"Mom and Dad, you're here. Why don't you come in?" Tang Yue was about to take the kids to buy groceries when she opened the door and saw Meng Jin and Mo Xiaolin standing at the entrance. Mo Xiaolin's eyes were a bit red, and Meng Jin didn't look very good.
"Mom and Dad, did you have a fight?"
Before Tang Yue could say more, Zaozao and Chenchen ran over excitedly, saying, "Grandpa, Grandma."
"Slow down you two." Mo Xiaolin watched the two adorable kids, her eyes growing even redder.
Tang Yue stood aside, her heart sinking.
Mo Xiaolin led the two children inside, and Tang Yue, filled with apprehension, poured them hot tea. She said, "Zaozao, Chenchen, go play while I talk with Grandpa and Grandma."
"But Grandpa, when is Dad coming back? I miss him." Chenchen, always sweet, leaned into Meng Jin's arms, saying in a sweet voice, "I drew a picture. I want to give it to Dad."
