??211: Chapter 211: A Family of Three…
211: Chapter 211: A Family of Three…
This was a wonderful atmosphere, even though they were two parallel lines that had never intersected, yet today, because of a child, because of a sudden accident, their lives intersected, and what’s more, they ended up under the sa roof.
It was a very strange feeling.
Ou Mucen was holding a cup of water, sitting there, looking at the company’s stock market, when suddenly he slled the scent of laundry detergent in the air, and he paused, lifting his eyes to look in that direction.
That was his bathroom, which due to his severe obsession with cleanliness, had only been entered by himself over the years.
But now, behind the frosted glass, he could see a blurred figure, a white shirt, light blue pants, standing there, it was unclear what she was doing?
After the soft sounds of scrubbing ca from inside, the pleasant sll of laundry detergent, with a hint of lemon, wafted out.
And outside was the pinkish Little Tuanzi!
At that mont, his tiny body was lying on the clean floor, focusing on assembling his model.
What was this scene?
A woman washing clothes in the bathroom, a child playing with toys in the living room, and he was at his desk, dealing with work; it all looked just like the scene of a family of three often shown on television.
“Pfft—”
The mont this thought jumped into his mind, the water he’d just sipped entered his mouth and made him choke, and he spat it all back out.
Little Baozi, lying on the floor playing with his model, suddenly heard Uncle’s choking sound, and his little head popped up, “Uncle, what’s wrong?”
The man seated at the desk imdiately put the cup back down, pretending nothing had happened, “Nothing serious, just choked a little.”
“Oh—” Little Baozi eyed the faint blush on his face with suspicion before looking away.
Does choking on water make your face turn red?
Little Baozi continued playing with his model, and at that mont in the bathroom, his mother called him, “Xiaobao, ask Uncle if he has a clothes hanger?”
Clothes hanger?
Little Baozi climbed up from the ground and went to his mother’s side, “Why do we need a clothes hanger?
Is Mom going to hang my clothes at Uncle’s place to dry?”
Ye Ning was wringing out the water, and when she saw her son coming over, she naturally smiled, “No, Mom washed one of Uncle’s shirts along with the laundry, so we’ll take yours with us and hang his to dry.”
Wow, she actually helped Uncle wash his clothes!
Little Baozi beca excited and hopped over.
Standing in front of Uncle with his chubby little arms, he leaned on his desk, “Uncle, do you have a clothes hanger?
My mom washed your clothes for you.”
“What?” Ou Mucen was montarily stunned, “She washed my clothes?”
Ye Xiaobao nodded with a smile, “Yep, she washed them very clean, and they sll nice.
Uncle, hurry and bring the clothes hanger, I’ll take it to Mom to hang.”
Ou Mucen: “…”
Who allowed her to wash his clothes?
Didn’t she know that his clothes were high-end personalized tailoring and basically ruined if hand-washed?
Yet, damned as it was, in the end, he actually let Little Baozi get a clothes hanger from his wardrobe for his mother, and then, he just sat there, watching Little Baozi enter the bathroom.
“Mom, I brought the clothes hanger.”
“Good, my darling is so sweet.
Mom will hang Uncle’s clothes, and can you pack up your two items for Mom?”
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