Under the gazes of five pairs of eyes, Mu Jingzhe finished preparing lunch.
The lunch was sumptuous. Feeling guilty, Mu Jingzhe had prepared all their favorite dishes.
"Hurry up and eat."
"Okay."
Xiao Wu, who had been eating happily, suddenly burst into tears when he saw the familiar delicious food again.
"What's wrong? Did you get scalded? Or are you feeling unwell?" Mu Jingzhe asked anxiously.
Xiao Wu shook his head. "No, I was just wondering if I was dreaming. Mom, it wasn't a dream when you came back, right? If it is a dream, I don't want to wake up."
Mu Jingzhe's nose instantly felt a stinging sensation. "Of course not. Silly child, I won't leave again."
In spite of her words, the children still followed her around in the afternoon.
Mu Jingzhe knew that they felt insecure, so she tried her best to keep them company.
At night, Shao Qiyang, who had not returned for two days, returned.
