Xiaoyao didn't open the door. Instead, she went back to her work. Mo Chen, who was outside, didn't ring the doorbell again.
Mimi seemed to know who was outside the door, but she didn't say anything. She just watched her mother prepare the food and cook the noodles.
She played with Doudou, and Doudou seemed to like this place very much. He kept running here and there, as if he couldn't stop, and even giggled nonstop.
Little demon also felt comfortable. No matter how big the presidential palace was, she felt that her heart was empty.
No matter how small this place was, she felt full because there were too many memories of her and Huo zhongrao here.
When she thought about the presidential palace, she couldn't think of anything worth remembering about her and Huo zhongrao.
It was really quite sad. They had been married for so many years, but what kind of life had they been living?
