Qiao Momo was always Qin Yu's favorite child.

"Momo, sit down. I'll make drinks and desserts for you."

Qin Yu let go of Qiao Momo, wiped her eyes, and added, "You haven't had the food I cooked for a long time, have you?"

Qiao Momo nodded vigorously.

He missed the food cooked by Xiaoyu much.

Qiao Momo thought the food cooked by Xiaoyu was the best in the world, and no chef in Qiao Palace could compare with her.

Later, Qin Yu brought strawberry milk and small cakes for Qiao Momo.

Qiao Momo had them eagerly and with great speed.

Qin Yu patted Qiao Momo's back and said, "Momo, eat slowly."

Qiao Momo raised his head with some milk on his lips. "I can't. The food cooked by you is so delicious."

Qin Yu put on a faint smile.

Strangely, when she heard that Qiao Momo was coming, she thought it would be embarrassing for her to meet him.

But when Qin Yu saw Qiao Momo, she found that she was wrong.

There was no gap between them, and they were still so intimate.

After Qiao Momo finished eating, Qin Yu brought a cup of warm water to him. "Momo, have some water."

After drinking the warm water, Qiao Momo lowered his head and whispered, "Xiaoyu, you are so kind to me. I'm sorry to misunderstand you."

"Silly boy," Qin Yu stroked Qiao Momo's head and said, "what are you talking about?"

Qiao Momo's eyelashes trembled violently. "At that time, I trusted her without believing you."

After saying that, Qiao Momo lowered his head again.

Qin Yu knew that Qiao Momo was being guilty.

She also knew that he was talking about Liu Qingqing.

Qin Yu sighed.

She said, "Momo, I have never blamed you. You were deceived and thought she was your mother. It's not your fault at all. That woman should be the one to be blamed. It's not your fault."

"Really?"

"Yes," Qin Yu answered Qiao Momo affirmatively.

Although Qin Yu didn't know if Qiao Momo, a little child, could understand her, she spoke what she thought, "Momo, don't punish yourself with others' mistakes. You did nothing wrong."

Qiao Momo said nothing.

Qin Yu continued, "Momo, are you full? What else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Qiao Momo shook his head and said, "Xiaoyu, I don't want to eat. I just want to have a chat with you."

"Okay, let's talk," Qin Yu replied.

Qiao Momo plucked up the courage and said, "Xiaoyu, you just said that you didn't blame me. Could you not blame daddy?"

Qin Yu paused.

Not blame Qiao Shaoting?

She smiled bitterly.

That was impossible.

Qiao Momo was just a child who knew nothing and had no ability to distinguish right and wrong. It was natural for him to trust his mother.

But Qiao Shaoting was an adult with discerning ability.

Qin Yu and Qiao Shaoting had been together for a long time and had deep feelings for each other, but Qiao Shaoting confused right and wrong. It was okay that he didn't trust her at all, but he even drove her out of the North and never allowed her to come back.

How could Qin Yu forget such a matter?

How could Qin Yu not blame Qiao Shaoting?

"Momo, let's stop talking about your father, okay?" Qin Yu asked softly.

"But Xiaoyu, since you left, Dad has been living a hard life." Qiao Momo was close to tears. "He is depressed every day."

Qin Yu looked away and said nothing.

Qiao Momo held Qin Yu's hand and continued, "Xiaoyu, can you stop hating daddy?"

Qiao Momo's pleading made Qin Yu want to cry.

She remembered that every time she chatted with Qiao Momo, he would speak ill of Qiao Shaoting and think Qiao Shaoting was a devil.

But now, Qiao Momo begged Qin Yu for his father, which made her feel bad.

Even though Qin Yu tried her best to suppress her emotions, she choked with sobs. "Momo, don't think too much. I don't hate your father. It's just that we have returned to our own lives."

"Your father lives in the North, and I'm back to my city."

Qin Yu showed Qiao Momo around and said, "Momo, what do you think of this bakery? This is owned by my friend and me. I'm very happy now, so I won't go back to the North."

"But Xiaoyu, daddy..."

"Momo, don't mention your daddy anymore, okay?" Qin Yu interrupted Qiao Momo.

Qiao Momo bit his lip.

After the long silence, he asked in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, are you really not going back to the North? Don't you want to be with my father?"

"No, I won't," Qin Yu answered.

Hesitating for a while, Qiao Momo seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Xiaoyu, if so, my father may marry another woman."

Qiao Momo had no other choice.

He hoped that his words would make Qin Yu change her mind.

But Qiao Momo didn't expect that Qin Yu would have known it long ago.

Hearing Qiao Momo's words, Qin Yu felt relieved.

Wasn't it good for Qiao Shaoting to marry another woman?

After parting with Qin Yu, Qiao Shaoting should be with another woman and start a new life.

Qin Yu put on a big smile and said, "Momo, that's a good thing. Wish him happiness."

Qiao Momo didn't expect that Qin Yu would say that. After being stunned for a while, he stammered, "Xiaoyu, don't you feel unhappy?"

The smile on Qin Yu's face brightened. "No. That's a good thing. Why should I be unhappy? Momo, you should be happy too. Your father has found his own happiness."

Qiao Momo fell silent.

Qin Yu said nothing more.

Time passed.

Such silence made Qin Yu feel a little depressed.

She looked out of the window and said, "Momo, how about you go back to the North with Colonel Waston? I may be busy later."

In fact, Fang Panpan could handle the thing alone.

However, ever since Qiao Momo told Qin Yu that Qiao Shaoting was going to get married, she didn't know how to continue the conversation with Qiao Momo. Therefore, instead of being silent, Qin Yu had better let Qiao Momo leave.

Qiao Momo stood up.

"Well, Xiaoyu, I'm leaving now." He stared at Qin Yu's face and looked like an adult. "Take good care of yourself."

Qin Yu touched Qiao Momo's head and said, "You too. Take care of yourself."

Before Qiao Momo left, Qin Yu said, "Momo, live happily in the future and be closer to your father. You have to remember that he loves you very much."

Qiao Momo nodded vigorously.

He said, "I know, Xiaoyu. Daddy loves me very much."

(to be continued)