Wen Shiyu glanced at him, her eyes red-rimmed, and rested her head on Lin Xiaoxiao's shoulder. "This is bad."
Wow~
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up again.
Wen Shiyu's voice carries the unique charm of Jiangnan, with its soft and melodious Wu dialect.
Two simple words, yet they feel like a visual and auditory feast.
Lin Xiaoxiao liked it even more.
Wen Mo, however, was heartbroken after being rejected by the lady.
He was so jealous that he was almost going crazy when he saw how much Wen Shiyu depended on Lin Xiaoxiao.
He couldn't help but say, "Madam, this young comrade has something to attend to. Shall we not disturb her? I'll cook you something delicious when we get home."
Wen Shiyu, who had finally managed to stop her tears, suddenly started flowing again.
He hugged Lin Xiaoxiao tightly, saying, "I want a baby."
"Baby, don't leave."
Lin Xiaoxiao's lips were already curving into a Nike-like smile; she couldn't help it at all.
"I'm fine, Auntie. Let me treat you to dinner."
Beautiful lady, hehe~
Wen Shiyu took out a small handkerchief, elegantly wiped the corner of her eye, then tossed the soiled handkerchief to Wen Mo, took Lin Xiaoxiao's hand, and said gently, "It's my treat."
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, okay."
The two were as close as mother and daughter, holding hands, followed by a tough-looking police superintendent with a resentful expression.
Wen Shiyu was wearing a cheongsam, and every part of her was exquisite. At just over forty years old, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
Time has not aged her; instead, it has given her a unique charm.
The only flaw seemed to be his eyes, which were like pearls covered in dust, tinged with a dark color.
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