On Fifth Avenue in S City.

Murong Yu wore a black big-brimmed hat and a pair of large-framed sunglasses that almost covered most of her small face.

The turquoise floral blouse was paired with a white ******, and a girl about five years old was held in her arms, wearing the same children's clothes as Murong Yu.

and her one-of-a-kind crystal sandals, which reveal her extremely well-proportioned and slender legs.

Her slender figure and exquisite dress are very eye-catching on the street, but her sophisticated posture of holding the baby with one hand exposes her true identity as a hot mother.

Today is Murong Yu's fifth birthday, Murong Yu stopped at the door of a dessert shop, took off his sunglasses, put his daughter down, took his hand and walked in.

Because it was Saturday, there was an endless stream of guests patronizing, and Murong Yu was not in a hurry, so he simply took his daughter and slowly picked it up inside, not paying any attention to the figure following behind him.

Murong Yu held the plate in one hand and the clamp in the other, constantly asking for her daughter's opinion.

"Little preserved egg, how about this?"

"Hey, that's good, this monkey looks a lot like you."

"Hey, take one of this too, grandma likes to eat it."

"And this...."

Just when Murong Yu was immersed in various choices for his son's birthday, Xiao Zhizhi had already been attracted by the two Transformers models placed by the window, and he looked at the glass attentively.

"Little Picky Egg, do you like Transformers? How about Uncle buy it for you? ”

A man's voice suddenly came from behind him, and Murong glanced back at him, and then stared at the two toys again.

The man behind him didn't stop there, and continued to ask, "Do you like Bumblebee or Optimus Prime?" ”

"I don't like any of them." Xiao Zhizhi suddenly spoke, and the man behind him was stunned.

"Why?"

"Because they're the same as little picky eggs, they don't have a father." Murong Zhi said a little sadly, but he pursed his lips tightly, making himself look very strong.

The man behind him was slightly happy with his eyebrows, and asked, "That.. How about an uncle being a dad for Little Picky Egg? ”

Murong Zhizhi raised his head again, looked at the man behind him who was as gentle as jade, and shook his head silently.

"Doctor Bai, why are you here?"

Murong Yu turned around and found that her daughter was missing, so she quickly looked for her.

When Bai Ruicheng saw Murong Yu coming, the smile on his face was even more revealed, "Xiaoyu, I heard..."

"You're younger than me, so call me sister." Murong Yu's tone was slightly tough, and Bai Ruicheng had to obey obediently.

"Okay, Sister Xiaoyu, I heard that today is Xiao Xiaodan's birthday, so I wanted to come over and buy him a cake, and I happened to meet you, do you say we have fate."

Murong Yu didn't seem to listen to what he said, he picked up Murong Zhi with one hand, held the selected cake with one hand, and casually glanced at Bai Ruicheng, who was very sincere, "I've already bought the cake, we appreciate your kindness, thank you!" ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked out with Murong Zhizhi, but was held by Bai Ruicheng with his hand.

"Sister Xiaoyu, don't you always avoid me? Just now, Xiao Pidan told me that he wants his father very much, and you have been alone for so long, I really want to help you. ”

"Our little preserved eggs have a father, otherwise where did our little preserved eggs come from, right?"

Murong grabbed his mother's shoulder, pouted, and didn't answer.