Before, she used to think children were so annoying, all noise and fuss, but now, she just wanted to watch them make a racket.
While watching, Xiao Mo sent her a text message: "Next time, I'll record a video for you."
Xu Chaomu smiled; Xiao Mo was truly attentive, always knowing what she wanted and what she didn't.
Before, she had said he was low in emotional intelligence, but in fact, he was really quite clever.
She didn't reply to the text, but instead, she returned his message with a phone call.
"Xiao Mo, thank you for sending me the photo. Weiwei's little dumpling is so cute; I like it."
"Being formal with me again. If you keep this up, I'll hardly recognize you as the Xu Chaomu I used to know," Xiao Mo laughed.
Xu Chaomu also laughed, gently saying, "When Weiwei's baby starts talking, have Weiwei teach him to call me 'Aunt Chaomu.'"
"Alright, Aunt Chaomu."
"Yes, yes, yes, Aunt Chaomu, pretty aunt, smart aunt, aunt who knows how to make money."
