Upon hearing her words, Lu Wenyu looked at her slightly surprised, before nodding lightly with almost an inaudible "Mm".
Meng Zichen split the mousse cake with a plastic knife, first cutting a large piece for Meng Xi'er, then a piece for Lu Wenyu, and finally for himself.
With the two children clutching their cake and nibbling away on the couch, Meng Xi'er watched the scene before her, her heart experiencing a subtle peace.
She had little appetite, but still tried a piece of the cake that Meng Zichen had cut for her. The sweet taste bloomed on her taste buds, seemingly lifting her mood quite a bit.
Meng Zichen finished quickly and curiously asked while sitting next to Meng Xi'er, "Mommy, where did daddy go?"
"Hmm?" Meng Xi'er was slightly taken aback. She put down the cake in her hand and looked at Meng Zichen.
Swinging his legs, Meng Zichen voiced his worries, "I haven't seen daddy for a long time. Is he not coming home anymore?"
