"Mhm."
Xu Xiaozhi suddenly asked curiously, "Mom, why doesn't Dad live with you?"
"Uh..."
Fu Baoying said, "He's busy with work. He has other important things to do."
"It's okay, I remember Dad's phone number."
Xu Xiaozhi said, "When I get home, I'll call Dad and ask him to come back and keep you company."
Fu Baoying was left speechless.
By the time they got home, Xu Xiaozhi had already fallen asleep in the car.
Fu Baoying carried her all the way to her princess-like bedroom and gently laid her down.
On Hong Kong Island, where every inch of land is worth a fortune, being able to own such a large apartment in Central—over a hundred square meters—was already a mark of great success.
It could even be described as a luxury home.
She truly treated Xu Xiaozhi as her own daughter.
She wouldn't be having any other children in the future.
Because she had been checked long ago, and the doctor told her the chances of her becoming a mother were almost zero.
