Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Kang Qiao stood by the bed, like a conscientious husband. He smiled: "Mom, I just want to mess around, and it won't happen. She has only finished the operation, and you think me too bad."

Teacher Kang turned his head and poached his son hard.

Concho smiled and said nothing.

On the contrary, Xu Mo was quite overwhelmed.

She simply dealt with a few words and said she wanted to sleep. Teacher Kang gently helped her cover the quilt. Although it was just a simple action, Xu Mo's eyes were a little moist, unspeakable sadness or a little throbbing. .

All the relatives left, she only has Wen Yuan, but Teacher Kang is an elder, just like the feeling her mother gave her.

She wanted to cry, but held back.

Wen Yuan stood, watching quietly.

The reason why she turned to Kang Qiao was also because Kang Qiao had a good mother. She believed that Kang Qiao was sincere, and Teacher Kang would treat Xu Mo as her own daughter to take care of.

There is nothing better than this.

She can take care of Xu Mo, but there are many things she can't replace.

Xu Mo couldn't eat and wanted to rest again. Wen Yuan was relieved with the Kang family's mother and son, so she left at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Back in the apartment, Ye Mubai picked up the two children at home, the first and second children watched TV in the living room, Wen Yuan went home, Ye Mubai immediately got up: "I haven't eaten yet, I'll go get warm."

"I'll do it myself." Wen Yuan said softly: "You are tired after a busy day."

"It's rare that you are willing to be considerate to me." He pressed her shoulder, "But let me go, you see your eyes are red like a bunny, have you cried?"

He bends down, looks level with her, and looks at her carefully.

Wen Yuan said no.

But how can she hide him?

She clearly did, and it was clearly because Xu Mo had cried, for fear of crying while driving.

Ye Mubai took her to the kitchen and asked her to sit there, warming up her stuff, while saying, "Xu Mo's operation was very successful, why are you crying?"

Wen Yuan looked at him from behind, first silently, then got up and hugged him from behind.

Ye Mubai did things with one hand, and patted her with the other: "Why are you acting like a baby again?"

"Mu Bai, I'm just a little sad." She put her face on his back, "Xu Mo is sick, I don't know, she has been sick for a long time...I am not good enough for her, nor caring enough."

Ye Mubai sighed, knowing that his wife might not be in good mood tonight, his voice was slightly lower, "Wen Yuan, it's because you have a family. Xu Mo, she doesn't want to disturb you. You see, money matters. She may be able to talk to you, but she can't think of being sad, how can she always ask you to go out to accompany her."

"I'm still sad." She said softly, "You are not at all comforting."

Ye Mubai smiled bitterly, her voice softer: "Didn't you say that Kang Qiao is going to be with her, someone will take care of her in the future."

"You agree?" Wen Yuan was surprised, let go a little bit, walked to him and looked up at him.

Ye Mubai said in a low voice, "Kang Qiao, this is not bad, but this circle...Wen Yuan, really, if I am not the last name Ye and did not come from this family, I might be too dirty for you to bear, so I understand Concho well."

Wen Yuan stretched out his hand to poke his arm: "Hey, you haven't dived and messed with many women, isn't it dirty? ’