Mo Zhen was a bit upset. He was so excited to meet his wife that he even threw away his work to come here. He forced Assistant Jennifer to do all his work for him. And now here they were, hiding themselves in a tree and secretly observing their son. What could be more unromantic than this? He felt as though a bucket of cold water was thrown at him, acting as a reality check.
Mo Zhen glanced at his busy, excited wife. Her camera was shuttering nonstop. He couldn't take it anymore and hugged his wife. Ma Rui was startled. "Wha-what's wrong?"
My father let me borrow his second child notebook. It's slow and has quite some problems, but I used it when I first started writing Handome CEO's Darling Wife. I used it almost a year. It's nostalgic but it was faster before.