Dad was very busy, they knew that. Rarely they could see him at any time. the older children could certainly understand, but the younger child was incomprehensible.
Two minutes later, Youyou cried with her doll in her arms. There was little warning. She cried loudly.
The nanny heard a child crying and hurried over. In this case, she didn't have to think about it, it must be the children making a fuss. But what can she do? She can only take Youyou aside.
"Youyou, be good. Don't cry." Of course, the nanny knew that the youngest child was the most difficult to coax. When she was crying, it was a disaster.
While several children were arguing over the matter of their parents, Gu Qingli and Xi Moxiao were still having fun abroad.
The girl in the villa was crying, the other kids were doing what they were supposed to do.
At France, tens of thousands of kilometers away, it was late at night. But for the people here, their nights were just beginning.