Luka stared at her and held out a hand and waved.
It was not until Violet's car was out of sight that he reluctantly withdrew his eyes.
The old Mrs. Johnson looked at him and deliberately asked, "Luka, do you like Auntie Violet?"
Luka nodded vigorously.
The old Mrs. Johnson's eyes flashed, "Why do you like her?"
Why do you like her?
Luka cocked her little head, thinking.
Probably because, she gave him a very intimate feeling.
"Luka, grandma also likes her very much, and wants her to grow up with Luka in the future. Do you think it's good?"
The old Mrs. Johnson didn't wait for Luka's reply and continued to bait.
Luka glanced at her loving face, hesitated for a moment and slowly dropped his little head.
Dad said this was his home, and he will live here from now on.
At first he was scared because it was all strangers and mommy was not there.
But his great-grandmother was very good to him, and his aunt and uncle here will also play with him.
Unlike before, when he was all alone in the house with his nanny and his mommy was rarely seen.
He liked it better than his old life.
He may be small, but that didn't mean he didn't understand anything.
Did Grandma mean that she wanted Auntie Violet to be his mommy in the future?
A bit of a tangle.
He liked Violet a lot, because she had more of the smell of mommy on her!
But if Violet became his own mommy, what about his real mommy?
The old Mrs. Johnson, seeing that the little one's head was hanging down and not talking, reached out and touched his soft hair.
"There's no rush. Let's think slowly."
There will be ample time and she trusted her decision.
......
Violet went to the Palace Hotel because the crew temporarily occupied the space for a few scenes.
Stepping into this hotel again, thinking about the experience four years ago, Violet exhaled and pushed down all her thoughts.
It was all in the past and she didn't want to hate the man who changed her life.
Because at least she had a lovely daughter as a result.
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