"Let me do your hair first."
"Oh, okay."
Over there, Little Mobao had already met Li Xingwan.
"Mommy," he jumped straight into Li Xingwan's arms. "I missed you so much, Little Mobao missed you a lot these past few days."
His words and actions left the driver in front dumbfounded.
At home, what kind of attitude does he have toward Mr. Fu? And what kind of attitude does he have toward others?
Neither hot nor cold.
But with Li Xingwan, he turned into a sweet little angel.
Li Xingwan hugged Little Mobao tightly. "Mommy missed you too. Have you been a good boy these past few days?"
"Yes!" Little Mobao promised earnestly.
Driver: "..."
He could see that Mr. Fu didn't care.
He even asked Mr. Fu, "Why aren't you participating in the reality show?"
"You're not much of a man, letting your wife go on a reality show and not even being a bit worried."
That left Mr. Fu speechless.
However, that show does indeed cause concern. "The old lady is also thinking about you."
