The sound-activated light in the hallway went out again, and Mumu hurriedly clapped her little hands and called out, "Daddy, mommy was about to meet—"
Wen Wanzhi hugged Mumu tightly and interrupted, "President Bao, it's off work hours now. I don't need to report my schedule to you, do I?"
She hadn't planned on confronting Bao Yancheng, but his immediate checking up on her really reminded her of those unpleasant days in the past.
At her words, Bao Yancheng fell silent, his expression dimming.
It wasn't really his intention to ask like that; losing control over anything made him feel uncomfortable.
Wen Wanzhi opened the door and entered the room, closing the door behind her without looking back at him.
Mumu stood on the floor, looked at the closed door, and asked softly, "Mommy, why didn't you tell Daddy?"
Wen Wanzhi was momentarily at a loss for words.
She hadn't yet thought about how to explain her relationship with Bao Yancheng to Mumu.