Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

Inside the Mo Group office, Wen Nuan held the documents in both hands and gently handed them to Mo Xuanze.

Mo Xuanze casually took the book, flipped through a couple of pages, looked up at her, and calmly instructed, "The company's revenue has been considerable recently. You will be my date at the business banquet tomorrow night."

Wen Nuan's eyes widened suddenly, and she instinctively waved her hand hastily, "Mr. Mo, this isn't appropriate..."

The thought of appearing side-by-side with Mo Xuanze at a banquet full of business people inevitably made others wonder and caused her to feel uneasy.

Mo Xuanze saw through the jumbled thoughts in her mind at a glance, and frowned helplessly: "Don't think nonsense. Bring your daughter Bao'er with you tomorrow too."

"My younger brother, Xuanbai, likes to play with her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he showed a rare hint of awkwardness, cleared his throat, and added, "After this event, I'll give you a raise."

Yesterday at the villa, Mo Xuanbai kept asking him when he could see Wen Bao'er again, and he could only give vague answers at the time.

The company has a clear rule that employees who bring children to work will have their salaries deducted. Last time, he deducted Assistant Wen's salary again, so Assistant Wen naturally can't let Bao'er come to the company at will.

However, the banquet venue is not restricted, which is perfect for the two little ones to keep each other company.

Xuan Bai is aloof and rarely thinks about outsiders. Wen Bao'er is the first child he talks about every day.

Seeing Wen Nuan standing there lost in thought, Mo Xuanze called out to bring her back to reality: "Assistant Wen, did you hear what I said?"

"Can you bring your daughter over tomorrow night, Saturday?"

Wen Nuan quickly snapped out of her daze and nodded vigorously, "Y-yes, that's fine."

A few nights ago at home, Bao'er kept pestering her, asking when the older brother she had met at her house last time could play with her again.

In fact, Bao'er had almost no close playmates in kindergarten.

All the household expenses had to be saved up to pay for her ear treatment, and Wen Nuan never dared to sign up for any extracurricular activities that required additional fees.

Last time, the kindergarten held a parent-child activity on Wednesday, and she had no choice but to ask for leave to accompany them.

While the other children were accompanied by their parents, Bao'er was only accompanied by her mother.

Some ignorant children even made fun of Bao'er in public for not having a father. Since then, the little girl has become increasingly silent and dared not take the initiative to talk to her peers.

Now that Bao'er has a good friend who is willing to play with her, I feel truly gratified and heartwarming.

On Saturday evening, Mo Xuanze arranged for a driver to deliver two dresses in advance. In addition to a warm long dress, he also prepared a light blue princess tulle dress for Wen Bao'er.

Wen Bao'er gently stroked the soft fabric of the skirt with her little hands, tilting her head up with eyes full of joy: "Mommy, this skirt feels so smooth and comfortable~"

Nuan held the women's dress in her hand; the fabric and cut alone showed that it was quite valuable.

Mo Xuanze casually mentioned giving them a set of matching mother-daughter outfits, which made her feel heavy-hearted.

She quietly flipped over the tag on the back of Bao'er's dress and counted the numbers on it word by word: 30,000 yuan.

She then flipped open the tag on her own item; it cost a full 60,000.

The two dresses together were almost equivalent to her entire year's base salary. Warmth felt a pang in her heart. She couldn't bear to cut off the tags, so she quietly folded them up and stuffed them into the lining of the dress. She squatted down and told her daughter, "Baby, be good. After the banquet, we have to return this dress to Uncle Mo. Don't get it dirty or torn."

She had only planned to wear a decent and affordable dress to the banquet, but she never expected that Mo Xuanze would send her a high-end custom-made dress worth tens of thousands of yuan. She simply couldn't resist.

Wen Bao'er tilted her head, looking puzzled. "Mommy, why do we have to return such a pretty dress?"

"Is Uncle Mo also going to wear a skirt?"

