But this excuse was too far-fetched; Chen Momo couldn't convince herself. She wondered what kind of wondrous fate this was.
Beiming Qianye gazed at Chen Momo, a faint ache in his heart. He wondered what she had gone through all alone these past few years. The person he had been searching for was right in front of him, yet he had to keep his emotions in check. He was afraid that losing control might frighten her.
"Mommy, it smells so good! What delicious food are you making?" Sensing the silence in the air, Chen Xiaobao took the initiative to break the awkwardness. He had promised to help his uncle!
Chen Momo smiled. "Since Xiao Bao is back, Mommy will make your favorite braised fish, okay?"
Chen Xiaobao nodded happily. "Okay, thank you, Mommy!"
