Only when Zhao Tiezhu got back to the car did he calm down a little. He and Wang Xiaolan reached such a point. Now it's better that they were destroyed by this little bastard, Mozi Letter. But who let Mo Zihan be Wang Xiaolan's son? Zhao Tiezhu can't help it at all.

After returning to Beiwan Club and having a good sleep, I felt better. After washing and dressing up Zhao Tiezhu, I drove to pick up Wang Xiaolan to work.

Wang Xiaolan always laughed intentionally or unintentionally along the way, but Mo Ziwen happened to be on the bus, which made Zhao Tiezhu very embarrassed. It was not easy...