Huangfu Jianchen was driving when his phone rang; it was a text message.
He opened it to see it was sent by Feng Yueming---Come to Lanzhu Residence tonight.
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Lanzhu Residence.
The servant opened the front door, and Mi Yao walked in.
In the dining room, Ou Bai Die sat woodenly on a dining chair, while Feng Yueming held a bowl of porridge. He stirred the porridge with a small spoon, patiently focusing on blowing away the steam before personally feeding Ou Bai Die, "Mom, open your mouth."
Ou Bai Die's vacant eyes shifted to Feng Yueming's handsome face. "Ah!" she screamed, suddenly reaching out to knock the bowl from Feng Yueming's hands, "Get away! I don't want to see you! You monster, you should never have been born!"
The delicate bowl rolled onto the carpet, spilling porridge over Feng Yueming's shirt and trousers, but he didn't care. He just looked at Ou Bai Die with soft eyes, "Mom."
"I'm not your mom, don't call me that!" Ou Bai Die became agitated.
