In the hospital room, little pudding is holding a capacitive pen and writing something intently on his mobile phone.

Seeing Song Annuan come in, her beautiful black eyes immediately lit up, and she shouted excitedly: "Auntie! ”

"Little Pudding, what are you doing!" Song Annuan walked over and saw that in the drawing software of the mobile phone, there were three crooked adults holding a child in the middle.

"Auntie, this is my painting of my parents, aunt and me." Little Pudding pointed to the person on the phone screen and said, "This is Daddy, this is Mom and Auntie, and this little man is me." ”

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Although Little Pudding is only three years old, he is extremely sensitive, "Isn't Dad not wanting Little Pudding?" ”

The little girl's big black eyes were full of water, and she pursed her mouth with tears, as if she had already guessed that her father had not appeared, and she just didn't want her.

"Little Pudding is cute and strong, how can Dad not like our little Pudding?" Song An comforted with distress, "Dad is too busy, he is far away, he can't come back for a while, and he called his aunt yesterday and said that he will come back when he is done." ”

"When is Daddy done?" The little girl asked innocently, "Auntie, then when I get better, let's go see my father together, okay?" ”

Song Annuan looked at the little milk baby's innocent and pure big eyes, and gently touched the little niece's hair, "That little pudding must get better soon!" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl answered loudly, nodded vigorously, picked up the capacitive pen and began to draw again.

A whole day in the hospital.

When it was almost evening, Song Annuan suddenly received a call from Mu Sihan.

"I'll pick you up at the hospital in a while, and there's an important commercial charity auction in the evening, and you will accompany me to participate." After the man finished speaking, he unilaterally ended the call, not even giving a chance to respond.

Song Annuan has long been accustomed to his strength and domineering.

Half an hour later, Mu Sihan came to the hospital.

Song Annuan was holding the little girl in her arms, accompanying her to read fairy tales and tell her stories.

“…… Snow White fainted after eating the poisoned apple given by the queen's pretended witch......"

"The queen is too bad." The little girl was completely attracted by the fairy tale, "How can she be so sorry for Snow White, Snow White is so pitiful." ”

"Auntie, Mom is gone, is Dad also marrying another woman like Snow White's father, don't want a little pudding?"

Song Annuan gently touched the little niece's hair, and looked at the little girl in her arms.

With long black eyelashes, beautiful black eyes, and a jelly-like little mouth, it looks like a beautiful doll in a closet.

The more I look at it, the more cute I feel, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

"Daddy loves little pudding the most, our little pudding needs to get better soon, and then we will go to see daddy together.".

Mu Sihan outside the ward just waited quietly.

After a while, Song Annuan finished telling the fairy tale to the little girl before saying goodbye and leaving.

"Auntie!" Little Pudding opened the door of the hospital room and chased it out.

Song An Nuan picked up the little girl and entered the ward in distress, "Little pudding, my aunt has something to do at night, and my aunt will come over to accompany you early tomorrow morning." ”

"Auntie, you must come tomorrow." The little girl seemed to be afraid that Song Annuan would leave, so she didn't want her.

Mu Sihan stood outside the ward and watched quietly, and the little pudding looked at him at this time, as if he was a little scared, and asked cautiously, "Uncle, can I hug you?" ”

The man entered the ward, "Of course." ”

Naturally, he was not as loving as he was to his own son, but he also tried to be as gentle as possible so as not to frighten her.

The little pudding put his arms around Mu Sihan's neck and lay on his shoulders, "My uncle's arms are so warm, and my father's arms must be so warm." ”

These words touched Mu Sihan, who was a father, and he felt a little sorry for the child, and subconsciously hugged the little girl in his arms.

After leaving the ward, Mu Sihan casually asked, "What about Little Pudding's biological father?" ”

Song Annuan glanced at Mu Sihan and strode away.

Mu Sihan was stunned, just now he seemed to see resentment in her eyes.