had suddenly lost the spotlight, was still waiting. She was waiting for her plan to have some effect on Mo Yuting's heart.
silence…
Keep spreading...
Suddenly, Mo Yuting, the real superior and the object of everyone's admiration, walked straight off the stage and left the VIP room with a large number of black-clad bodyguards.
Immediately afterwards, the ice beauty sitting at the banquet table in the corner also quietly left, as if she was not on the list at all and had never been there.
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"Mommy! You're back!" Ruan Anan, who was sitting obediently on a small stool, was immediately overjoyed when she saw Ruan Meng finally coming back.
Even though Ruan Meng said she would take them home and did bring them from the orphanage in City M to City A, Ruan Anan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
He really...
Afraid of being abandoned by my mom...
"???" Ruan Meng, who still didn't understand the meaning of 'a child's face, a June day', was stunned and subconsciously looked for Ruan Lele's figure.
In her opinion, the only person who could make Ruan Anan worried was Ruan Lele.
So, Ruan Lele, who was excitedly playing wrestling with other children in the daycare center, was suddenly carried away from the children's play area by a delicate hand.
"???" Ruan Lele, who had the same confused expression as Ruan Meng, looked at Ruan Meng who had sent her to her brother's side and asked, "Are you leaving now?"
"Don't let your brother worry." Ruan Meng just finished speaking when she saw two more confused little faces, and immediately frowned: "Speak!"
"Mommy...it's nothing...we are fine..."
Ruan Anan, who inexplicably felt that her mother's IQ was worrying, shook her head obediently, and then pushed Ruan Lele, who had not yet reacted, back into the play area.
Ruan Meng, who was not in a hurry to do anything, noticed after more than ten minutes that Ruan Anan's eyes would basically not leave her and Ruan Lele's figures, so she imitated his previous actions and pushed him into the amusement area: "I will guard it."
"Did Mommy say you would watch over me and my sister?"
Ruan Meng glanced at Ruan Anan, who was full of expectation, and said nothing until the little stars in Ruan Anan's eyes became dimmer and dimmer, then she nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, Mommy! I will definitely take good care of my sister!" The soft-hearted Ruan Anan smiled firmly, and quickly found Ruan Lele who was wrestling with someone. As a result, she slapped him in the face on the spot, but was protected by Ruan Lele instead.
"Are those two your children?" A kind woman who was guarding outside the venue suddenly came to Ruan Meng and smiled at her in a friendly manner.
Her children?
Ruan Meng had denied it before, but now she nodded slightly unconsciously.
"They are adorable, you must be a great mother."
Good mother?
Ruan Meng was so impressed by the praise she had never received before that she looked at the two children in the field thoughtfully: "They are the ones... they are very well behaved..."
She is not a good mother...
As a woman who had experienced this, the woman smiled after hearing Ruan Meng's implicit denial, but did not say much. She could tell that this was a new mother.
Even though one may appear cold on the outside, one's nature is irresistible.
After the two children were sweaty and exhausted from playing, Ruan Meng, who had a slight obsession with mysophobia, carried the two little kids back to the hotel.
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