Stop, We Have Broken Up - C32

Chapter XXXII

As usual, Mo Anyu called Watermelon to go to bed the moment eight o’clock arrived.

In addition, he had been guarding Watermelon every night for the past two days, so he had long since suppressed his worries and decided to keep his appointment after hesitating for a bit.

In the end, Mo Anyu had only left for ten minutes, when he woke up from his dream.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, Watermelon touched the back of his head, and climbed down from the bed with a straight face. He searched the entire room but didn’t find Mo Anyu, causing him to instantly panic.

“Uncle?” “Uncle!” In a panic, Watermelon picked up the phone. He pressed a button, wanting to dial Bai Yu’s number, but the other party had turned off.

Eggs ran over and slanted his head to look at Watermelon.

Watermelon curled up on the sofa. His heart was even more afraid of staying in the empty living room.

On the other side, Song Shilin placed the processed documents into a drawer, picked up his jacket and left the office.

As the boss, Song Shilin had already worked overtime for more than half a month, and tonight was the first day he would be able to get off work.

“Ding!” The elevator door opened.

When Song Shilin walked out, the sharp aura around him made people submit.

Standing on the small stool, Watermelon who was looking through the peephole in the door lit up, using the back of his hand to wipe his red eyes, he opened the door and was about to rush out, grabbing onto Song Shilin’s thigh and crying: “Uncle Song, I can’t find Papa!”

Song Shilin, who was hugged tightly by the thigh, froze. After reacting, his low voice carried a sense of comfort, “Watermelon?”

With that said, Song Shilin bent over and picked up Watermelon, and carried the child into Bai Yu’s house.

Eggs stood at the door of the toilet, his bean-like little eyes filled with killing intent. However, for some reason, he did not dare to run over.

“Uncle Song, can you take me to see Papa?” Watermelon hugged Song Shilin’s neck with tears in his eyes.

Song Shilin, who once again felt the tears of a child, was as caught off guard as the rain in June, he did not speak. He held the child in one hand and picked up his phone with the other, dialing Bai Yu’s number.

“Hello, the number you have dialed is turned off …”

“Where’s the Mo Anyu who took care of you?” Song Shilin patted the child’s back. If there was a third person present at the moment, he would definitely be able to see the anger that was flickering in the child’s eyes.

“Uncle Mo’s gone …”

Watermelon suddenly felt Song Shilin grabbing onto his arm even more tightly. Not only did he not scream out in pain, he stuck even more closely to the other party – this kind of hug gave this child a sense of security.

“What do you want to do now?” Song Shilin looked at the empty house and said.

Watermelon made a sound, and after a long while, she finally said in a low voice, “I want to sleep with Uncle Song, I’m afraid.”

Song Shilin was silent for a moment, and unexpectedly agreed to the child’s request.

Mo Anyu looked at his watch and said: “It’s getting late, I’ll be going back first.”

His good friend suddenly pulled Mo Anyu back, and said: “You’ve only been back for an hour, are you going to become a good man or woman?! “No, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. I’ll definitely roam the entire night tonight!”

Mo Anyu was still a little worried about the child in the house, but after being persuaded by his good friend, he picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Forget it, that child did not have the habit of waking up at night. It would be meaningless to go back now, so it would be better to stay and have a good time.

Mo Anyu very quickly forgot about Watermelon.