"Daddy, why do you always have to bring that auntie with you when you go out? Without her, don't you know the way?" Little Ou clutched his lollipop tightly, its sweet taste filling his mouth.
Lu Chenyuan looked back at Xi Murong, who had been following him, a habit he had formed over the years.
For trivial matters or business trips, it was more reassuring to have Xi Murong with him.
Xi Murong was meticulous and considerate in her work.
He could tell that Little Ou didn't like her.
"Out of habit."
Daddy's answer didn't quite satisfy Little Ou. He just wanted to go out with Daddy alone, without a few others trailing behind.
Don't they have other things to do?
At the entrance of the children's park, Lu Chenyuan bent down to help Little Ou take off his little shoes and arranged them neatly in the shoe cabinet by the door.
This scene was too glaring for Xi Murong, like countless tiny needles pricking her heart.
