My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

On the weekend, apart from Lu Shulang and Le Bao who slept in late, everyone else in the Lu family got up early to get ready.

Tang Wanning was conflicted. Should she stay home to witness the little one's important moment, or go out? After all, her current situation was rather awkward.

Wen Xian saw Tang Wanning pacing back and forth at the door and went up to her to strike up a conversation:

"Wanning, why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

"Sister-in-law, I... I don't think it's appropriate for me to be here today."

After hesitating for a while, Tang Wanning finally voiced her concerns.

"What's wrong with it? Today is Le Bao's big day. You are Le Bao's biological mother, and you are the most qualified to stand by her side. Don't worry, everyone here today is a familiar face to the Lu family, so no one will say anything."

No wonder my brother-in-law sent me over to check on things; he'd noticed something was off with my sister-in-law all along. It seems he treats Wan Ning differently after all.

Wen Xian also hoped that her brother-in-law and Tang Wanning could get together, so that Le Bao could stay in the Lu family forever. Besides, Wanning was a good girl, without any messy schemes or ulterior motives. Rather than letting someone else into the Lu family, she would prefer Tang Wanning.

In the end, Tang Wanning was half-heartedly dragged upstairs by Wen Xian to change her clothes.

Tang Wanning herself didn't have any decent dresses; her clothes were all cheap items from Taobao. She never pursued luxury items, believing that practicality was the key.

Wen Xian pulled Tang Wanning into the dressing room and took out a red off-the-shoulder dress:

"This isn't mine, you know. Shen Yue specially made it for you. He was too embarrassed to give it to you, so he asked me to give it to you."

After saying that, he didn't forget to wink at Tang Wanning.

Touching the fabric of the dress in her hand, Tang Wanning knew it must be very expensive. She just never expected that Lu Chenyue would specifically prepare a formal dress for her.

At that moment, she was deeply moved.

"Take your time changing, I'm going out first. I'll do your hair when you're done."

As a pillar of the TV station, Wen Xian not only has her own personal stylist, but she is also quite skilled in this area herself.

Tang Wanning was a little embarrassed after changing her clothes. She had never worn a formal dress before and felt a bit awkward.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can tell now who Le Bao inherited his good looks from."

The moment Tang Wanning opened the door, Wen Xian was stunned. Tang Wanning had fair skin and a slender figure, yet her curves were perfectly proportioned. No wonder the Tang family had used her to curry favor with their business partners; with her looks and figure, she was comparable to a celebrity.

Wen Xian excitedly pulled Tang Wanning to sit in front of the mirror. Today she had a great model, and she wanted to give it her all.

When Le Bao woke up, she opened her eyes but didn't see her mother. She called out twice but no one answered, so she ran out barefoot.

It was bustling downstairs; the servants were setting up the scene in an orderly fashion. Hearing the noise, the little one wanted to go downstairs.

But the stairs in front of her posed a challenge; usually, an adult would carry her downstairs. After a moment's thought, the little one adopted the posture of getting out of bed, her bottom facing forward, and crawled down step by step backward.

He had only climbed two steps when he was scooped up by a pair of large hands.

"Daddy."

The person who arrived was Lu Chenyue.

He came out of the study and saw that Tang Wanning's room door was open and no one was inside, so he prepared to go downstairs to check.

To my surprise, around the corner I saw my little chubby son nimbly crawling on the ground, backing down the stairs.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes? Where's Mom?"

He picked up the little one and touched her tiny feet. Knowing that the little one liked to run around barefoot at home, Lu Jianguo had laid carpets all over the house so that her feet wouldn't get cold.

"Mom is missing."

She's looking for her mother too.

Lu Chenyue carried Le Bao back to the room, washed the little one, and made her some formula. They had eaten breakfast early today, and were currently preparing lunch; Le Bao had her milk for breakfast.

The little one held the bottle with both hands and took a few big gulps. She glanced at her father, then generously offered the bottle to Lu Chenyue's lips.

"Daddy drinks milk."

See how good I am to you? I even shared my food rations with you.

"I won't drink it, you drink it yourself."

Lu Chenyue turned his head away in disgust.

When a stubborn big shot meets a stubborn little shot, the more you refuse to do something, the more I'll make you do it.

The chubby boy, unwilling to admit defeat, insisted on shoving the pacifier into his father's mouth, while the other boy refused to open his mouth no matter what.

What are you two doing?

Amid the struggle, Wen Xian's voice came from the doorway.

The father and daughter turned to look at the door. Wen Xian stepped aside, revealing a completely transformed Tang Wanning.

Thanks to Wen Xian's skillful touch, Tang Wanning, who was already beautiful, looked like a fairy descended from heaven, leaving the father and daughter stunned.

"How is it? Doesn't Wan Ning look good?"

Wen Xian proudly introduced her work, saying it was simply perfect.

"Mom is so beautiful."

The chubby boy saw his beautiful mother for the first time and immediately wanted to abandon his father and run into his mother's arms.

Wen Xian intercepted them midway.

"Liangliang, look for your mom."

The little one was fussing in Wen Xian's arms, wanting his mother.

"Baby, not today. Your mom is a fairy today, and holding you will ruin her makeup. Let your aunt hold you today."

After saying that, Wen Xian winked at Lu Chenyue, then picked up the chubby boy and went to the next room without a second thought.

Now that the big one is finished, it's time to decorate the small one.

As soon as the two left, the room fell silent, and the two stood there awkwardly.

"My sister-in-law said that you provided the clothes, thank you."

After a long silence, Tang Wanning finally spoke first.

"Yes, it suits you very well."

After those two sentences, they fell silent again.

"Um, I'm going to check on Le Bao next door. My sister-in-law said she's going to dress her up."

This is so awkward, the atmosphere is just unbearable. Tang Wanning doesn't want to stay a second longer.

The crimson figure departed, leaving behind her lingering fragrance. Lu Chenyue raised his hand to touch his heart; something seemed different there.

Le Bao has many princess dresses, mostly bought for her by her grandfather and aunt.

Wen Xian dressed her in a pink tutu dress, white leggings, and sparkly little shoes. Her hair was styled in a princess updo, and she wore a small crown.

Wen Xian didn't put makeup on her; the little one was already dazzling. She just applied a layer of glossy lip gloss.

"Wow, my nest is so pretty."

Standing in front of the mirror, the chubby boy narcissistically admired himself.

Wen Xian pulled the mother and daughter together, took out her phone and snapped a series of photos—perfect!

Looking at herself and her daughter in the mirror, Tang Wanning felt somewhat dazed.

A month ago, they were still living in a rented one-bedroom apartment, worrying about making a living and hiding from the Tang family.

Now, they live in a manor covering hundreds of acres, and their daughter has a loving family. This extreme reversal feels like a dream.

It wasn't until Wen Xian reminded her that guests had come downstairs that Tang Wanning came to her senses and led Le Bao downstairs.