Stop, We Have Broken Up - C28

The morning of the second day, Watermelon crawled out of bed, blankly stared at the empty room, and anxiously climbed down from the bed. Opening the door, he saw Mo Anyu standing in the middle of the living room, and asked aggrievedly: “Where is Papa?”

Mo Anyu did not move, he coldly glanced at Watermelon, and continued to play with his mobile.

To him, being able to tolerate Watermelon’s existence was already a miracle.

Watermelon cried for ten minutes before he sensed something. He started sobbing as he walked towards the bathroom.

Standing on the small stool, Watermelon struggled to put the toothbrush into his mouth. He didn’t put the toothpaste nor press the switch as he randomly brushed.

Mo Anyu leaned on the door of the toilet, ignoring the two year old’s predicament, and said indifferently: “There’s porridge on the dining table, finish washing your face, I’ll send you to school later.”

Watermelon did not turn his head around, his head lowered as he remained silent.

Mo Anyu turned and left.

Eggs who was squatting next to the toilet extended his tongue out towards Watermelon.

“Ding!” The elevator door opened.

Mo Anyu held Watermelon’s hand and walked in. Not long later, Song Shilin who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes also walked in.

Mo Anyu squinted, “President Song, what a coincidence.”

Song Shilin glanced at Mo Anyu, nodded, and turned his gaze back on Watermelon, but did not say a word.

Watermelon did not like Mo Anyu a lot, but last night, he had already promised Papa that he would help his.

Mo Anyu said: “Why is President Song staying here?”

“Close to the company.” Mo Anyu was a member of the Mo Family, so he would definitely leave some face for the other party.

Mo Anyu thoughtfully nodded, but the uneasiness and jealousy in the depths of his heart did not dissipate. Instead, it grew stronger.

When the elevator door opened, Song Shilin glanced at Watermelon, who had his head lowered from start to finish, without saying a word. In the end, without asking any questions, he lifted his leg and left.

Mo Anyu hugged Watermelon, and said gently: “Does baby like that uncle just now?”

Watermelon nodded and said: “I like it.”

Mo Anyu’s face became warmer, and his tone became gentler: “That uncle is not a good person, baby don’t like him okay?”

Watermelon opened his eyes wide: “Uncle Song is a good person!”

“But your father doesn’t like him. If you like Uncle Song, then your father won’t like you.” Mo Anyu caressed Watermelon’s hair and coaxed him.

Watermelon acknowledged, as he seemed to be absent-minded.

Mo Anyu did not mind as well. After sending Watermelon to the entrance of his class, he said that he would come and pick him up tonight before leaving.

Watermelon was depressed.

Little Fatty walked over, poked his shoulder, and pretended to be unconcerned: “Bai Yanting, where’s your father?”

“Daddy went to work.” Watermelon came to his own seat and laid on the table in a daze.

Little Fatty gave a dejected ‘oh’, and not long later, he started playing again without a care in the world.

Song Shilin watched from afar as Mo Anyu sent the child into the school. With a low and deep expression, he asked, “What’s going on with Mo Anyu?”

Secretary Chu had followed him for more than ten years, so he was very clear on the meaning behind this big boss’ words.

“Yes.” Song Shilin took out his documents, “Start driving.”

The driver seriously drove. Secretary Chu, who was sitting in the front seat, would occasionally peek at the boss in the rearview mirror, guessing if the owner was angry or not.

Song Shilin was quiet for a while. When he got off the carriage, he suddenly said: “Send people to follow the child and monitor the movements of the Mo Family.”

Secretary Chu replied. He didn’t understand why Song Shilin was so concerned with Bai Yu’s son, but due to his many years of work experience, he chose to be a mute.