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

The man brought the child and came to the store to pick her up, so Lan Yujuan had no choice but to end her practice early and obediently go home with him.

"Why is it that the earlier I get home, the later you get home?" Chen Mo complained.

As he spoke, he leaned over to fasten his daughter's seatbelt in the back seat.

Lan Yujuan, holding the food box and eating the fruit slices the man had prepared in advance, explained between bites:

"Our café is going to participate in a competition in three days, so of course we have to practice hard and not underestimate our opponents."

I glanced at Chen Mo and sighed helplessly.

He then closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, and started muttering to himself as he drove home.

"It's just a city-wide competition organized by the TV station. How strong of an opponent could we possibly encounter?"

"Your coffee shop has a small team of three, two of whom have won national championships. What could possibly go wrong?"

"Winning awards in competitions is a piece of cake."

Lan Yujuan sat in the back and muttered softly:

"That's not entirely true. After all, we have a team member who's just starting out..."

Chen Mo listened attentively while driving. But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear anything more.

Until the little guy in the back seat tilted his head and whispered a reminder:

"Dad, Mom seems to be asleep..."

Lan Yujuan didn't know how she fell asleep after getting on the bus.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the underground parking garage of my apartment complex, having just left the coffee shop.

"So sleepy~"

If her daughter hadn't been standing right next to her, she would have loved for Chen Mo to carry her upstairs.

Chen Mo, holding his daughter's hand, stood by the car and patiently coaxed her:

"Hang in there, we'll be home soon."

"Dinner is ready at home. I'll eat something when I get home, wash up, and then go back to my room to sleep."

Lan Yujuan stretched and nodded slightly, "Mmm!"

After returning home, the family had a harmonious dinner together.

While Chen Mo was washing dishes and tidying up the kitchen, she took her daughter to wash up, and after changing into her pajamas, she accompanied her daughter to read picture books in the room.

Before long, the little guy got sleepy and made a request before going to bed: he wanted his dad to tell him a story to lull him to sleep.

Unbeknownst to them, Chen Mo's relationship with his daughter had progressed rapidly.

Even in the little guy's limited memory, his memories of his biological father have begun to blur.

When she talks about her father, all she thinks about is Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took a storybook, dimmed the lights in the room, and sat on the edge of the bed to tell stories to lull Lan Yujuan to sleep, taking her place.

"Aren't you tired? Go back to your room and rest early." Chen Mo said gently as he flipped through a book.

Judging from his familiar demeanor, he seemed like a seasoned parent.

Lan Yujuan came out of the room, no longer sleepy, and her mind was unusually clear.

She poured herself a glass of warm water, then walked to her computer desk, sat down, and began to bury herself in her work.

Despite being pregnant, it did not distract her from focusing on her career.

Every morning, after getting up and having breakfast, she first takes her daughter to school, and then goes to the coffee shop.

The coffee shop doesn't open until 9 a.m. Lan Yujuan usually arrives around 8 a.m.

Upon arriving at the store, she would first go up to the second floor to her small studio with floor-to-ceiling windows to finish writing her novel serial for the day.

Around 10 a.m., she finishes her daily serialization task, and just as the shop starts to get busy, she shuts down her computer and goes downstairs to help.

When she gets home from get off work in the evening, she uses the time before bed to study how to write scripts.

The screenwriter friend that Chen Feifei introduced to her last time has already returned from his business trip, and the two of them met up once at a coffee shop.

The other party gave her a book list and asked her to choose a novel she liked from it.

Then I sent her a script template and gave her a week to try rewriting the beginning of the novel into a three-episode script, to give it a try.

Lan Yujuan was just starting out with this new creative method, so her progress was very slow.

The study was converted from the master bedroom balcony. As she sat at her desk, engrossed in her work, she could vaguely sense Chen Mo quietly entering the bedroom.

It seems he went out again during that time, and came back in not long after.

With a "click," the bedroom lights dimmed instantly, leaving only the light above the desk on the balcony still on.

Not long after, she heard the mattress sink slightly.

Chen Mo never bothered her from beginning to end.

Lan Yujuan worked until her brain was almost oxygen-deprived, and finally finished revising the script for the first three episodes.

She shut down her computer, stretched contentedly, and assumed Chen Mo had already gone to bed.

But as the computer shut down, a faint sound came from the direction of the large bed next to it.

Lan Yujuan turned her head in surprise and found that Chen Mo hadn't slept at all. Instead, he was holding a laptop and seemed to be working while leaning against the headboard.

"Finished writing?" Chen Mo put down his notebook, got out of bed and walked towards her.

"Okay, I'm done writing."

Lan Yujuan looked up, staring blankly as he approached, walked behind her, and then placed his hands on her shoulders, offering to massage them.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lan Yujuan leaned back and rested the back of her head against his chest, her body gradually relaxing, starting from her shoulders.

Chen Mo leaned down and kissed her forehead, looking down at her with a smile, about to speak.

Suddenly, he paused, his gaze fixed on the depths of his collar, his eyes darkening...