Serena rushed to hug Mike again, trying to persuade: "Mike, think about it, if your mommy can marry into a rich family, then you will be a rich young master, not only can live in a big house, and there are super toys ......"
"I'm not three years old and I don't need a big house or toys to coax me out." Mike, like a loach, slipped out of Serena's arms.
Picking up the seat in front of Evelyn and pulling it back, the little face was soft and floppy, pleasingly spreading her hands towards her -
"Eve, sit here, Mike wants a hug."
"Tch, you brat, how can't you make sense? Don't forget that the other day your mommy was away on business and I slept with you when it thundered!" Serena feigned annoyance.
Evelyn bent down to take Mike into her arms and rubbed the little guy's face.
Mike has been afraid of thunder since he was a child, and when thunder roars, he always needs someone to be with to be at peace.
"Did the thunder scare you that night?"
Mike showed an embarrassed expression, and some small defiance.
When he grows up, he won't be afraid.
"Sooner or later, I'll become a man!" He said coolly.
Evelyn rubbed the little one's hair: "Of course, it's just a matter of time, eat quickly, after eating, Mommy will give you a bath."
"Remember to take me to school tomorrow, or Mike is going to be mad." Mike wanted to be with Evelyn twenty-four hours a day, but now that he had school and she had a job, time together was getting scarce.
"Don't worry, I promised you that I would try to finish, by the way, I will take you to buy some more sets of clothes, you go to school, you have to dress beautifully."
Mike raised his jaw proudly: "My temperament determines the grade of the clothes."
Serena puffed out a laugh.
"This brat, he's nothing like his father."
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