Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

"Oh, my fault, I was careless."

Lan Qichen pushed Haagen-Dazs in front of Ning Ning and asked with a loving look on his face: "Kid, can you give me some advice for dad, how can you win back your mommy's heart?"

Lan Shining took a small taste of the ice cream and was about to speak when he glanced up at Bai Ning.

She stood not far from them, looking here with a smile in her eyes, as if she was watching a good show.

"Shh!"

The little guy winked wildly and whispered: "Dad, I can't help you with this matter right now, so don't worry about it anymore. Mommy is watching us!"

From the change in Bai Ning's face when she mentions Lan Qichen every day, we can see how much she hates this name.

Lan Shining wisely stopped mentioning his father, and the lives of mother and son gradually became calmer.

The little guy is really smart, pretending to let nature take its course, and plotting behind his back to bring his parents back together, and he can handle both ends perfectly.

Lan Qichen turned around and met Bai Ning's cold eyes. Her expression was indifferent. Sitting alone in the lively banquet hall, she looked like a flower on a high mountain. She was untainted by the world and her aloof temperament was particularly eye-catching. .

The two people's eyes met, and she didn't dodge, she just looked at him indifferently, her picturesque eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as the living Guanyin.

Lan Qichen suddenly lost consciousness. It had been a long time since she had appeared in front of him in such a dress as today. Her fair and tender skin was a little warmer and softer under the light above her head. He actually felt like going up to her and hugging her tightly. pregnant impulse.

"Dear guests, we will play a game with everyone later through a public lottery. The person who draws the number 8 has to do something for his lover, understand?"

The sound of the banquet host's microphone brought Lan Qichen's thoughts back to reality. He woke up instantly, and when he looked again, she was no longer there.

He felt empty in his heart, and looked through the crowd anxiously to find her figure, but to no avail.

"Do you hate me so much that you won't even show your face?"

Lan Qichen was in a low mood and was not in the mood to play games at all. He just randomly took a piece of paper for the lottery and sat slumped aside in a daze.

"Dad, Mommy drew the number 5, and I drew the number 19. What's yours?"

Lan Shining's innocent milky voice came. Lan Qichen turned his head when he heard the sound and found that Bai Ning was behind him.

She didn't raise her head to look at him at all. The reason why she was willing to sit in this position was to take care of Ning Ning.

She cared about the child, not him.

"Right now, I haven't looked at it yet."

Despite this, Lan Qichen still felt satisfied.

Just sitting next to her and taking a sneak look at her made him feel extremely happy.

Such cautious love is like a young boy's ignorant first love.

When he opened the note, he saw that the "lucky number 8" happened to be in Lan Qichen's hands.

"Um...mine is the number 8."

At the same time, the host turned up the volume and asked the audience: "Let me see the numbers in everyone's hands. Who will be the lucky one?"

Lan Qichen was speechless. It could be seen from his frown that he didn't want to be the lucky one.

Everyone was very interested in playing the game, and the atmosphere in the banquet hall was enthusiastic, which made a lucky man named Lan feel more and more uncomfortable.

Lan Shining raised his hand: "Uncle, the number 8 is in my father's hand!"

As the milky childish voice called, all eyes in the audience focused on Lan Qichen.

The host smiled and invited: "Sir, please come to the center of the stage!"

The four people applauded suddenly, and Lan Shining danced happily: "Dad, I'm optimistic about you!"

The little guy threw him a wink, grinning widely, his eyes turning into crescent moons.