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Along the way, Nian Nian didn't speak.

Seeing Li Nianyu's depressed look, Lao Zhou really had a headache.

The young master who was clamoring for him to tell stories last night, why did he look like this again today.

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"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Lao Zhou asked cautiously, "Did Mr. Li say something to you on the way back just now?"

Li Nianyu looked slightly stunned. Did Huahua make his father angry?

He shook his head and said nothing.

When Lao Zhou saw this, he didn't ask any more questions.

He knew that if Li Nianyu didn't want to talk about things, it would be useless no matter how many times he asked.

Back home, Li Nianyu sat on the sofa alone, watching TV in a daze.

"Uncle Zhou, when will dad come back?" He looked at Lao Zhou and asked.

Having felt the family affection from Qiao Yuyue, he has begun to look forward to seeing his father every day.

Lao Zhou glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It should be almost soon. Mr. Li is very busy recently. You go up and rest first. I will call you when Mr. Li comes back."

Li Nianyu nodded and went upstairs obediently.

Lao Zhou looked at Li Nianyu's back and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

This was the first time that the young master asked him when Mr. Li would come back. He had never cared about this before.

He had watched Li Nianyu grow up and knew that although this child looked indifferent on the surface, he actually longed for family affection in his heart.

Time passed little by little, and Li Nianyu didn't wait until Uncle Zhou called him.

He sat on the bed, playing with the toys in his hands boredly, feeling a little disappointed.

"Uncle Zhou, hasn't dad come back yet?" He ran downstairs and looked at Lao Zhou and asked.

Lao Zhou was sorting things in the living room. When he heard Li Nianyu's words, he raised his head and looked at Li Nianyu's expectant eyes, and his heart softened.

"Young Master, Mr. Li has an important meeting today and may come back late." He said softly.

When Li Nianyu heard this, he lowered his head in disappointment.

He knows that his father is very busy, but he still hopes that his father can spend more time with him.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

A cartoon was playing on the TV, but Li Nianyu had no intention of watching it.

His heart was filled with thoughts and expectations for his father.

Lao Zhou couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he looked at Li Nianyu's appearance.

He knew that this child had lacked the company of his parents since he was a child. Although he looked strong on the surface, he was actually very fragile inside.

He walked to sit next to Li Nianyu and patted him gently on the shoulder.

"Young master, can I tell you a story to sleep with?"

Li Nianyu shook his head, he didn't have this habit.

Lao Zhou looked slightly stunned. The young master who insisted on telling him a story yesterday, why didn't he need it today?

Does a child's personality change so quickly?

Lao Zhou looked at Li Nianyu and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He knew that Li Nianyu had been a sensible child since he was a child and rarely made any requests.

But yesterday, he suddenly asked him to tell him a story, which surprised Lao Zhou.

And today, he suddenly rejected his proposal, which made Lao Zhou even more confused.

"Young Master, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Lao Zhou asked worriedly.

Li Nianyu shook his head and said nothing.

It wasn't that he wasn't feeling well, he was just feeling a little down.

He returned to his room and called Qiao Mihua.

"Hey, Niannian, what's wrong?" Qiao Mihua's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Li Nianyu felt even more sad when he heard Qiao Mihua's voice.

"Is your mother back?"

When Qiao Mihua heard Li Nianyu's question, she immediately replied, "Not yet."

Li Nianyu didn't speak anymore, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Huahua, mom is back." Qiao Yuyue's voice came from the other side of the phone.

Nian Nian's expression was slightly stunned, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

This voice full of love...

Huahua quickly hung up the phone to avoid being discovered by her mother.

Li Nianyu stared at the hung up phone, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He remembered the bowl of noodles last night.

The bland taste has always been imprinted in his memory.

"Mom!" Qiao Mihua jumped into her mother's arms.

She has been with her mother for as long as she can remember.

The night she slept at Li's house last night, not to mention how much she missed her mother.

"Ouch." Qiao Yuyue was amused by Qiao Mihua's behavior, "Why are you so excited after not seeing her for a day?"

Qiao Mihua let go of Qiao Yuyue and laughed: "I just missed you!"

This is her daughter.

The taciturn look yesterday really made her feel strange.

But she really couldn't figure out what was going on with this child.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Qiao Mihua said while looking at Qiao Yuyue.

Although the Li family's meals are sumptuous.

But to her, it's not as delicious as her mother's.

"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Yuyue touched Qiao Mihua's head with a doting look on her face.

"Noodles!" Qiao Mihua answered directly without even thinking about it.

"Didn't you just eat it yesterday?" Qiao Yuyue frowned.

Huahua, this child, usually eats whatever she eats. If she eats it on the first day, she will never eat it again the next day.

So there are never any leftovers in their house.

But she wanted to eat the noodles she just ate yesterday, and she wanted to eat them again today. This was really not her temperament.

Qiao Mihua looked at Qiao Yuyue, blinked her eyes, and said innocently: "I just want to eat it. Mom's noodles are the most delicious!"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nianyu actually ate the noodles made by his mother.

In her opinion, the noodles made by her mother are the most delicious!

"Then you go and wait." Qiao Yuyue washed her hands and walked into the kitchen.

Qiao Mihua sat obediently at the dining table, waiting for Qiao Yuyue's noodles.

After a while, Qiao Yuyue came over with steaming noodles.

Qiao Mihua quickly picked up the chopsticks and started eating with big mouthfuls.

"Yeah! Mom's cooking is delicious!" She couldn't help but praise.

But as soon as I said it, I realized something was wrong.

She lowered her head and did not look into Qiao Yuyue's eyes.

Despite this, Qiao Yuyue still noticed something was wrong.

"Have you ever eaten food cooked by others?" she asked with tight eyes.

Qiao Mihua raised her head and looked at Qiao Yuyue, her eyes a little evasive.

"No...no." She stammered.

Qiao Yuyue looked at Qiao Mihua's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

She always felt that she was obviously hiding something.

"Oh, I'm just feeling emotional." She said with a smile.

Qiao Mihua knew that Qiao Yuyue had delicate thoughts, but she must not let her know about this matter.