Wen Shu hugged Wen Rou Rou, whose chubby little arms were wrapped around her neck, like a warm, big worm clinging to her.
The little one stirred in her arms, "Shushu, you're sweating so much."
Wen Shu's hands and feet trembled, and shards of glass pierced the soles of her feet; every step was heartbreaking.
Three-year-old Wen Rou Rou is a chubby little girl with a lot of weight. Her body has reached its limit, and at this speed, it's hard to say when she will get home.
Grandma must be very worried.
Wen Shu pursed her lips and moved step by step to the front of the car. Just as she was about to open the car door, the door was locked from the inside with a "click". Wen Shu looked up in confusion.
Li Duo didn't even look up before saying, "Put on your shoes, don't get the car dirty."
Wen Shu pursed her lips, picked up Wen Rou Rou and went to pick up her shoes. The car door opened automatically. "You can put the child in."
Wen Shu didn't put Wen Rou Rou down; instead, she hugged her even tighter. She limped to pick up her shoes, enduring the glass shards under her feet, put on her shoes, carefully protected Wen Rou Rou's little head, and got into the car.
Wen Shu used her hand to block Wen Rourou's little feet, preventing him from touching the man beside her.
Li Duo glanced at the little thing that was wrapped up with only its head sticking out, and coldly reminded it, "...Don't pee in the car."
Wen Rou Rou was very angry and deliberately kicked his little feet in protest. Wen Shu quickly pressed down on his little feet.
The sudden entry of a stranger into the car instantly disrupted the original atmosphere inside.
Li Duo twitched his nose almost imperceptibly; he was naturally sensitive to smells.
An unfamiliar scent wafted into the car, not the usual perfume, but a delicate, light fragrance—the unique scent of a young woman.
He looked up, his gaze falling on Wen Shu's profile, his pupils contracting slightly.
Her face was so dirty that it was unrecognizable.
But the lines of her profile were smooth and silky, making her look too beautiful and elegant. Her long eyelashes drooped gently, obscuring the light in her eyes, and the wisps of hair on her forehead blurred her stubborn temperament...
His gaze swept over her torn shirt; her slender figure exuded a captivating allure, a subtle fragrance that, like a lure of desire, stimulated the man's senses.
He had similar memories.
Wen Shu seemed to notice something and turned to look at him.
Her face was covered in dirt and she looked utterly disheveled, instantly shattering all the beautiful images in Li Duo's eyes.
Li Duo suddenly asked, "Have we met before?"
Wen Shu's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.
Her face was pale, but she calmly shook her head: "We probably won't have a chance to meet."
Li Duo chuckled lightly, thinking to himself, "That makes sense."
How could they have seen a woman who has given birth?
Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief. Li Duo then asked, "Have you been to the Golden Summit Club?"
A storm raged within Wen Shu, leaving her almost speechless. She heard herself reply in a calm voice, "No."
The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Wen Shu was about to get out of the car with Wen Rou Rou in her arms when Li Duo suddenly said, "Put the child down and go get your foot injury treated."
Wen Shu paused, remained silent, and insisted on taking Wen Rou Rou away.
Li Duo sneered, "No one's going to take the child from you. You're already in this state, aren't you afraid of dropping him?"
Wen Shu explained, "I was afraid he would pee in the car, and I couldn't afford to pay for the car wash."
Li Duo said impatiently, "The time you've been dawdling is enough to finish treating the wound. Hurry up!"
He glanced at her again, thinking the woman seemed overly cautious, and tossed her a business card. "This hospital is my property. Take this and look closely. Do you think I'd run off with your son?"
Having said that, Wen Shu didn't dare to linger any longer. She picked up the business card that had been lying on the ground, put Wen Rou Rou down, and whispered, "Rou Rou, be good, I'll be right back."
Wen Rou Rou nodded obediently, burying her little head inside her clothes, with only her two short, chubby legs showing.
Li Duo glanced at the little thing and reminded it again: "No peeing!"
Wen Rou Rou was very angry and deliberately kicked him with her short legs.
But her legs were too short to kick anyone, which made Wen Rou Rou even angrier.
After treating her wounds, Wen Shu limped out and breathed a sigh of relief when she found the car was still outside.
Opening the car door, I saw Wen Rourou's head pop out, but the streetlights were on, the car lights weren't, and it was very dark inside the car, so we couldn't see each other's faces clearly.
Wen Shu sat back down without making a sound and covered Wen Rourou's face with her clothes again.
The car stopped at the entrance of the residential area. Wen Shu got out of the car first, and then carried Wen Rou Rou out of the car.
Suddenly, the little guy shivered, then lifted his clothes, revealing his bare bottom, stuck out his little belly, and shouted in a childish voice, "Flower Shot!"
The boy's urine gushed out in an arc, landing precisely on Li Duo's expensive suit, making a sound.
Li Duo stood frozen in place, while Wen Shu was stunned.
She quickly bent down, pretending to tie her shoelaces.
After Wen Rou Rou finished urinating, Wen Shu quickly straightened up and continued to pretend that nothing had happened. "Rou Rou, it's time to go."
The air pressure inside the car was very low, and it was chilly. He remained motionless, still in the position of being urinated on.
Wen Shu paused for three seconds, then steeled herself and picked up Wen Rou Rou. "Mr. Li, thank you so much for today. Rou Rou, say goodbye to your uncle."
Wen Rou Rou stretched out her chubby little hand from inside her clothes, "Whoosh whoosh, white!"
Wen Shu dragged her injured foot, picked up Wen Rou Rou, and ran away in a flash.
Wen Rou Rou's urine is too valuable; I can't afford to lose it, especially since she's currently unemployed!
That evening, Grandma was indeed puzzled: "You didn't even tell me when you were playing with other kids? Rou Rou even soiled his pants? You can wash the clothes and still wear them, why throw them away? Besides, are you a refugee? Even beggars are dressed better than you."
Wen Shu bathed Wen Rou Rou without making a sound.
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