Her voice was mumbled, and Lu Yinfeng didn't catch what she said, so he pressed, "What did you say?"
Lu Zhu shook her head, her gaze deep, "Nothing, Auntie, please take me home. I want to go home."
Lu Yinfeng sighed softly.
She told herself, don't rush, take it slow.
Children are not like kittens or puppies that can be tied to oneself with a string.
It was still early, so she took Lu Zhu to a children's amusement park once more.
It seemed Lu Zhu had never played with these things before; she watched for a long time and only rode on the merry-go-round briefly.
Lu Yinfeng watched her and took many photos with her phone.
Finally, she and Little Dewdrop started creating some new memories.
Due to Lu Zhu's strong insistence, Lu Yinfeng ultimately brought Lu Zhu back to Luo Xueshu.
At the entrance of the manor villa, Luo Xueshu looked at Lu Zhu with eyes void of maternal affection, only filled with the triumphant pleasure of trampling a hated foe underfoot.