After Wen Mumu and Bao Yancheng recognized each other, Wen Wanzhi couldn't help but feel a grudge in her heart.
Although she knew that Mumu was always first in her mother's heart, seeing Bao Yancheng and Mumu getting closer made her feel increasingly jealous.
She was the child she had given birth to at great risk, after going through so many hardships and storms...
Wen Wanzhi smiled and changed the subject: "Today is Saturday, has Uncle Ye not taken you to karting?"
A disgruntled voice came from the phone: "How could I not be there, I am now a phone stand."
Wen Wanzhi couldn't help laughing out loud: "Alright, Mumu, pack up your little backpack and go quickly, or you'll be late..."
Bao Yancheng looked at the smile on her face, feeling both heartache and jealousy, and forced himself to look away.
Ever since he regained his memory, she had never smiled at him again.
Wen Wanzhi glanced at the man still in the kitchen and replied softly, "Daddy is busy."