After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan ate without tasting anything, and finished the meal hastily after her daughter had finished eating.

The family of three came out of the Western restaurant and went directly to the parking garage by elevator.

After getting on the bus, Chen Mo belatedly realized that he had made plans to have dinner with two people today.

So he took out his phone and dialed Qin Zhang's number.

"Hey, have you arrived yet?"

When the call connected, Chen Mo's deep voice carried a hint of guilt.

To his surprise, Qin Zhang on the phone already knew his whereabouts and said with a chuckle:

"We're here! We've already started eating, but the taste is just so-so, not as good as your noodles."

"Seeing how busy you are, we didn't want to bother you."

"Hehe, I never expected our eternal iceberg to have a temper now, daring to do it in public..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Chen Mo interrupted them.

"Is there anything else important? If not, I'll hang up now!" Chen Mo's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment and annoyance.

Lan Yujuan hugged her daughter and sat in the back seat. She glanced up and noticed that Chen Mo's ears were red.

Qin Zhang, on the phone, clearly noticed the change in his friend's tone. It was a rare sight to see this side of his friend, and he wanted to tease him even more.

"Oh, Momo, don't be angry."

"I wanted to go and help, but as you know, my wife is pregnant, and she's still in the early stages of pregnancy, so she can't be stressed."

Chen Mo took a deep breath, seemingly grinding his teeth in anger.

After a long pause, he said quietly, "Hmm, what you said makes sense."

"I'll take my wife and kids home first. You two can take your time eating."

"However, remember to remind yourself tonight not to pretend to be drunk again!"

After saying that, Chen Mo hung up the phone immediately.

Lan Yujuan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, she forced a smile and turned to look out the window.

Chen Mo subconsciously looked up and glanced at the back through the rearview mirror.

The gentle evening breeze in April, carrying the fragrance of flowers, grass and trees, blew in through the window and gently ruffled the stray hairs at her temples.

Her lips curled slightly upward, and her eyes were full of laughter.

At this moment, Chen Mo's heart softened along with the fragrance of flowers and the evening breeze.

After the little one finished eating, he quickly lay down in his mother's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

As the soft snoring rose and fell, the atmosphere inside the car seemed to subtly change...

The two stepped out of the elevator. After Lan Yujuan opened the door, she turned and extended her hand to Chen Mo, saying softly:

"Give me the child, thank you for your hard work today!"

Chen Mo, holding the child, stood at the door and stepped back half a step to avoid her hand. The little one was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

"Shall I carry him inside?"

Chen Mo's voice was low and hoarse, and the moment their eyes met, there was a hint of cautious probing.

The tacit understanding between the two has become increasingly familiar.

How could Lan Yujuan not understand at a glance?

She let out a slow sigh and said softly, "Chen Mo, I'm not in the mood today."

From her voice to her expression, everything exuded a sense of powerless exhaustion.

Chen Mo pursed his lips slightly, and the ambiguous feelings in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by lightness and understanding.

"Yes, I understand."

"Don't worry, I'll leave as soon as I drop Xiaoman off. I won't stay overnight."

"Xiaoman is sleeping soundly. If I change hands twice, it will easily wake her up."

After hearing this, Lan Yujuan breathed a slight sigh of relief and then stepped aside to make way for her to enter the house.

"Alright, thank you for your help."