Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Shen Rongche looked at the little guy with some puzzlement, "You need to give me a good reason."

He knew how much Zhang Mo'er longed for their child not to leave.

As for the twists and turns, when did Zhang Mo'er give birth to the child, and why Zhang Mo'er didn't have the slightest impression of the little guy, Shen Rongche didn't have time to get to the bottom of it, so he had to ask Yu Sheng for everything.

Now he only thought that their family would be reunited, which was already extremely difficult.

The little guy became calm, and he said to Shen Rongche seriously: "My illness may not last a year, and I will die soon, do you want her to experience that pain again?"

Shen Rongche was silent, the little guy was right, but is it really advisable to keep Zhang Mo'er's words all the time?
What's more, Houjuan will always appear in front of people. If Zhang Mo'er sees Houjuan, she will definitely guess that the little guy is her child, so what should she do then?

In the end, Shen Rongche still shook his head, "I disagree, she has the right to know, your illness, I will definitely do my best."

The little guy had a sullen face, a little puzzled, "No, then didn't I hide her for so long for nothing?"

"Boy, do you think you have the right to negotiate with me?"

The little guy had no choice but to say, "I'm giving you an opinion with good intentions, who wants to negotiate with you?"

"Then listen to me, she will be very happy."

"What are you going to tell her?"

asked the little one.

Shen Rongche was momentarily at a loss for words.

The little guy smiled, "Can't you think of it? I think it's better not to tell her, and we'll talk about it when the time comes. Isn't it good now? When you find a way to save me, you can tell Mo'er."

Shen Rongche was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

"Ok."

The little guy smiled contentedly.

Seeing the little guy's smile, Shen Rongche's heart warmed up a bit. This kid is his son, and he's already grown up.

He never thought that he would have a son?
Because in his imagination, his and Zhang Mo'er's child must be a girl, cute and cute like wheat.

But now that the little guy with a big fart is right in front of his eyes, he will feel amazing.

Sometimes he also felt very guilty. He missed at least three years of the little guy's growth.

If it wasn't for Hou Juan this time, he might have been kept in the dark.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The little guy found it strange to see Shen Rongche staring at him with a weird smile on his lips.

Shen Rongche touched the little guy's head with his big hand, and sighed: "It seems that another son is not bad."

The little guy curled his lips proudly, "That's because your son is me, do you think anyone can be your son?"

"Why are you so narcissistic?"

Shen Rongche was speechless.

"Then you have to ask yourself, I have a high probability of genetics."

The two started bickering again.

Zhang Mo'er knocked on the door, then opened it and walked in.

"What are you two talking about? So long?"

The expressions of the two changed, and then returned to normal.

The little guy came to his senses first, and said to Zhang Mo'er with a smile, "I'm asking Uncle Shen what interesting things happened to him."

When Shen Rongche heard the little guy calling him uncle, he immediately felt upset.

"I am your father..."

Shen Rongche thought silently in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

Zhang Mo'er looked at Shen Rongche curiously, "Did you encounter anything interesting?"

Shen Rongche squinted at the little guy, and then said to Zhang Mo'er, "I'll tell you later."

Zhang Mo'er pouted unhappily, "You are too perfunctory."

Shen Rongche laughed and hugged Zhang Mo'er, "Let the little guy tell you when the time comes."

"Mo'er, is the soup ready?"

The little guy tried to change the topic, but in fact he did successfully divert Zhang Mo'er's attention.

"That's right! It should be fine, right?"

Zhang Mo'er looked at Shen Rongche in a daze, because Shen Rongche did it in the end, and she didn't know.

Shen Rongche nodded, "Probably ok."

Zhang Mo'er nodded in relief, "Then I'll send it to Hongshuang."

"I am with you."

Shen Rongche said.

"I also need to go!"

The little guy raised his chubby hand.

"You stay at home."

"why?"

The little guy looked at Shen Rongche dissatisfied. This guy is arbitrary and very domineering. He must not learn from him in the future.

"Stay with the old man at home, he's boring."

Shen Rongche said without thinking.

Zhang Mo'er laughed and nodded, "Yes, yes, please spend more time with our old man, he likes Xiao Yi very much!"

The little guy could only nod his head.

When Zhang Mo'er and Shen Rongche arrived at the hospital, the fox was talking to Gu Hongshuang.

Gu Hongshuang seemed to be recovering well, her face was not so pale anymore.

Seeing Shen Rongche, Gu Hongshuang subconsciously felt a little nervous.

She was afraid that Shen Rongche would expose her, but seeing that Shen Rongche didn't mean that, she was a little relieved.

The fox was obviously very happy to see Shen Rongche.

"Boss, are you getting old so soon?"

Shen Rongche nodded.

The fox followed Shen Rongche out, and Zhang Mo'er poured out the soup.

Gu Hongshuang was very upset, the fox followed Shen Rongche out, wondering what Shen Rongche would tell him.

Zhang Mo'er seemed to see Gu Hongshuang's worries, and comforted with a smile: "Don't worry, he won't say anything."

"really?"

Gu Hongshuang was very uneasy.

Zhang Mo'er patted Gu Hongshuang on the shoulder, "If he wanted to tell the fox, he wouldn't accept you at first."

Gu Hongshuang was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I don't want to hide the fox either, but if the fox knows the truth, he will never forgive me, and I don't want to leave him."

"It's okay, you haven't done anything wrong, so don't take it too seriously."

Gu Hongshuang grabbed Zhang Mo'er's hand and said, "Thank you, Mo'er."

"If you are grateful, there is no need to say more. Let's drink the soup first. It is specially stewed for you."

"You did it?"

Gu Hongshuang took the bowl from Zhang Mo'er.

Zhang Mo'er smiled unnaturally.

"I did not do that."

"That must be made by Aunt Tian, ​​it tastes very good."

Gu Hongshuang took a sip and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Mo'er said awkwardly, "Ah Che actually did it."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Hongshuang choked.

"Are you serious?"

Shen Rongche actually made soup for her?
Zhang Mo'er nodded, "It's okay, you don't mind, just think it was me who made it, because at the beginning Xiao Yi and I were studying how to make soup in the kitchen, but we couldn't do it later, Ah Che guessed that we burned the kitchen, so we made it Made it easy."

For some reason, after knowing that Shen Rongche made the soup, Gu Hongshuang felt that the soup tasted wrong.

She quickly put down the bowl, and asked Zhang Mo'er to drink with her.

"Hurry up and have a drink too."

Zhang Mo'er laughed, "Do you want me to test it for you to see if it's poisonous?"