Listening to Youyou's voice, she gently patted her back, "Of course not. Go to sleep, as long as you're not angry, Mommy will definitely make him change his mind."
"I love Mommy the most." Little Youyou immediately gave Lu Wanwan a big smooch on her face, then looked at her, "Hmm, Mommy is still so pretty, Daddy definitely won't leave you."
Lu Wanwan forced a small smile, coaxed her to sleep, and then returned to her room.
After leaving Youyou's room, Lu Wanwan, as if possessed, went into the master bedroom.
Her mother didn't have the habit of keeping a diary, and even many of her belongings had been dealt with.
Because after her passing, Lin Yu brazenly married in, taking over everything that belonged to her.
So many years had passed, the room had been rearranged.
There were no traces of Lin Yu left, and even everything related to Lu Jingtian was gone.
The room seemed empty and desolate, with only one painting still hanging on the wall.
