An Ning listened to his request and smiled. "You finally managed to think about this issue!"
"Yeah, of course, I want to strive to be a good stepfather." Mo Ang replied.
"Send me photos of all your clothes, and then I'll tell you what to wear." An Ning directed.
Quickly, Mo Ang, like a little soldier, followed An Ning's instructions one by one.
...
Early the next morning, Mo Ang arrived at the Yu Family's house bright and early, ready to take the kids to school.
The car slowly drove into the large courtyard of the Yu Family's ancestral home, the 'beep beep' of the car horn breaking the morning silence.
Wen Rufeng, who was about to have breakfast, glanced outside. "Whose car is that? Didn't Jingxi go out? Could he be back already?"
Yu Feng knew who had arrived, his eyes visibly excited as he looked out.
Yu Ziqian, who hadn't greeted his grandmother yet, nervously glanced at his grandfather and cautiously tugged at him.
Yu Feng looked at his grandson.
