Ditsy Wife: Mysterious Husband is Unfathomable

"Then—" Tong Siyao whispered, "If he goes to find you at home and wants to see a child or something, you must never agree! If he goes, or if someone goes in his name, you must tell me."

"I know." Yao Lan said.

"Yearly he—"

Tong Siyao wanted to talk to the child, but suddenly heard a knock on the door, thinking that the nurse was back, but looked up and saw Gong Mo.

She was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Yao Lan: "I have something to do, I will call you later!"

Yao Lan asked helplessly: "Is Yi Ting next to you?"

"No, I'll hang up first!" Tong Siyao hung up, watching Gong Mo yell nervously, "A...Auntie, hello."

She wanted to sit up, Gong Mo hurriedly stopped: "You have injuries on your body, don't move."

Tong Siyao had to continue leaning, and asked nervously, "Why did Auntie come?"

"Yiting is not here, of course I want to come." Gong Mo said, "Don't blame him, he is busy at work, and he won't be able to stay too long when he comes back temporarily. Next time he arranges work, he can accompany you for a few more days. "

Tong Siyao couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't blame him..."

The current problem between her and him is not "jealous" at all.

"That's good." Gong Mo breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the soup and snacks he had brought. "Have you had dinner?"

"Uh..." Tong Siyao estimated that the nurse would be back soon, saying that she would be beaten soon after eating, so she had to say, "Not yet. I don't have any appetite. Let the nurse buy porridge."

"It must be that the food outside is not tasty. You taste this soup, it will help the wound to heal." Gong Mo opened the heat preservation box and poured a bowl of soup out. "Next time you want to eat, just tell me, you can just hit it. Call me, or call home, the number hasn’t changed—do you still have a number?"

"Uh..." Tong Siyao lowered her head to drink soup awkwardly.

Gong Mo smiled: "Tomorrow, I will ask the maid at home to deliver food to you. Just tell me what you want to eat. You are welcome."

Tong Siyao was answering somehow, the nurse came back, and she finally took a breath.

But the nurse left soon, and Gong Mo said, "Can you taste this porridge? If it doesn't taste good, I'll send it to you."

Tong Siyao hurriedly shook her head, and asked with great pressure, "Auntie, why are you so good to me?"

"Yiting likes you!" Gong Mo shrank naturally, "I heard him say, are you worried that we won't look down on you? Are you afraid that the door won't be posted, right? That's true, there is no Yiting today! His dad was a rich young man back then, what do I have? I don’t even have a dad, and there are a bunch of broken relatives in my family—"

"Neither did I." Tong Siyao whispered.

"Uh..." Gong Mo said, "Then you are better than me! I heard that your father is a martyr! My father is a deserter!"

"Huh?" Tong Siyao stared at her in surprise.

"I'm making an analogy. My dad was diagnosed with cancer back then, so he left the book in order not to drag me and my mother. As a result, my mother kept thinking about not seeing people or corpses in life, for fear that he would be fatal. Have you survived? So the great time was wasted, and no one would agree to it! Until the end..." Gong Mo sighed lightly, "She only agreed to Simon's father."

Gambino had a big sneeze in Italy!

Tong Siyao understood what happened back then and said: "Mr. Gambino is also your father, and you are no worse than your uncle. But I and Yi Ting--" (to be continued.)