He Would Not See

"Dad..." Yuanyuan circled around his father, laughing all the time for no apparent reason.

Mo Yixuan held up his son, his eyes full of spoiling love for him. He pinched his small red face and asked.

"Has mom come yet?" Mo Yixuan asked the child with great expectation. Every Friday, Yanyan would come to see Yuanyuan. So he deliberately left work more than an hour earlier today, hoping that when she came, he would also be there at home.

Yuanyuan pursed his small mouth, shaking his head somewhat unhappily. He told his father that mom had not come yet, nor did he see his mom.

Why hadn't mom come here? At the thought of mom, Yuanyuan bit his small mouth sadly.

Mo Yixuan entered the house directly with Yuanyuan in his arms. Since she hadn't come yet, he could wait for her here and then the three of them could go to the restaurant he had reserved for dinner.