However, the moment the door opened from the inside, the smile on Huaimo's face disappeared immediately when he saw the man next to Xiao Wa'er.

The little baby screamed excitedly, holding a small hand with the man beside him, crossing the road excitedly and shouting towards the house, "Mom, mom, I helped you find your father!"

The little kid said while squeezing in, still holding the man's hand...

Huai Mo's face suddenly became gloomy, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him, but he effortlessly picked up the little baby and threw it out again.

"Prince Yu, come quickly."

Huai Mo said softly.

In the room, Shen Zui heard this and his heart skipped a beat.

King Yu...Xiao Yao?!

Shen Zui's mind suddenly cleared, and his hands gripped the quilt tightly.

The owner of the hand that the little boy is holding at the moment is Xiao Yao. Tomorrow will be the fifteenth, and Xiao Yao will come to watch the ceremony one day in advance.

Xiao Yao looked at Huai Mo's high-spirited look and smiled calmly, "The Prime Minister is indeed here."

As he spoke, he looked past Huai Mo and looked inside. Huai Mo quickly walked out and closed the door with his backhand, blocking Xiao Yao's prying eyes.

Xiao Yao's heart suddenly felt like he had been run over, but his expression became calmer and calmer.

The little kid didn't understand the turbulent undercurrent between adults. When he saw the door being closed, he cried out pitifully, "Mom..."

Huai Mo frowned tightly, looked at the little baby and warned, "She is not your mother!"

Unlike Huai Mo, Xiao Yao raised his lips and asked the little boy, "So the mother you mentioned is inside?"

The little boy answered seriously, "Yes, my mother is inside and is with the young master all day long!"

The little boy said this purely as a complaint, but the speaker did not mean it, and the listener meant it. Xiao Yao's eyes flashed with pain.

The little boy continued, "My mother said she is the wife of the young master. The young master is not my father, so she cannot be my mother. But I want her to be my mother, so I have to find a wife myself."

Father, and then let mother be his wife, and then mother can be my mother."

The little kid spoke incoherently, raising his head and looking at Xiao Yao, "Dad, would you like to be my dad? You are the most beautiful, and only you can be with mother... Yeah!"

Before the little baby could finish speaking, the back of her neck was pulled hard and she was carried back by Huaimo. Huaimo had a cold expression on his face. At this time, he didn't treat her as a child at all. He turned around and carried her directly.

She walked away and threw her hard towards the waiting maid.

Huai Mo was ruthless. Fortunately, one of the maids reacted quickly. Otherwise, the little baby would have been thrown to the hard ground.
Chapter completed!