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

He Wanqing: "..."

She remained silent for a full five seconds before slowly speaking, her tone complex:

"Are you sure... you're going to defend someone, and not a spy sent by the other side?"

He Wanning: "...Sister!"

Mo Ye silently withdrew his perked-up ears and focused on the road ahead, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

He could roughly picture the scene:

A young and beautiful female lawyer sat in the interrogation room, watching helplessly as her client poured out her money and led her to prison, all while maintaining a professional smile...

Yeah, that's pretty bad.

But... it's also kind of funny.

Just then, a soft, sweet voice rang out, carrying a pure, comforting goodwill:

"Auntie, it's okay~ This is just the beginning, there will be many more opportunities like this later~"

Tongtong stretched out her chubby little hand and patted He Wanning's arm, her big, dark eyes filled with sincerity.

He Wanning: "..."

He Wanqing: "..."

Mo Ye: "..."

A subtle silence fell over the carriage.

Tongtong's intention was to comfort her aunt, saying, "Don't be discouraged, the future is long."

But saying that... it sounds a bit strange.

It's as if it's saying, "This is only the first failure; there will be many more failures in the future."

He Wanning slowly lowered her hands from her face, turned to look at her innocent-looking niece beside her, and narrowed her eyes:

"Tongtong...are you trying to comfort your aunt?"

Tongtong tilted her head, chuckled, revealing a few tiny teeth: "If Auntie thinks so, then it is, hehe~"

Looking at her innocent and harmless appearance, He Wanning took a deep breath and decided to trust the child's naivety this once:

"Okay, Auntie will trust you this once."

Tongtong nodded vigorously, patted her hand, and said like a little adult, "We're sisters~"

He Wanning laughed in exasperation and reached out to poke her little head:

"You little brat, you're going against the grain, trying to take advantage of your aunt?"

Do you know that your aunt is in a bad mood right now?

My aunt might lose her job and end up with nothing!

She deliberately acted pitiful, hoping the little guy would say something nice to comfort her.

After listening, Tongtong thought seriously for a few seconds, then looked up and said the most "heartbreaking" thing in the most innocent tone:

"Auntie, don't keep saying you have nothing left. You still have the nerve to live, don't you?"

"puff--!"

In the front row, Mo Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly coughed to cover it up.

He Wanqing also raised her hand to cover her lips, her shoulders trembling slightly.

When did their daughter develop such a sharp tongue?

He Wanning stared wide-eyed at Tongtong in disbelief: "You... what did you say?"

Tongtong blinked innocently and repeated:

"How dare my aunt still be alive?"

He Wanning took a deep breath and told herself not to argue with a three-year-old.

She pouted, feigning fierceness: "Auntie won't take you out to play anymore!"

Tongtong pouted, "Why are you acting like a little kid?"

He Wanning was taken aback by her words, then poked her chubby cheeks with a righteous air:

"My aunt just can't take a joke, so what?"

Tongtong huffed angrily, scooted her little bottom to the side, and created some distance: "Fine, I won't play then!"

But less than two seconds later, she secretly glanced at He Wanning with her big eyes, her gaze probing as if to say:

"Auntie... are you serious?"

He Wanning looked at her "tsundere" expression and her heart softened. She leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Just kidding~ Your auntie will take you there tomorrow........."

Tongtong's eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded quickly, leaning close to her aunt's ear to whisper in reply:

"Mmm! Tongtong will be waiting for Auntie tomorrow~ Auntie, remember to check in~"

He Wanning extended her little finger: "Pinky promise."

Tongtong immediately extended her short, chubby little finger, which resembled a lotus root segment, and solemnly hooked it with He Wanning's:

"Pinky promise, for a hundred years, never to be broken!"

He Wanqing watched the two whispering and making pinky promises in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but speak up:

"He Wanning, don't take Tongtong to do anything bad."

He Wanning was displeased upon hearing this.

She pouted, tilted her head back, and looked aggrieved, as if to say, "How dare you doubt my noble character!" "Sis! Am I that kind of person?!"

His expression and tone were exactly like a giant version of Tongtong.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Mo Ye chuckled to himself: These two sisters really are alike in some ways.

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The car quickly entered the villa area where the He family's old residence was located.

Mo Ye parked the car at the gate but didn't drive in.

He wasn't ready to make a formal visit yet—after all, his relationship with He Wanqing was complicated.

He Wanqing understood his concerns and didn't say much, only telling her sister, "Get out of the car, Mom is waiting for you."

He Wanning got off the car with her suitcase and waved to the car from the doorway.

Tongtong pressed her face against the car window, her little face against the glass, and mouthed silently, "Auntie~ remember~"

He Wanning mouthed back, "See you tomorrow~"

Tongtong then sat back down in her seat, satisfied.

Watching the car drive away, He Wanning turned around, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to her home.

Then, she saw that familiar figure in the entryway—

Ms. Jiang Shuya, her mother, was standing there quietly, holding a broom.

There was a gentle smile on his face.

His eyes, however, were as cold as the Siberian wind.

He Wanning froze, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Hi, Mom..."

Jiang Shuya picked up the broom, her smile unchanged: "Hi~"

The next second, the broom came whistling through the air!

"I'll beat you to death!"

He Wanning!

Do you want to destroy this family?! Huh?!

He Wanning was so frightened that she covered her head and ran away, crying, "No, no, no! Mom! I'll confess! I'll confess everything!"

As she dodged, she spoke recklessly:

"I burned down the Old Summer Palace! I gave birth to my ex-boyfriend! Tell me whatever other crimes you may have committed!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuya was delighted and pursued him even more diligently.

"Stop being so cheeky! Stop being so cheeky! Do you even have a boyfriend? Your ex-boyfriend, for example!"

The broom landed squarely on He Wanning's bottom. Although it didn't hurt, it was extremely humiliating.

"Ouch! Mom! Be gentle! I really didn't know that was my brother-in-law! You never told me!"

He Wanning shouted as she dodged, "You kept such a big thing a secret! Is it my fault?!"

Jiang Shuya glared at her and briefly explained the situation of Mo Ye and He Wanqing, as well as why she hadn't been told in advance.

After listening, He Wanning nodded in understanding:

"Oh, I see... What about Dad? He's still arguing with my sister."

Mentioning her husband, Jiang Shuya's face flashed a mysterious smile, and she waved her hand:

"You don't need to worry about that, just wait and see."

He Wanning rolled her eyes at her mother's "secrets must not be revealed" expression—people who only say half of what they mean are the most annoying!

Her eyes darted around, a sweet smile spread across her face, and she snuggled up to Jiang Shuya, hugging her arm and acting coquettishly.

"Mom, I need to ask you for a favor."

........