Sweet Wife, be Good!

The steward knew that Chu Zhuohang was really angry, and did not speak, but just stood by and obeyed his instructions.

Chu Zhuohang said: "Is he picking up his wife and children? If you want to pick them up, let him pick them up. Tell him, it's not that you are so lucky every time, you can still pick up children."

The housekeeper hurriedly responded, and Chu Zhuohang said again: "Bring me and Su Mi's breakfast to the room, I don't want to see that person."

The butler led away.

When Zhuang Shihao picked up Fang Lan and Youyou, Chu Zhuohang and Su Mi came downstairs.

As for where Zhuang Shihao went last night? No one knows.

...

Fang Lan embraced Youyou and followed Zhuang Shihao.

There was a trace of fatigue in Zhuang Shihao's eyes.

Fang Lan lowered his head without speaking, but there was a black green in the corner of his eyes. Obviously, even if he lived in the manor last night, he did not sleep well. Youyou also noticed that the emotions between the two people were not right, so she narrowed her mouth and said softly: "Mommy, were you unhappy last night?"

In his voice, there was a cautious question and a trace of uneasy anxiety.

This caused Fang Lan's heart to suddenly feel a slight tingling.

The child's mind is the most sensitive and delicate, and these flowing emotions between husband and wife can't be hidden from his eyes at all.

Maybe he was too young before and didn't understand what happened between his parents, but as he grew older, he understood more and more that in this delicate atmosphere, there were some things he didn't understand but he was afraid of.

Especially when I saw the interaction between Chu Zhuohang and Su Mi in the manor, as well as the happy picture of their family of three, Youyou felt more doubts.

"It's okay, baby," said the female partner Youyou, "Daddy and Mommy are just a little tired."

"Really?" There was a big doubt in Youyou's eyes.

"Of course it's true! How could Mommy lie to Youyou?" Fang Lan touched Youyou's head and said softly.

Youyou finally put away his doubts and looked at Zhuang Shihao seriously. He wanted to stretch out his hand to him, wanting to sit on Chu Zhuohang’s shoulders and play like Xiao Chen. This is something he has never gotten from Zhuang Shihao. The care that I have had.

However, Zhuang Shihao's expression was solemn, and his mind was not on the mother and son at all. Youyou were sensitively aware of this.

After thinking about it, he took his hand back and leaned on Mommy's shoulder.

A family of three got in the car and drove toward the kindergarten. Fang Lan would occasionally say a few words to Youyou. The children's minds always changed easily, and gradually smiled.

When he arrived at the kindergarten, Fang Lan handed Youyou to the teacher, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Be obedient in school! Mommy will pick you up early in the evening."

"Yeah." Youyou nodded, with a bright smile on his face.

After getting in the car again, Zhuang Shihao drove the car without a word, his slender fingers tightly holding the steering wheel, his eyes were straight ahead, earnest and focused.

After a long time, Fang Lan finally broke the silence and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

"Something happened temporarily last night, I didn't receive your call, and then I called you later, I couldn't get through." Zhuang Shihao said nonchalantly.

Fang Lan squeezed her fingers tightly, her nails pinched in her palms a little faintly painful.

"Last night was your birthday. I don't want you to be busy with work on your birthday."