Last night, Ji Muye didn't get an answer.
During breakfast, his gaze frequently fell on Lu Xining and Little Dumpling's faces, harboring an uncertain guess in his heart.
The former pretended not to see.
The latter thought he wanted to eat the paste in her bowl and generously scooped a big spoonful for him.
Lu Nuonuo pulled herself up from the child's chair and handed it towards Ji Muye's mouth, also signaling him to open wide.
"Uncle, a big bite, eat."
Ji Muye was touched by her gesture, softly patted her little head, and said, "Uncle won't eat, Nuonuo eat."
Today was Saturday.
Ji Muye rarely didn't go to the company; instead, he stayed at the Lu Family's home to accompany the three children.
The happiest were Ji Chao and Ji Ze.
Lu Xining didn't want to see Ji Muye at home, but the two children had just experienced an attack and were naturally unsettled. Having dad by their side made them feel more secure.
"Mommy, play building blocks with me."