If Su Wuwei's deepest thoughts were true, she would definitely not want to go to the farmhouse again. There were memories shared by her and Fu Yuan there. The key to this memory was that it happened a few days ago.

She still clearly remembered that when Yan Jing was washing vegetables at the sink five steps away, Su Wuwei was chopping vegetables behind and Fu Yuan was holding him behind him.

At that time, she was very worried that Yan Jing would suddenly look back and see her. She kept asking Fu Yuan to let go, but she couldn't make too much noise. In the end, she had no choice but to let Fu Yuan "eat tofu". Of course, she was actually happy with it. one of them.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Yan Duo didn't wait for Su Wuwei's answer. She shook Su Wuwei, her little face already turning red from worry.

Su Baitai had been watching Su Wuwei's face the whole time. When he heard Yan Duo's words, he jumped in front of Su Wuwei and said, "Xiaoduo, how about we go to the farmhouse tomorrow? Let's bring my grandparents and aunt too. Can you take it with you?"

"Okay." Yan Duo cheered when he heard this. The little guy was actually able to jump three feet high in cotton slippers. He looked really happy.

Originally, when Su Baitai spoke, Su Wuwei blamed him for not making the decision for her without permission, but now that she saw the child happy, she could not say a word of blame.

She glanced over unintentionally and saw that Yan Jing next to her looked worried. She reached out and pulled Yan Jing to sit next to her. She asked gently, "Xiao Jing, what's wrong?" ?Are you worried?"

Yan Jing glanced at Su Wuwei carefully, then turned to Su Baitai and said, "Uncle, I didn't hear you just now, isn't Uncle Fu Yuan going to the farmhouse tomorrow?"

This time, Su Wuwei didn't wait for Su Baidai to answer. She immediately said, "Well, you also know that Uncle Fu Yuan's father was hospitalized before. Uncle Fu Yuan is really too busy. He may not have time to go."

Su Wuwei felt that she had made it very clear when she took the two children home. She clearly hinted to the two children that she and Fu Yuan had broken up.

But she ignored the other questions from the two children. They asked Su Wuwei if they could see Uncle Fu Yuan again in the future.

At that time, Su Wuwei felt that it would be too cruel to reject the two children directly, so she smiled and told the two children that Uncle Fu Yuan was still their Uncle Fu Yuan, and if time allowed, they could still play together in the future.

So now it is not difficult to understand why Yan Jing persistently asked Fu Yuan whether he would go tomorrow. In his opinion, Fu Yuan and Su Wuwei agreed to go to the farmhouse on the weekend, and everyone should go together.

The expectation on Yan Jing's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. He sat next to Su Wuwei with his mouth pouted. His small body was locked on the sofa. It was obvious that he was very unhappy.

"Brother, don't be unhappy, Xiaoduo is with you." Yan Duo shouted and rushed over. She stood in front of Yan Jing and bent down to look at him, like an adult comforting a child. So cute.

Moreover, she stretched out her hands to hold Yan Jing's face, and her little fingers were stroking Yan Jing's cheek, just like Su Wuwei usually comforted her. After a while, Yan Jing's smiling face changed.

Su Wuwei was stunned. To be honest, this was the first time she witnessed two children comforting each other. The degree of healing was simply the highest level. As a mother, she was extremely moved.

At the same time, she also secretly made up her mind. In order to let her two children always have such bright smiles, she would not hesitate to give up everything. However, what she didn't notice was that Su Bai Tai's eyes became deeper. .

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The luxurious crystal chandelier exudes warm light overhead, illuminating the entire room as bright as day.

This is a room full of luxury. The leather sofa is as big as a small double bed, so you can sit or lie on it without any problem.

The tiles on the floor are golden tiles, which perfectly blend irregularities and elevate the overall style of the house by several levels.

As for the expensive calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, the precious ornaments in the glass showcases, and the TV set on the entire wall, all of this shows how wealthy the owner of this room is.

Not long after, a pair of jade-like feet appeared in the living room. It was already autumn, but the owner of these feet still didn't wear shoes.

Moving his eyes upward, he saw a pair of straight and slender legs, and above that was a translucent suspender pajamas. At the same time, the man's onion-like fingers were holding a thin goblet. Red wine in the same color as her dress.

She held a mobile phone in her other hand. She was looking down at the mobile phone, and the faint light from the mobile phone screen reflected on her face.

It was a flawless face, just like her figure, there was not a trace of flesh where there should be flesh, and there was not a trace of flesh where there should be flesh.

However, at this time, this perfect face was illuminated by the light of the mobile phone screen, giving people an inexplicable and eerie feeling.

If Su Wuwei were here, she would definitely be able to tell at a glance that the beautiful face in front of her belonged to An Mei. She could even tell that most of the exquisite ornaments in the window and the famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall were high imitations.

An Mei sat down on the sofa. She tilted her neck and drank the red wine in one gulp. Then she took out her mobile phone. She pulled out WeChat and sent a voice message, "Auntie, have you had dinner yet?" Ah, tomorrow is Saturday, I will take you shopping, I know there is a store with very beautiful clothes that will suit you very well."

After sending this message, she changed to a half-lying position on the sofa, and then she slowly clicked on the unread dialog box, where there were four or five unread messages.

She had an obviously impatient look on her face when she saw these messages. These messages were nothing more than asking her what she was doing, whether she had gone home, whether she had eaten, and what she was going to do on the weekend.

An Mei has been in love since she was sensible. Before she met Fu Yuan, she could hang out with several boys at the same time, so she knew exactly the purpose of the person who sent the message.

She adjusted her facial expression, and then sent a WeChat message back to the other party in a sweet cooing voice, "Brother Luo, I'm sorry I just saw the message. My mother's friend invited me to go shopping tomorrow, saying that I have good taste. I’ll help you choose some outfits.”

After the news was sent, she changed back to the extremely disgusted look she had before, especially when she recalled Mr. Luo's face in her mind.

This Mr. Luo was the person who hit her when she had a car accident because she was changing lanes while running rampant. Or to be precise, the person who hit her car that day was Mr. Luo's driver. He was sitting in the rear driver's seat at the time. , at that time, he and An Mei only had a one-sided relationship.