Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

The policeman listening to them threatening each other: "..."

When they cops are deaf?
But with the great god Li Yaochuan around, the director can't wait to accompany him in person, how dare they say a word more?

In the end, in order to prevent the threat of the incident from rising to a higher level, the police directly took He Cheng into the confinement room.

Li Yaochuan walked towards her only after seeing He Cheng being dragged away.

After the two got into the car, Jian Qing felt the cold air pressure continuously coming from her side.

She glanced at him secretly, and asked tentatively, "Li Yaochuan, are you angry?"

Li Yaochuan gave her a cold sideways glance, and said in a low voice with a bit of anger: "You still know I'm angry? You work so late, have you ever thought that your child needs you? If you left the child alone, you might as well not Give birth to him!"

Jian Qing lowered her eyes, and a trace of self-blame flashed in her eyes: "The company is busy recently..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and a few seconds later, she rolled her lips and said, "I will definitely pay attention next time."

And you.

I will also remember.

The surrounding air pressure seems to have decreased a bit.

Jian Qing raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were shining brightly: "Today, really... Thank you for coming here."

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't dare to imagine the consequences today.

and.

He doesn't seem to care about himself at all, which means that they have further possibilities.

Li Yaochuan seemed to know what she was thinking, his face darkened, and his tone became cold again: "It's not that I want to come to you, it's that the child keeps crying, and grandma keeps calling me to urge me."

Jian Qing snorted, and looked into his eyes with a smile.

Cough, it seems that her husband is not only facial paralyzed, but also quite arrogant.

she likes!
These three words suddenly came to mind, and Jian Qing was stunned for a moment.

What was in her mind just now?
she likes……

She really fell in love with Li Yaochuan...

Will not.

After getting off the car, Jian Qing still had a calm expression on her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Li Yaochuan watched speechlessly as she was about to hit the gate, and finally couldn't help but give her a hand: "It's hard to see the road, what are you thinking?"

Jian Qing stared at his big hand holding her, and hurriedly pulled it out, a little flustered: "It's nothing."

Li Yaochuan let go of his hand in seconds, looked at her coldly and did not speak.

Coincidentally, Aunt Li heard the voice inside, came over to open the door, and was startled when she saw Jian Qing's appearance: "Oh, young mistress, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Qing shook her head: "It's okay, Aunt Li, something happened. Where's Yangyang?"

Aunt Li immediately said: "The child has been clamoring for you, young mistress, hurry up and take a look."

After entering the door, Jian Qing immediately picked up her crying son and entered the room.

As soon as Yang Yang saw her, he immediately pulled her clothes anxiously, and opened his small mouth impatiently.

Jian Qing touched his little face apologetically and distressedly, and then lifted up her clothes to feed him. After Yang Yang drank the milk, her white and tender hands grabbed her clothes and accidentally touched her wound.

Jian Qing hissed twice, and Aunt Li's exclamation sounded in her ears: "This...what's going on here? Young Mistress, why are you injured?"

Jian Qing didn't expect Aunt Li to come in suddenly, and she was a little embarrassed for a while: "Aunt Li, a little injury, it's nothing."

"No, why is this a small injury? I'll call and tell the old lady, she will definitely make decisions for you. "

"Hey, Aunt Li." Jian Qing held Aunt Li anxiously, and accidentally pulled the wound again, causing her to grin her teeth in pain: "Aunt Li, listen to me, this is my fault, it's my fault at work. I offended someone, Yaochuan has already vented her anger for me, but if grandma finds out, she will definitely blame Yaochuan. Doesn’t her old man hope that Yaochuan and I will get along well? So, Aunt Li, you can’t say anything for grandma’s sake. .”

"Young Mistress...here, Master..."

Who is Li Yaochuan, how could she not know?

If she cared about Jian Qing, how could she have that expression outside just now?

Jian Qing smiled and said: "Aunt Li, Li Yaochuan is very good and treats me very well. He went to the company to save me today, and we will get better and better. Grandma is getting old, and she just wants to see Li Yaochuan live happily. , we all want her to be happy, don't we?"

Aunt Li looked at her in embarrassment, and finally nodded: "Okay, I will listen to you, Young Mistress."

"Thank you, Aunt Li." Jian Qing felt relieved and smiled.

The tall figure standing still outside the door slowly withdrew his hand that was about to push the door, turned around and walked towards the living room.

What Jian Qing said just now had to be said, which made him stunned for a moment.

Is she thinking about him?

It's normal to accept this kind of grievance and complain to the old lady, right?

After all, he was at the police station just now and didn't say a word.

It was just a decoration.

Does she have no idea?
And why did you tell Aunt Li these things?
She knew it.

Without the old lady's help and supervision, it was impossible for him to look at her more.

A trace of complexity flashed across Li Yaochuan's eyes, he pursed his lower lip, and found the plaster from the living room.

After Aunt Li came out, he happened to find out the plaster that had been placed for a long time, and handed it to Aunt Li: "Give me the child, you put some medicine on her."

Aunt Li was slightly stunned, then smiled joyfully and said, "Okay, okay. I'll go right away."

She entered the room, took the child out, put it in his hands, and walked in with the ointment.

Occasionally, there was a sound of breathing in the room, and the woman whispered: "It hurts."

Li Yaochuan hugged the child, glanced in the direction of the room, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yang Yang was full, but his energy was surprisingly good, he tried to stand up while kicking his calves, his hands were grabbing his clothes, and his small mouth, which had not yet grown teeth, fell on his chest and gnawed.

Li Yaochuan seemed to be amused by his son's stupidity.

"Just like your mother."

He picked up his son's collar and wiped his saliva for him. Although his tone was disgusting, his eyes were softer.

"Stupid."

Yang Yang couldn't chew anything, and was held up by the collar, and his mouth was flattened. Just when he wanted to cry, he was yelled softly: "Don't cry!"

"Cry again, and I won't care about you."

Yang Yang was so fierce that his mouth was flattened, he didn't dare to move, and the tears in his eyes didn't dare to fall.

That appearance is as pitiful as it needs to be.

Li Yaochuan, his own father, seemed a little happier because of this: "You are really obedient."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Yang burst into tears, with his eyes closed, teardrops fell down like string beads.

"Why are you so disobedient? Cry again, I won't find your mother tomorrow."

Li Yaochuan picked him up in a slight panic, and shook him in his arms like Aunt Li, his tone was fierce, but his movements were very gentle.

The child in his arms whimpered a few times, continued to nibble on his clothes, and then suddenly giggled.

The little face is as bright as the most precious baby in the world.

Li Yaochuan's heart softened and moved for a moment.

This is his child.

A child with his blood on it.