Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Ding Mo was stunned.    

"Let him improve his driving skills. He can't even beat a girl. How embarrassing!"    

Lu Yiyao twitched his lips and said sternly.    

Ding Mo felt that Ye Zichen had a proud smile at the bottom of his eyes.    

"Yes."    

Ding Mo let out a long sigh of relief and passed on the message.    

Lu Yiyao turned around in his office chair, opened his cell phone and called Lin Ange.    

At this moment, Lin Ange happened to drive the car into Qingyi Garden.    

"Little... Lu Yiyao, what's the matter? "    

"Where?"    

Lin Ange pouted her lips and whispered.    

"Can you control it?"    

"Say that again!"    

Her cold voice almost pierced Lin Ange's eardrums, scaring her.    

Never would he have expected that he would hear such a soft voice.    

He pursed his lips, took out the Car Key, opened the door and walked out, replying honestly.    

"I'm at Qingyi Garden."    

The crafty little rabbit, facing this old fox, would never dare to lie.    

"…"    

For some reason, the other party went silent.    

Lin Ange looked at Uncle Fu, who was sitting on a wheelchair, and said to the phone.    

"It's like this for now. I'll contact you when I get back."    

"Uncle Fu, why did you come out?"    

Lin Ange took off her phone from her ear, put it into her handbag and walked towards Uncle Fu.    

"Youngest Miss, you're finally back. I thought I'd never see you again before I died. "    

Uncle Fu, who sat in an electric wheelchair, cried.    

Lin Ange squatted down and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then tightly gripped his wrinkled, bark like hands.    

"Uncle Fu, don't say such a thing, I haven't done it properly for you yet?"    

Looking at Uncle Fu's pair of legs that were covered by a thin blanket, Lin Ange's eyes were covered by a layer of mist.    

Four years ago, if it hadn't been to save her, his legs wouldn't have been like this.    

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. "Youngest Miss, hurry and sit inside the house."    

"Alright."    

Lin Ange stood up and walked behind him, pushing him towards the living room.    

The garden was very clean.    

Every blade of grass, every brick, and every tile was exactly the same as Lin Ange remembered.    

Sit down.    

Uncle Fu asked Lin Ange.    

"Youngest Miss, have you gone to see the Young Master yet?"    

"Not yet. An appointment for Saturday."    

Lin Ange pursed her lips, a trace of sadness appearing on her face.    

"Alright. Youngest Miss, when you go visit the young master, tell him that I have taken care of the garden well for him, so don't worry. "    

"Yes."    

Lin Ange nodded, her eyes filled with boundless guilt.    

"Uncle Fu, thank you. If it wasn't for you, Uncle and I …"    

"Youngest Miss, what are you saying? It is my duty to take care of you and Young Master. Back then, if it wasn't for old master, I probably would have … "Cough, cough …"    

Uncle Fu was a little moved. Then, he started to cough intensely.    

Lin Ange took a thicker blanket from the sofa and covered him, then poured him a cup of warm water.    

At night.    

Lin Ange didn't return to the Sunlight Century but chose to rest instead.    

Uncle Fu was very happy.    

In recent years, apart from Nanny Wang, who was washing clothes and cooking, and another servant, there had never been a fourth person in the garden.    

It was very empty.    

When Lin Ange returned, it was naturally quite a lively scene.    

Uncle Fu instructed Nanny Wang to change into a new blanket for Lin Ange.    

Lin Ange had just finished her shower. She pushed open the wooden window and looked at the sky, tears flowing uncontrollably down her face.    

Four years.    

She had long since learned to endure, to restrain the true emotions in her heart.    

Returning to this place, however, he was unable to control his emotions. Those beautiful memories flooded into his mind.    

The loving words of his grandparents rang out in his ears.    

"Ge'er, run slowly. Be careful not to fall …"    

"Ge'er, does it hurt or not? Come on, Grandfather will help you …"    

"Ge'er, look, the bamboo dragonfly Grandpa made for you, is it beautiful …"    

"Ge'er, your grandma made your favorite wintersweet. Come quickly and try it …"    

At this moment, his mother, Helan Jing, would always quietly watch him from the side. No matter how hard Lin Ange tried, she couldn't forget the gentle light in her eyes.    

The events of the past would never come back. These wonderful things could only be carved into the depths of his soul, never to return.    

Ring, ring, ring.    

The phone on the table rang.    

Lin Ange didn't want to answer, but when she saw the number on it, she couldn't help but tap on the screen and press the answer button.    

"Lu Yiyao, what now?"    

"What's the matter with you?"    

Her crying voice was a little hoarse. Lu Yiyao immediately recognized it.    

"Nothing?"    

Lin Ange cleared her throat and pretended to be relaxed.    

"Come out."    

The low, clear, and cold voice was filled with a domineering and forceful tone.    

"Hmm? I'm not at home. "    

Lin Ange explained in a low voice.    

"I know."    

The three words that came out of Lu Yiyao's mouth made Lin Ange widen her eyes in shock.    

"You know? You... "You shouldn't be here …"    

"Lin Ange, I'll give you five minutes. If you don't come out soon, I'll be coming in."    

"Ah!    

Lin Ange couldn't help but shout out as she hurriedly covered her mouth, feeling a slight pain on her forehead.    

"Lu Yiyao, I'm sleeping now, can you tell me over the phone if you have something to say?"    

"No."    

The other party answered straightforwardly.    

Lin Ange bit her lower lip and almost swore.    

"Four minutes fifty seconds …"    

Lu Yiyao reminded her at an appropriate speed.    

"Got it, I'll be right out."    

Annoyed, Lin Ange hung up the phone.    

This Lu Yiyao was insane. What was he doing here at this time?    

However …    

If she didn't go out, he might really knock on the door and enter.    

She didn't want Uncle Fu to know.