With an ice-cold and ruthless gaze, he didn’t even linger on Su Rou for a mont before he took Qiaoxu away.
When they got in the car, Qiaoxu’s eyebrows were still not relaxed, and she could even still feel a faint bloody taste at the tip of her nose.
Seeing her pale face, Lu Moqing frowned and asked:
"What’s wrong? Were you scared by that scene just now?"
Qiaoxu shook her head and said:
"No, I’m just feeling a bit sad."
Although she really disliked Su Rou, she was not so vicious as to take pleasure in her misfortune at this ti.
But she couldn’t bring herself to sympathize with Su Rou either.
"Enough about her. Let’s go ho. Our son starts kindergarten tomorrow. I haven’t spent much ti with him recently, so I want to be with him more today."
"Okay."
Ever since she lost her mory, fearing that she would unintentionally hurt Qiao Yi, she had sent the child to the Lin family.
It was not until so ti ago, after his mory had recovered, that he brought his son back ho.
Lu Moqing felt especially guilty towards Qiao Yi, his son.
For the first three years of his life, he had completely missed his growth. Even after the father and son were reunited, he still didn’t have much ti to spend with him.
A feeling of guilt began to grow in Lu Moqing’s heart.
"Daddy, mommy."
As soon as they entered the Lu family mansion, they saw Qiao Yi holding Qiao Er at the door, waving excitedly at them.
After stopping the car, the husband and wife got off, and Qiao Er, who had also gone to the Lin family with Qiao Yi, had not seen them for a long ti as well.
When the chubby cat saw them, it imdiately jumped down from Qiao Yi and waddled over with its plump little buttocks.
Lu Moqing was afraid that it would be too enthusiastic and startled Qiaoxu, so he stood in front of her.
The next second, Qiao Er flew onto him, clinging to his shoulders with her hands unwilling to let go.
The agile cat’s tongue kept licking Lu Moqing’s cheeks, making him feel disgusted.
"Mommy!"
Following Qiao Er, Qiao Yi also waddled towards them with his chubby little body.
Qiao Yi was more "considerate" than Qiao Er, knowing that mommy’s stomach had a younger brother or sister inside, so he couldn’t bump into mommy’s stomach too hard, or he might hit his younger siblings.
So when he ran to Qiaoxu, he stopped.
He carefully held Qiaoxu’s hand, his pitch-black pupils filled with joy and expectation, shining brightly as they gazed at her.
Qiaoxu knew that she hadn’t spent much ti personally taking care of Qiao Yi. This four-year-old child was much more sensible than others of his age.
The more sensible he was, the more Qiaoxu felt guilty and distressed for him.
She held her big belly, squatted down, held Qiao Yi in her arms, and lightly kissed him, saying:
"Mommy missed Qiao Yi. Did Qiao Yi miss mommy?"
"Yes~"
Qiao Yi answered very loudly, and then when he saw his daddy looking at him, he added very tactfully, "I missed daddy too."
"Really?"
Lu Moqing raised his eyebrows, looking at Qiao Yi and questioning.
Seeing that Qiao Yi didn’t answer right away but instead lowered his eyes and pondered for a mont before looking back up at Lu Moqing, he said:
"I did miss daddy, but I missed mommy a bit more."
Lu Moqing squatted down in front of Qiao Yi with Qiao Er in his arms, reached out, and rubbed Qiao Yi’s round little head, saying:
"Why can’t you miss daddy more? Qiao Yi is biased."
He thought this cat with high emotional intelligence would comfort him a few words and change the topic by saying how much it missed daddy too.
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