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From time to time, she would look away from the book and turn to her son's little face. She could just stare at her son's sleeping face for a long time.

Before going to bed, He Tingyu walked towards the baby's room.

The reason why Mu Siyin was able to avoid it in advance every time this month was because of his coldness.

He had He Tingyu's daily schedule, and he would ask Mu Siyin to avoid him before he showed up.

When she went to the baby's room, Mu Simiyin had already avoided her. He didn't stay much, he just stood by the baby's bed for a few minutes, then turned and went back to his room.

Just as I closed the door, the phone rang.

Hearing the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone, He Tingyu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Yuan Gungun couldn't convince He Tingyu, nor could he force Mu Siyin. He really couldn't stand the way they got along, so he was so confused that he left Sicily without seeing anything and returned to Ancheng.

But going back doesn't mean that she approves of He Tingyu's thoughts in her heart.

Swearing is indispensable...

"mom."

Yuan Gungun called him every once in a while to find fault with He Tingyu, because he didn't like anything about him.

Deep down in her heart, she actually agreed with what He Xiao said. The strong-willed melon is not sweet. She really let Yinyin marry Tingyu under such circumstances, which only made Yinyin more bitter in the end.
Chapter completed!