“Daddy…” Little Mu’er saw her father coming and ran over.
The coldness on Qiao Mohan's face eased slightly. He lowered his head and placed his palm on Qiao Muer's head.
"Is Daddy going to marry Su Qing's mom? He's going to wear a very beautiful wedding dress... Xiao Mu'er also wants to take a photo with him and wear a princess dress!"
The little guy was completely immersed in joy at this time and did not notice the strange and weird atmosphere between Qiao Mohan and Su Qing.
Cai Cai and Xiao Mi have tried their best to curl up in the corner to reduce their presence.
From a close distance, Master Qiao is indeed so handsome that it infuriates both humans and gods.
No wonder so many socialites and popular actresses knew about his philandering deeds but couldn't help but throw themselves on him one after another.
It can be said that even compared with the popular movie star, Sister Su Qing’s rumored boyfriend Yi Nanfeng.
Young Master Qiao, who has a more evil and unruly temperament and slightly raised almond-shaped eyes that bewitch people, will have the upper hand.
"Mu'er, Daddy is here to take you and... Mommy home. Be good, go get Mommy and come over, we'll go together."
Qiao Mohan gently rubbed Su Qing's head, and his low voice unexpectedly hit Su Qing's eardrums.
Mommy...?!
What is Qiao Mohan talking about? Is he really going to...
"Mommy, ah, yes... Mommy and Daddy are a perfect match!" Little Mu'er tilted her head, as if she had just realized it, and clapped her hands happily.
The little body then turned back and ran to Su Qing, whose body was almost stiff, and took the initiative to grab her hanging left hand.
Shake gently.
"Mommy, Mommy... From now on, Mu'er will call Su Qing Mommy, okay? Mommy and Daddy are a perfect match.
Mother Su Qing, Xiao Muer and Daddy, we are a family!"
The corners of the little girl's lips were raised high, and even if she didn't say anything, one could feel her joy from the bottom of her heart.
Little Qiao Muer was so happy... She had always dreamed of having a home of her own.
It is not the kind of luxurious, spacious, expensively decorated, but cold home.
Even though it is not big, it is very warm. There is a father, a mother, and her - the three of them, a family of three.
Little Mu'er has been without a mother since birth.
She should not be afraid of loneliness because she has been used to it since childhood.
It's not like she can just grab any woman, or her daddy can just bring anyone back and she will accept and like her.
In fact, everyone in the circle knew that the young lady of the Qiao family was extremely picky and resistant to Qiao Mohan's female companions.
She doesn’t like women outside, doesn’t like their smell, doesn’t like the way they smile, doesn’t like them talking to her, doesn’t like them hugging her, doesn’t like any women…
Until Su Qing appeared.
The only one was Su Qing, a woman with a faint, warm scent that made her feel safe and comfortable, like a daisy in the afternoon.
Only her, as long as she gently hugged herself and gently cared for herself, little Muer wanted to call her "Mom" from the bottom of her heart.
"Mommy... Mommy... What's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring Mu'er? Mommy, move..." Little Mu'er wanted to hold Su Qing's hand and walk away, but Su Qing's body was frozen and didn't move.
She seemed to be frightened by the sudden appearance of Qiao Mohan and was overly shocked.
Su Qing stood there stiffly, her pink lips half open in shock, and she hadn't reacted to what Qiao Mohan had just said. (To be continued)