"Let me do it."
Wen Ran said, reaching out to help.
Unfortunately, her hand was caught midway by Mo Xiuchen.
He withdrew his smile, his expression serious, "Don't spoil them."
"I think you look more like their stepfather." Wen Ran looked amusingly at her captured hand.
This man, after all these years, still treats her just as well as before.
Leaving her helpless on how to deal with him.
"It's fine, they've grown up and don't need a father." Mo Xiuchen casually devoted all his love to Ranran, while truly letting Momo and Ziyi fend for themselves.
"But I can't let you work hard alone. I originally said I would make breakfast, but it ended up with me just watching, leaving you to do everything. Since Qingqing just returned today, let's let Momo and Ziyi play young master and miss again for a day."
Although Wen Ran said this.
Momo, threatened by Mo Ziye's recording, consciously came into the kitchen directly.
Instead of playing the rich miss in the living room.
