An An nodded hurriedly, and rubbed in Wen Xiaoke's arms like a coquette, "An An wants to have dinner with Ma Ma. ”

"Okay."

Wen Xiaoke instantly disarmed and surrendered, she had never resisted the little girl's coquettishness.

In this way, Gu Jingchen opened the co-pilot's door, and An An was hugged by Wen Xiaoke in the back seat.

The assistant's eyes widened in the back, unable to believe what he was seeing.

His boss actually got into someone else's car!

He saw so much today that he shouldn't have seen it, and he should probably prepare a resignation and submit it before the storm hits.

Meng Di was a little stunned, he glanced at Gu Jingchen, then at An An who was held in Wen Xiaoke's arms, and finally at Xiao Zimo, who pursed his lips and was silent.

"Xiao Ke, what do you want to eat?" Meng Di turned his head, looked at the road ahead, and started the car.

"I'm free." Wen Xiaoke replied, turned to think of something, looked at An An, and asked softly, "What does An An want to eat?" ”

An An raised her pink little face, smiled brightly, and said sweetly, "An An eats everything." ”

"Look for it." Wen Xiaoke replied.

She looked down at An An who was sitting in her arms, and couldn't help but touch her little brain, with a faint smile on her delicate and beautiful face.

Xiao Zimo felt that he was being neglected, but he couldn't do the act of competing for favor, so he could only watch, and his serious little face was about to wrinkle together.

Several times he wanted to rub over and be like An An, begging for hugs, kisses, and begging to be held high, but he really couldn't do it.

When An An turned his head sideways, what he saw was that Xiao Zimo was entangled in a small face, with longing in his eyes, and his little face was tense and a little anxious.

"Ma Ma, my beautiful brother also wants to hug." An An hugged Wen Xiaoke's neck, rubbed against her, and spoke softly.

Xiao Zimo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He never thought that An An would sell him in the blink of an eye!

He immediately straightened the expression on his face, and when Wen Xiaoke looked over, he denied it with a serious face: "I'm not, I don't." ”

It was An An who said nonsense.

Wen Xiaoke chuckled, not piercing Xiao Zimo's careful thoughts.

She changed her hand to hug An An, stretched out her other hand, hugged Xiao Zimo over, and hugged her lap, "Well, it's my mother who wants to hug Xiaobao, not Xiaobao who wants to hug my mother." ”

Boy Moxiao's face turned red, his face was a little unbearable, his lips were tightly pursed, and he let Wen Xiaoke hold him.

He didn't want to continue to defend because his mother's arms were warm and comfortable.

Through the rear mirror, Gu Jingchen saw a harmonious and beautiful scene.

The thin lips pursed slightly, except for him and his grandmother, An An has never been so close to anyone.

Meng Di, who was sitting in front of the car and was inexplicably a little congested, always felt that he was superfluous.

Dad, Mom, Son, Daughter.

What a harmonious family of four.

Meng Di sighed imperceptibly, and his complicated gaze fell on Wen Xiaoke through the car mirror.

Xiao Ke has already had a very hard time, if there is someone who truly loves her and can accept that she has a child, maybe it will be good.

It's just that this is all Wen Xiaoke's own business, and he has no right to interfere.

In the end, Meng Di drove the car to a small Chinese restaurant, handed over the car keys to the parking person, and led a few people inside.

As he walked, he said, "Don't look at the location here, but the taste is top-notch, and there are many people who come here to eat every day." ”