"Where to?"

"Go backstage to see the meat."

"Together."

Rowan also got up and the two rushed backstage together.

"Pupil pupil! Dad!"

Meat dumplings were talking to their little friends. Seeing his parents with sharp eyes, they rushed over excitedly.

Rowan picked him up first and threw him in mid－air.

This is a way of celebrating between men. Claudia stood aside with a smile and the three formed a harmonious picture.

"Dad, how did I perform?"

"Very good."

With a shy smile, the meat dumplings struggled to find Claudia.

Rowan put him down, and he threw himself at his dearest mommy, hugged her waist, looked up and asked, "pupil, did I do well?"

Claudia bowed his head and kissed his little brain. "Great! Dear is the best!"

"Hey hey. The practice time is still a little short. If it were longer, I could do better."

Knowing this at an early age, Claudia touched his face with relief. "Dear, you have done very well."

"I can be better, pupil pupil, do you believe it?"

This strength is really like Rowan.

Claudia thought in a trance and said softly, "Yes, of course Mom believes you."

Albert and Wen Chenglin also came backstage and said a few words with the meat dumplings. Wen Chenglin said to Claudia, "Celebrate the success of the meat performance and have a meal together."

For him, such an active invitation is already rare.

However, it must not be the meal Albert and Martha want to participate in.

"No, my father and Aunt Ping are tired, and I have other things to do."

Wen Chenglin was rejected and was temporarily embarrassed, but if you think about it carefully, you are still impulsive to invite him.

How can they eat on one table, even for the sake of meat, I‘m afraid it is unrealistic.

Fortunately, Claudia declined such a thought.

"Well, forget it." Said a sentence, Wen Chenglin turned to leave.

Albert and Claudia looked at each other and the father and daughter smiled at each other.

Finally, the meat dumplings followed Rowan to celebrate. Claudia, Albert and Martha returned to Claudia family.

On the way, Albert and Martha have been discussing today‘s performance of meat dumplings. Only Claudia did not participate, but stared out of the window in a daze.

… …

Two days later, rowan family.

These two days, the meat dumplings have lived in rowan family.

It is said that she called, but not him, but Wen Jiazhi.

That‘s ironic.

When, compared with Wen Jiazhi, he became a more outsiders who could not be contacted.

"Knock, knock."

"Come in."

When Rowan spoke, Wu Ruo pushed the door and entered, holding the relevant documents he wanted for this quarter.

Mr. Rowan, who is in a bad mood, naturally incarnates as a workaholic.

As a result, all the people under him were spared, one by one, and worked hard.

Worse still, they have no way to ask for help now.

Because the source of Boss‘s anger is the former savior.

At 6 pm, Rowan came out of the rowan family Building and saw a figure wandering beside his car from a distance.

Before approaching, he recognized who it was.

Yes, long time no see.

As soon as Bailoran turned around, he found Rowan standing in front of him.

At that moment, her breathing stagnated and she froze.

"Why are you here?" Rowan spoke in a low voice.

Still that familiar voice, still that familiar tone.

Familiar with, Bailoran has a kind of impulse to cry.

"I, I..." Opening her mouth, her deliberate waiting was forged into a chance encounter, "I came nearby to meet a friend."

Words fall, chagrin.

Such a lame lie does not have any truth.

Rowan, however, did not intend to expose it. He nodded and was about to get on the bus.

The body precedes consciousness, and Bailoran holds his arm with both hands.

The moment I hold it, I take it back like an electric shock.

"Yes, I‘m sorry, I..."

Rowan coagulated her and she lowered her head.

Half－ring, he asked, "Do you want to get on the bus?"

Bailoran suddenly raised his head and looked at his eyes with surprise that he could not himself.