"Happy!" Eleven said a little anxiously, "Let's hurry home, I need to take care of Mommy!"
"Little aunt, Eleven is so sensible."
“Yes, he always liked Wanwan very much. He never expected that Wanwan would actually be his biological mother. The bond of blood is unbreakable.” Ruan Wanyi took Eleven’s little hand. “Let’s go home and see your mommy.”
Qiao Wanwan didn't leave her room all day, lying in bed resting.
"Wanwan, get up and drink your medicine." Zhan Jingting walked in carrying a bowl. "This is the medicine that the old man prescribed for you to regulate your body. Drink it while it's hot."
Qiao Wanwan propped herself up and sat up.
Being sick is not what she wants; she must have a healthy body and absolutely cannot fall ill.
Qiao Wanwan took a sip of her medicine and frowned, asking, "Why did my master add a sedative to my prescription?"
"You had a nightmare last night and didn't get enough rest. You'll need this medicine to sleep well."
Qiao Wanwan didn't say much and drank the warm medicine in one gulp.
"Mommy!" Eleven, carrying her little schoolbag, ran in. "I'm home!"
Qiao Wanwan was overjoyed, "Baby's back! Let Mommy see you!"
Eleven climbed into bed and said, "Mommy, you had a fever this morning, and I couldn't wake you up no matter what I did."
"It's Mommy's fault for making Eleven worry. Mommy apologizes to you."
"Did Daddy bully you?" Eleven glared at Zhan Jingting angrily. "Eleven will get revenge for you!"
Zhan Jingting: "......"
Zhan Jingting: "......"
"Hey kid, who told you I bullied Mommy, huh?"
“Mommy was fine yesterday, but she’s not feeling well today. You must have made her angry!” Eleven said matter-of-factly.
"Don't let your imagination run wild, go do your homework."
Eleven hurriedly rushed into Qiao Wanwan's arms, "Mommy, Eleven has finished her homework today."
"Then put down your backpack, go wash your hands, and get ready to eat."
"Mommy, eat with me."
"Mommy is a little tired and wants to go to sleep first. You and Daddy go downstairs for dinner."
"Oh well......"
Zhan Jingting left with Eleven, and the room immediately fell silent.
Qiao Wanwan leaned against the headboard, lost in thought. After a long while, she finally snapped out of it, threw off the covers, and went downstairs.
As soon as I arrived on the first floor, I heard laughter and chatter coming from the restaurant.
Qiao Wanwan's fingertips trembled slightly. She wanted to go upstairs, but her feet moved involuntarily toward the restaurant.
From a distance, she could see several people sitting at a table eating.
Ruan Tang, holding serving chopsticks, was picking food for each person. "Auntie, this is what you like to eat. Jing Ting, eat more. And our lovely Eleven, let me get you a chicken wing..."
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