"Is he going to wear his mother's hand-me-downs?"

Wen Nuan was taken aback, unable to imagine President Mo wearing a skirt. Then she remembered that someone from a wealthy family like Mo Xuanze would never accept secondhand clothes that others had worn.

Even if the tag isn't cut off, I still won't want it.

How did she manage to retreat...?

She hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind. She gritted her teeth and bought Bao'er's 30,000 yuan dress herself. Her daughter looked really good in it, and it was rare for Bao'er to like it so much.

She simply raised her hand and cut off the price tag on Bao'er's dress.

Wen Bao'er immediately frowned and sensibly tugged at her sleeve: "Mom, once the tag is cut off, it can't be returned."

"This dress must be very expensive. I have many other dresses in my closet. How about we don't wear this one? I want to save money for Mom."

Warmth softened her heart, and she reached out to gently rub the top of her soft hair. Her nose tingled with emotion. "I won't refund it, and there's no way to refund it. My sweetheart, be good and wait for Mommy here. Mommy will change my clothes and then we'll go out."

In the black sedan downstairs, Mo Xuanbai quietly huddled in the back seat.

Yesterday, his brother told him that Wen Bao'er would be coming to the banquet tonight, so he specially packed a bag full of snacks and put it in the car, hoping that little Bao'er would like it.

After waiting for a long time without seeing the mother and daughter, he couldn't help but lean forward and whisper in Mo Xuanze's ear next to the driver's seat, "Brother, why hasn't Bao'er arrived yet?"

Mo Xuanze placed his long, slender hand on the steering wheel, offering a gentle reassurance.

Xuanbai was eager to meet Wen Nuan at 7:30, so he sat obediently in the living room with snacks at 6:30 to wait for her to leave.

Mo Xuanze saw no way out; he couldn't even leave the study. As soon as he did, Xuanbai would look at him expectantly and ask when he was going to go find Bao'er.

This is the consequence of leaving the study; I've been waiting downstairs at Assistant Wen's house for half an hour.

He sighed helplessly, "Wait a little longer, the agreed time hasn't arrived yet."

Not long after, Wen Nuan led Wen Bao'er out of the apartment building.

Instead of changing into the expensive dress that Mo Xuanze had sent her, she wore the most expensive white dress in her wardrobe, a simple and elegant style that she had bought for a thousand yuan.

The skirt accentuated her slender and well-proportioned figure. It must be said that she has maintained her figure extremely well, and you would never guess that she is a single mother raising her daughter alone.

Mo Xuanze caught a glimpse of the simple white dress she was wearing, and his brows furrowed instantly, a hint of confusion rising in his heart.

He specially commissioned a custom-made suit, but she didn't wear it. Didn't she like it?

Wen Nuan led Wen Bao'er to the car and reached out to open the back door.

Mo Xuanbai had been peering out the car window for a long time, his eyes fixed on the little girl.

As soon as Wen Bao'er saw him, she immediately called out in a clear, sweet voice, "Brother~"

The little one's short legs hopped onto the bike, stretched out his two soft little arms, and begged for a hug: "Brother, hug me~"

Mo Xuanbai immediately reached out and pulled the person into his arms. He subconsciously weighed the person in his arms and noticed that the chubby little dumpling seemed to have gained a little weight.

He wondered to himself what Bao'er usually ate. She was so soft and chubby, but not at all bloated. She was so cute that it was hard to look away.

He wasn't good at sweet talk, so he just quietly pushed the bulging bag of snacks beside him over and said, "These are snacks I brought for you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Bao'er didn't immediately search the bag. Instead, she leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, sweetly thanking him, "Thank you, brother~"

Wen Nuan stood by the car door and glanced at the back seat. Half of the seat was completely occupied by Mo Xuanbai and Wen Bao'er, and the remaining area was piled with a large bag of snacks prepared for Bao'er, leaving no space for anyone to sit down.

She had no choice but to sit in the front passenger seat.