Yan Qin just took advantage of the loophole.

Yan Qin shook his head: "I must bear the responsibility for the things I did wrong, and these are just some lessons in my life. Nursery rhyme, don't misunderstand Brother Lu, he is neither a playboy nor a treacherous person, he is just...

He values ​​his career more than his family. He has never suffered setbacks and never takes relationships seriously until you divorce him. You can... give him a chance."

"Did he call you?"

"No, Brother Lu didn't call me. It was me who wanted to call you and apologize before the New Year. It was also a break with the past. I have to pay the price for my absurdity and impulsiveness before."

"You don't have to apologize to me." Tong Yao said calmly.

"But I still hope you can accept my apology."

"I accept."

"Thanks."

Tongyao never felt that Yan Qin had caused any substantial harm to her.

Her marriage to Wen Lu was originally like paper, so what did Yan Qin and Shu Mo mean?

Without saying anything else, Tongyao hung up the phone.

It snowed again last night, and the ground was covered in white.

The Tong family put on new red lanterns and lanterns, and the windows were decorated with cheerful window grilles.

Her rabbit jumped happily around in the cage, and nursery rhyme looked out the window, with a calm light in her eyes.

…

Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it’s New Year’s Eve.

In the early morning of New Year's Eve, there was a mist, and the treetops outside were covered with white frost flowers and rime, which were crystal clear. At first glance, they were all white.

This is the first New Year that nursery rhyme has returned to Luancheng after many years. The customs here are completely different from those in Ancheng.

Early in the morning, after having breakfast, Tong Yao went to the ancestral hall with her grandfather. When she came back, the servants at home had already posted red couplets everywhere.

It's cold outside, and nursery rhyme prefers to sit at home.

She was helping out at home with a big belly. At about ten o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of Tong's courtyard.

A servant went to open the door. When the door opened, the servant was stunned.

A father and a son, one old and one young.

Both of them were tightly wrapped. The man was wearing a black down jacket, hat and scarf, holding the child with one hand.

The little baby was wrapped like a fat penguin, with only his big black eyes exposed, and he stood obediently next to his father.

The servant naturally recognizes this man, my uncle.

But isn't he hospitalized? Also, who is this child?

The servant didn't dare to make the decision himself, so he went into the house to look for nursery rhymes.

After hearing the nursery rhyme, she felt something in her heart. She immediately ran out and opened the door. Across the large courtyard, she saw the father and son standing at the open door.

Mo Mo! It’s Mo Mo!

Wen Lu actually brought Mo Mo!

It’s been a long, long time since Tong Yao saw Mo Mo!

Her nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.

Before she could move forward, Mo Mo let go of Wen Lu's hand, stepped on her snow boots and ran towards the nursery rhyme: "Mom, mom, mom..."

The sun spreads down from the sky and shines on the little one.

Although all the snow in the yard had been swept away, the ground was slippery, and before she could reach the nursery rhyme, the little one fell down with a "plop". She was stunned at first, but within a few seconds she started to cry.

Nursery Rhyme's heart tightened and she walked over nervously.

But she walked slowly, and before she could pass by, Wen Lu picked up the little one from the ground.

"Don't cry, Mo Mo." Wen Lu coaxed and wiped his hands for him.
Chapter completed!