The teacher still looked at Mu Yiyi with envy: "I really envy you! If Lei Haochen hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that his father was actually a celebrity! No wonder father and son are so handsome.
Tsk tsk..."
"Thank you, teacher! Excuse me!" Mu Yiyi, who was speechless, quickly replied politely, turned around and left.
After coming out of the kindergarten, she got into the car, took out her cell phone and called Lei Yufeng.
"Yiyi..." As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Yiyi heard Lei Yufeng's mellow, deep, magnetic voice.
"Lei Yufeng, what are you doing? You want to pick up your son early, should you tell me?" Mu Yiyi felt that his trip was in vain, and he felt a little angry.[
"I didn't know you would go to kindergarten. I have been picking him up and dropping him off these past few days. I thought... you would be waiting for your son at home as usual. What's wrong? Today... is there anything going on?" Lei Yufeng still didn't know.
Asked in a tepid and good-natured way.
"Today..." Mu Yiyi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
If he had said that today was his parents' wedding anniversary, this man would definitely have followed. If that were the case, what would happen to the two of them?
Since you have made up your mind to push him away, you can't be sloppy.
"What happened today?" Lei Yufeng continued to ask.
"It's okay!" Mu Yiyi replied in a muffled voice.
"Mom, Mom, come on! I'm at dad's house. Dad said this is also our home, ours!" Lei Haochen's cheerful and childish voice came from the other end of the phone, "In your room, I
I saw the picture you drew, sunflower!"
Suddenly, Mu Yiyi froze there like a fossil, holding the phone tightly in his hand, his palms were all sweaty.
Wasn't this painting taken to Italy? Why did it come back to Villa Mid-Levels?
Does this man take his paintings with him wherever he goes?
Her mind was a mess at first, and then it went blank, unable to think.
"Yiyi, Yiyi, do you want to come over?" Lei Yufeng asked.
Mu Yiyi came back to his senses and replied firmly: "No! Since you have picked up Xiaochen, just leave him there for dinner! I will come to pick him up later."
"It's okay, I'll send him over!" Lei Yufeng replied lazily.
"That's fine! Xiaochen is not a very picky eater. Let him eat by himself. Don't feed him, don't spoil him..."
"He is my son, I will take good care of him. See you soon!"
Mu Yiyi did not realize the meaning of Lei Yufeng's meeting, so he responded and hung up the phone.
…
After driving home, Mu Yiyi hurriedly took a shower, put on light makeup, and chose a purple dress. The width of the dress's shoulder straps just covered the scar on her shoulder.[
Then she chose a bracelet and put it on her right wrist. She didn't want people to see the scar that would be misleading.
She looked at her makeup in the mirror, gently pursed her pretty lips, fastened the necklace around her neck, picked up her handbag and went downstairs.
Pushing open the door of Ye Xinyi's room, Ye Xinyi, who was sitting on the sofa next to the window embroidering silk handkerchiefs, put down the flower bag in her hand and took off her reading glasses: "Oh! It's so beautiful! Where is Chenchen?"
Ye Xinyi's eyes searched behind Mu Yiyi.
"At his father's side, his father will send him back after dinner." Mu Yi walked to Ye Xinyi one by one, bent down and picked up the flower bag, "Mom's embroidery is really good, it's really beautiful!