ng Yuxuan, “…”"I just don't get it!" Zhong Yuxuan scratched his head helplessly, "What happened between you and Xiang Wan two years ago"For a lawyer with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, it's ago...After saying that, she walked into the room, carrying a breakfast bag in her hand, and handed it to Feng Mu. "Here you go, I remember your unshakable four-item breakfast before. The taste here is pretty good, give it a try."

Feng Mu took the breakfast, but his deep gaze remained fixed on her face.

His voice was low and magnetic, "Do you still remember my habits"

"I…" Menglan bit her lip tightly, her palms clenched into fists.

Yes, she actually... still remembered Feng Mu's habits.

Five years had passed, and she had originally thought that by erasing all her love for Feng Mu, she could simply sweep the past under the rug.

But the truth is, some habits are deeply ingrained and not something we readily think about unless reminded. Once brought to mind, they pierce our hearts like a knife.

At this thought, Meng Lan's eyes filled with dejection.

"I don't remember. I only found out about this after asking Chen Yi specifically, and the breakfast was just something Li Zong ordered me to buy." Menglan gritted her teeth, stubbornly reminding him again, "General Feng, you mustn't forget, we are only partners."

Partnership relationships……

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a basin of cold water poured over Feng Mu's cheerful mood from earlier. His handsome face instantly darkened.

His whole body exuded a palpable rage.

In the end, he said nothing, just sat on the sofa and finished his breakfast.

Feng Mu put down his spoon and took out a few sheets of paper, slowly wiping the corners of his lips.

And Menglan went forward promptly, wiping the table clean for him.

Looking at her, Feng Mu's eyes deepened, "Sit down and have a chat"

"I'm done." Right now, Menglan just wanted to put some distance between them.

She took out a document from her bag and pushed it slowly in front of Feng Mu, reminding him in a low voice.

"This is a draft I made for this project, a set of couple's outfits and a set of parent-child outfits. Take a look first and let me know if you have any questions."

"I still have to go to work, so I won't disturb you any longer." With that, she turned and left.

Looking at her departing back, Feng Mu didn't speak to stop her, and he also knew deep down that he couldn't stop her.

He picked up the first draft on the table and read it carefully. After finishing, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Meng Lan has always been a very spirited fashion designer.

She shouldn't be buried in this small county.

……

After work, Menglan drove to the kindergarten to pick up Liu Niancheng.

She waited at the school gate for a while, but she never expected to see Xia Yihang wearing a white short-sleeved shirt walking out of the school.

He must have just finished exercising, with sweat still on his body. He was holding Liu Niancheng's hand in one hand and Jiaojiao's in the other.

"Here" Xia Yihang walked up to her, a bright smile on her face. "I thought you were busy and was going to pick Niancheng up on the way home."

"No need, Big Brother Xia." Menglan gave a grateful smile and hurriedly pulled Liu Niancheng beside her, explaining with a laugh, "I've been so busy lately, thanks to your help."

Xia Yichan raised her hand, touching the back of her head, showing a naive smile.

"Why are you being so polite to me I didn't do much to help..."

"Mommy, today is Jiajia's birthday~" At that moment, Liu Niancheng suddenly grabbed Menglan's hand and seriously opened his mouth.

Only then did Menglan calm down when she heard her son's words.

She looked up at Xia Yihang, her voice laced with surprise, "Birthday Are you serious"

"Yeah."

Xia Yihang finished speaking, chuckled lightly, "Speaking of this, I just had a hard time figuring it out. You said Jiajia wouldn't speak up, how would I, a rough man, know what she wants."

"But we didn't have that many complicated holidays when we were kids, so we just thought, let's skip it."

"No, children are different from us. There's no way we can skip it!" Menglan refuted.

She bent down, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at Jiajia. She lifted her long fingers and gently touched Jiajia's nose, saying, "Especially our Jiajia, she is such a cute little princess, how could we possibly let her birthday pass"

Don't be afraid, your father doesn't understand romance. Auntie and little brother will accompany you. Let's go to the French restaurant that JiaJia loves the most... how about it

As she listened, a blush crept onto her delicate face.

Then, she took Menglan's hand and gently pressed her hot little face against it, smiling with crinkled eyes.

It seems like they are very satisfied.

Xia Yichan saw this scene and felt helpless, "If this continues, Jiaojiao will be spoiled."

"A girl should be well-raised, you know." Meng Lan reached out and held Jiao Jiao in her arms, saying confidently, "Come on, Xia Gege, I'll treat you to a meal as a thank you for taking care of Nian Cheng these past few days."

"Okay." Xia Yihang didn't refuse, gracefully walking forward to help them open the backseat door.

He was in charge of driving ahead, and from his rearview mirror, he saw Menglan teaching the children to sing. The corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up.

Soon, they arrived at the restaurant.

Located in the World Trade Center, this French restaurant is considered one of the best in the county. It's a three-story building with lavish decor, offering open seating areas, private rooms, and even a children's area.

As soon as they arrived, the children were like they'd found their own paradise and rushed into the kids' entertainment area.

Meng Lan felt a sense of helplessness, but seeing the children happily playing, she didn't go up to stop them.

Xia Yichan chose a spot by the window, from where she could keep all the children in sight.

He soon called the waiter over, pushing the menu toward her with a smile and saying, "I don't know what to order. You understand the children's preferences better, so you go ahead."

"Okay," Menglan didn't refuse, took the menu and started ordering.

This meal was supposedly for Xia Yihan, but when it came down to ordering, it ended up being dishes that the children liked.

Soon, the food was served. Menglan went to the children's entertainment area to call the children for dinner, but after searching all around, she only saw Jiaojiao sitting on the slide.

Meng Lan hurried over and, taking her hand, gently asked her questions.

"Jiaojiao, how did you end up sitting here by yourself Where's your brother"

Hearing her words, Jiaojiao hurriedly stood up and pointed towards the bathroom with her finger, her lips slightly parted, making soft "ahh" sounds.

Meng Lan followed her gaze and immediately understood. She softly asked, "Are you trying to tell me that the young master went to the restroom"

Jiaojiao nodded vigorously and made a hand gesture: [Yeah]

Seeing this, Menglan finally felt relieved. After all, going to a restroom wouldn't cause any trouble. So, she took Jiajiao's little hand and walked towards the designated spot.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom.

Liu Niancheng had just finished using the restroom and walked out, but he kept his head down and didn't really look where he was going.

He accidentally bumped into a solid embrace with a "bang."

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