Flash Marriage Love: Fu Shao's sultry can't stand it

Seeing He Guanqing gradually out of sight, the room became quiet again.

Sitting on the bed alone, Tang Weiwei looked at the handcuffs on her hands and felt more and more hopeless in life. In the end, she even pinned her hope on being able to have a good relationship with He Guanqing.

At that time, maybe He Guanqing can help him get out of here.

But what Tang Weiwei didn't know was that after He Guanqing left the room, he ran to another room.

"Father, what do you want from me?"

Rolling her fingers, He Guanqing looked at the man opposite with an uneasy expression.

The tall man on the opposite side was sitting on an office chair, flicking through the documents in his hand.

Xu felt bored. After throwing the documents in his hand aside, he looked at He Guanqing opposite him with a bored expression.

"Did you meet her just now? How are you doing with your mother?"

When he spoke, He Zhiyuan had a gentle smile on his face, just like a real kind father.

But He Guanqing on the opposite side heard it, and her small body trembled subconsciously.

Suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, He Guanqing said obediently: "Mom is very nice, she seems to like me very much."

He Zhiyuan nodded approvingly, and then waved to He Guanqing.

He Guanqing's body stiffened inexplicably, and then obediently walked over and sat on He Zhiyuan's lap.

Gently hugging He Guanqing, He Zhiyuan lowered his head and asked, "Guan Qing, do you like your mother?"

He Guanqing nodded stiffly, "I like it!"

"That's good."

He Zhiyuan seemed relieved.

But then, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Do you know? There are many people who want to steal your mother away. Those people are not good people. If you want your mother, you must help your father to keep your mother. Do you understand?"

He Guanqing's small body kept trembling, but she never showed it. She still responded obediently: "Understood, He Guanqing will definitely work hard to be a good child, so that mother will not think about leaving father."

He Guanqing's appearance is well-behaved, she looks no different from other children.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the innocent and clear eyes that should belong to children are full of fear and anxiety at the moment.

He was cautiously wary of the man behind him, as if he was wary of a scourge that would suddenly erupt without knowing when.

After receiving a satisfactory answer from He Guanqing, He Zhiyuan finally nodded in satisfaction, and then let him off his lap.

"You are a good boy, do you remember what the good boy is going to do next?"

He Guanqing sat on the side obediently, and said kindly: "I'm going to learn piano and martial arts, and I'm going to study art in the afternoon, and I'm going to meet my mother in the bedroom in the evening."

Everything he said was specifically requested by He Zhiyuan.

It's just because Sangyu in the early years, before she was pregnant and dystocia, said that she hoped to have a lively and cheerful child who likes piano, martial arts, and art.

In the early years, Sang Yu's dystocia and death had always been a thorn in He Zhiyuan's heart.

When he dreamed back at midnight, he had wished countless times that the accident that year had never happened.

The relationship between him and Sangyu is still the same, and they have a well-behaved child.

But after dreaming back at midnight, the painful reality often beat him to pieces.

But those things in the past don't matter anymore, he now has a brand new life.

The child is back, and Sangyu will be back soon, and soon they will be able to form a harmonious and happy family again.

"Go, remember to study hard."

He Zhiyuan looked at He Guanqing on the opposite side and said concerned, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is paranoia and madness in those seemingly gentle eyes.

He Guanqing's small body trembled, and after obediently bowing to He Zhiyuan, she left the room.

After going out, the butler outside the door quickly took over He Guanqing.

"Young Master, you will take an hour of piano lessons this morning, and then you will meet with the other two teachers. After those extra lessons, you have to study all the grades to the best."

The butler walking in front led the way while giving orders with a blank expression.

The little body following him just nodded limply, then closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

In those dark pupils, there is not a trace of youthful activity, but instead, old-fashioned deadness is accumulated, like a pool of stagnant water.

Following behind the butler, when he was about to reach the piano room, He Guanqing suddenly heard a loud bang.

A woman smashed the glass outside the door, and then screamed in the street: "Why don't you let me see my child? That's my child! I have the right to see him!"

Before He Guanqing looked over, the housekeeper covered his eyes, "Young Master, this is not something you should look at. Young Master, you should go to the piano room to be a teacher first, and I will take care of the rest."

After speaking, the butler turned his head aside, opened the door and walked out.

He Guanqing naturally knew who the person outside the door was.

It was his original mother, Cheng Yu.

Clenching her fists, He Guanqing secretly suppressed all the emotions in her heart, and then obediently walked into the piano room.

After a while, the housekeeper seemed to have finished dealing with the outside affairs.

The outside voices disappeared, while the butler stood by his side and continued to stare at him intently.

He Guanqing didn't do anything, and continued to play the piano honestly.

The sunlight outside is just right, shining on the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a better golden cage.

And He Guanqing among them is as pitiful as a bird trapped in it.

At the same time, on the other side of He's house, An Mingming, who was brought here together, was losing his temper.

"What did you bring me here for? Why didn't you let me go when you brought me here?"

When he first saw someone coming to pick him up, An Mingming felt relieved, thinking that he would finally not have to be watched by those people.

But after being brought to He's house, she wanted to leave, but was stopped by the man in black and brought into this room.

At the beginning, An Mingming didn't feel anything, and even wanted to leave here by communicating with that man.

But as time went by a little bit, she began to feel that she was whimsical.

That man didn't even think about letting her go, and seemed to be planning to keep him here forever!