Hearing the word "wife," Tian Xingyun's smile froze and gradually disappeared.
She really wanted to say that they were already divorced and had promised to keep their distance.
But today, they had spent so much time together, breaking the promise to keep distance.
Huo Shaohua saw her lack of smile and thought it was because she was shy and embarrassed.
His joke was a bit excessive, but it was also the truth.
The store clerk wrapped up the dresses. After paying, he carried the child in one arm and held several bags in the other as he walked out of the store.
Tian Xingyun, feeling down, followed behind, while Huo Shaohua sighed helplessly.
This woman was really thin-skinned, getting angry over a casual joke.
As they passed a children's clothing store, his gaze was drawn to the parent-child outfits in the display window.
Looking at the parent-child outfits, he could already imagine the three of them wearing them together.
