But now, Wen Tian was different.

Wen Tian was her mother.

Pei Shaomu was her father.

Diudiu got the missed motherly and fatherly love all at once.

This made her heart swell with emotions.

Not knowing what to say, Diudiu could only nod her head forcefully. ...

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

Diudiu fell asleep.

Wen Tian carefully got out of bed.

She had been accompanying Diudiu.

She told Diudiu a fairy tale before she slept.

Diudiu was already in elementary school.

At this age, children no longer needed parents to tell fairy tales or even accompany them to sleep before bedtime.

But Wen Tian knew that Diudiu had been alone when she still needed her parents to accompany her to sleep and read her bedtime stories.

She had never enjoyed this.

She never knew how a normal child grew up.

A normal child should grow up with the love of her parents and under their care.

Not like Diudiu, who grew up alone.

That's why Wen Tian wanted to make up for Diudiu.

Even though Diudiu was already so old.

Wen Tian wanted to make up for what Diudiu once lacked, little by little.

Obviously, Diudiu liked it.

Even after she fell asleep, her mouth moved and she mumbled in her sleep, "Mom, I like you so much."

There were no lights on in the bedroom.

But by the light of the moon, Wen Tian could see Diudiu's face.

Diudiu was sleeping soundly.

Even her eyelashes did not flutter a bit.

The more Wen Tian looked at her, the happier she was.

She felt that Diudiu really looked like her and Pei Shaomu.

Diudiu almost inherited all their merits.

How could she not see it?

Because Diudiu was too dark and too thin.

Diudiu's long-time poor family and her inhumane foster mother had made her almost deformed.

That's why she never saw that Diudiu looked like her and Pei Shaomu.

Her throat felt tight.

She murmured, "Diudiu, mommy promises you that you will be raised beautiful and healthy, so that you can return to the way you should be." ...

Leaving Diudiu's bedroom, Wen Tian closed the door.

Pei Shaomu waited at the door.

"She is asleep?" Pei Shaomu lowered his voice.

Wen Tian nodded her head.

They walked to the living room.

Thinking of Diudiu, Wen Tian curled up her lips, "Diudiu is so good, so good that it makes my heart ache a little."

A smile flashed across Pei Shaomu's black eyes.

Obviously, Pei Shaomu was also glad that Diudiu was the daughter they lost.

After learning that Pei Tian was not their daughter.

Pei Shaomu had wondered where their daughter had gone.

Whether she was still alive.

If she was alive, what she would look like.

Fortunately, their daughter was still alive.

Not only was she alive, but she was very cute, very understanding and very well behaved.

Pei Shaomu couldn't help but murmur, "Wen Tian, God bless us."

Wen Tian couldn't stop nodding her head.

Wasn't it?

God was blessing them!

God knows how anxious Wen Tian was when she learned that Diudiu had been given to a prostitute.

She was afraid, afraid that her daughter had become a bad person!

But luckily not!

Diudiu simply fit all her imagination about her daughter!

Wen Tian had been distressed because Pei Tian was so arrogant!

But now, with Diudiu, it was as if all her troubles had disappeared!

Diudiu!

She liked this daughter so much!