Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Stepping inside, I discovered a hidden paradise.

The store's interior design features a minimalist industrial style mixed with warm Chinese elements.

The exposed brick walls contrast with the soft, warm yellow lighting, and the wooden tables and chairs are arranged in a staggered manner, with each table equipped with its own exhaust fan.

The air was filled with the unique aroma of charcoal and the enticing scent of grilled meat, but it wasn't noisy. Soft jazz music played in the background, creating a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere.

"This restaurant has great food, fresh ingredients, and you can grill it yourself. It's also quiet," Mo Ye whispered to He Wanqing.

He Wanqing looked around and nodded.

This kind of place, which is both lively and stylish, is indeed very suitable for small gatherings with friends.

Holding Tongtong in Mo Ye's arms, her little nose twitched like a puppy's, her big, dark eyes sparkling as she stared at the sizzling grill pans, her mouth practically watering.

"Daddy~ It smells so good! Tongtong wants to eat it~"

"Okay, Daddy will take Tongtong to eat now." Mo Ye smiled, holding his daughter steadily in one arm and naturally taking He Wanqing's hand with the other. Led by the waiter, they walked towards the reserved private room.

The person leading the way was a plump, smiling auntie who, upon seeing Mo Ye, greeted him with a familiar smile:

"Xiao Mo is here? Your friends are already here, in the innermost room, 'Songjian'."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Mo Ye nodded in thanks.

Pushing open the door to the "Songjian" private room, four people were already seated inside—Shen Qing, Wang Jie, Pang Siyi, and Su Qianyue. Hearing the door open, the four of them looked up at the same time, their faces breaking into smiles.

"Mo Ye! Hello, sister-in-law!" "My little Tongtong!" Warm greetings rang out.

When Tongtong saw that they were all familiar uncles and aunts, she immediately waved her chubby little hands happily and greeted them in her sweet, childish voice:

"Uncle Shen Qing! Uncle Wang Jie! Uncle Little Fatty! Aunt Qian Yue!"

When Pang Siyi, who was called out, heard the special title "Little Fatty Uncle," he wasn't angry at all; instead, he happily responded.

Looking at the young, energetic faces in front of her, and the pure, unselfish smiles on their faces, He Wanqing felt a warmth in her heart.

She couldn't remember the last time she had attended such a simple and relaxed gathering with friends.

In the adult world, especially in her circle, meals together are often purposeful, and smiles are often masked.

The carefree joy that belongs to college students made her feel a long-lost sense of ease and... a touch of envy.

Su Qianyue had already stood up and was waving enthusiastically to He Wanqing: "Sister-in-law! Sit here! Let's girls sit together!"

Su Qianyue waved playfully to He Wanqing, "Sister-in-law! Sit here! Let's sit next to each other, we two girls!"

He Wanqing readily agreed and pulled Mo Ye over to sit down next to Su Qianyue.

Upon seeing He Wanqing up close, Su Qianyue's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice:

"Wow... Sister-in-law, you're even more beautiful than in the photos! Your skin is amazing, and your aura is incredible!"

He Wanqing was a little embarrassed by her straightforward praise, and smiled with pursed lips:

"You are beautiful and energetic."

Su Qianyue instantly transformed into a little fangirl:

"Sister-in-law, you are my idol! I dream of becoming a beautiful and powerful woman like you!"

And also, I'm practically worshipping that autographed badminton set you gave me last time! Thank you so much!

He Wanqing remembered that Mo Ye had mentioned having a friend who really liked playing badminton.

It turned out to be the girl in front of me with bright eyes and a cheerful smile.

"I'm glad you like it," He Wanqing said gently.

Su Qianyue blushed with joy.

The two girls quickly started chatting.

Su Qianyue is outgoing, and although He Wanqing doesn't talk much, she can keep up with every sentence, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

As they chatted, Su Qianyue suddenly leaned closer, lowered her voice, and asked with a hint of gossip and curiosity:

"Sister-in-law, let me ask you a question secretly... When you're at home, do you listen to Mo Ye, or does Mo Ye listen to you?"

The question came as a surprise, and He Wanqing was taken aback for a moment.

She subconsciously recalled her daily routine, and it seemed... there wasn't really a clear distinction between who listened to whom.

Most of the time, we discuss and agree on things together.

If we absolutely have to divide it...

She chose her words carefully, her voice soft: "I guess... I listen to him more."

The words had barely left his mouth—

Tongtong, who was sitting on Moye's lap and playing with her father's fingers, twitched her little ears and keenly caught the key words.

She suddenly looked up, her large, dark eyes filled with shock and disbelief, as if asking, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Does Mom listen to Dad?

Countless images flashed through his little head in an instant:

Mom said, "Tongtong can't have any more ice cream today."

Her father secretly slipped her half a stick;

Most importantly, when she and her dad tried to buy snacks, her mom vetoed the idea and said their vote was invalid.

Tongtong still remembers Hum!

It's always Dad who listens to Mom!

Otherwise, why would Dad always be sneaking around like that!

The little guy felt obligated to expose this "lie".

She straightened her small frame and, in a clear, childish voice, corrected him earnestly:

"Mom is a liar! She only listens to Dad when they agree!"

Everyone at the table was captivated by the child's innocent words.

She got even more excited when she saw everyone coming to see her, pointing her little finger at her mother, "But Mom and Dad often disagree! And then Dad doesn't say anything~"

After she finished speaking, she stared intently at her mother's nose, as if observing whether it would grow longer.

I've forgotten that I'm also a kid who likes to tell little lies.

He Wanqing: "…………"

Her cheeks flushed slightly at her daughter's sudden "undermining," yet she couldn't refute it, because... it seemed to be true after all.

Everyone: "…………"

After a brief silence, good-natured laughter erupted in the private room.

Shen Qing slammed his hand on the table and said sarcastically:

"Mo Ye! You're something else! What good deeds did you do in your past life to have such a lucky life in this one?"

My sister-in-law is beautiful, capable, and she even gave you a lot of face!

Wang Jie adjusted his glasses and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it's enviable."

Pang Siyi also smiled sheepishly.

Mo Ye wasn't annoyed by his brothers' teasing; instead, he lowered his head and kissed Tong Tong's puffed-up little face.

Then he looked up, his gaze gently falling on He Wanqing's slightly flushed profile, and smiled frankly:

"Yes, meeting Wanqing and Tongtong is truly my greatest blessing."

Pang Suqianyue listened to Tongtong's "revelation" and Mo Ye's reply, and seemed to be deep in thought.

She turned to look at Pang Siyi beside her, blinked, nudged him gently with her elbow, and whispered:

"Then... I'll listen to you at home from now on, right?"

Pang Siyi was startled and quickly waved his hand, his face turning red.

"No, no, no! You should do it! I... I don't know anything about these things, you decide! I'll do whatever you say!"

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