Little milk bag looking for relatives

Shen Siwan stood behind Shen Qingzhi, gently pinched his shoulders, relaxed for him, and said softly, "Dad, don't always talk about being dead, how old are you."

"Don't you want to see me get married, don't you want to see Xing Luo get married and have children after school?!"

Shen Qingzhi patted the back of Shen Siwan's hand and sighed softly.

He has always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart recently.

But seeing that Shen Siwan has been entangled in mundane affairs recently, Shen Qingzhi concealed the situation, even though he almost fainted from the pain a few times, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

All the men in the Shen family have inherited a bad heart... Well, he also hopes that he can live a long life and see the happy days of the next generation.

But Shen Qingzhi knew better that many things may not always be what people wish.

He patted Shen Siwan's hand lightly a few times, and continued, "Okay, Dad will stop talking."

"The shareholders' meeting is over. Isn't Xing Luo in a bad mood? Why don't we go home early to be with him, okay?"

Shen Siwan raised his wrist to look at the time.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early, just in time to take Xing Luo out for a walk to relax.

When the two returned home, Shen Xingluo was pouted and dangling on the swing bored.

Wang Ma seduced him with a pair of Coke chicken wings, "Master Xingluo, do you smell the fragrance of Coke chicken wings?"

Shen Xingluo turned his head to the other side.

"Oh, young master, I don't want to eat chicken wings today." Wang Ma patiently put down the chicken wings, then took out cheese fried shrimp from the snack platter and shook it, temptingly said, "How about cheese fried shrimp? The young master likes it the most! Mommy is not at home today, young master, don’t worry about getting angry if you eat too much, Grandma Wang made you a dandelion tea that will relieve your fire."

Fried shrimp with cheese is Shen Xingluo's number one favorite, but Shen Siwan is afraid that the fried food will get angry, so he is usually not allowed to eat too much, but even if it is only two or three yuan, he can eat two big bowls of rice with it.

Shen Xingluo took a look at the fried shrimp, then lowered his head happily, showing no interest.

"Huh? Don't you like cheese fried shrimp?" Wang Ma said to herself, "It's over, it's over, the young master is really sad this time..."

That damn investor, whoever is wrong must punish their young master!
Wang Ma threw the cheese fried shrimp back into the frying plate, and looked at the depressed Shen Xingluo with distress.

Ugh……

I really miss the young master who was smiling all the time.

Shen Siwan watched this scene from a distance, feeling very distressed.

"Xing Luo seems very unhappy." Shen Qingzhi felt very uncomfortable.

Shen Siwan didn't tell Shen Qingzhi what happened, but he could vaguely guess that it was definitely not a good thing, maybe it was a bit big, too big to be solved with their current strength.

"Indeed." Shen Siwan sighed, "Dad, I don't even know what to do."

Hearing the words, Shen Qingzhi had no choice but to comfort him, "Forget it, let's treat it as setback education."

As soon as the words were about to fall, he felt a sharp and uncomfortable pain in his heart.

Shen Qingzhi covered his heart with one hand, and gasped heavily while leaning on the wall with the other hand.

He subconsciously looked at Shen Siwan.

Finding that the latter's attention was on Shen Xingluo, he tried his best to stand up straight, and said in a calm tone, "Wanwan, Dad suddenly remembered that there is something that hasn't been dealt with in the company. I'll go up and deal with it first."

"it is good."

Shen Siwan didn't notice Shen Qingzhi's abnormality.

She stepped forward to Shen Xingluo, bent down and squatted in front of him, and said softly, "Baby, will Mommy take you to the amusement park? Mommy will also buy you two of your favorite hamburgers, how about it? !"

Shen Xingluo looked up at Shen Siwan, forced a smile, and said, "Mommy, baby is not hungry."

"Why aren't you hungry?!" Wang Ma said preemptively, "Young master, you haven't eaten at noon today! It's been several hours, you must be starving!"

She stretched out her hand to touch Shen Xingluo's lower abdomen in distress, looked at Shen Siwan and said, "Miss Shen, the young master's belly is so hungry that it's sunken."

Shen Siwan was also about to touch her, but Shen Xingluo gently pushed her away, and said firmly, "Mum, baby is not hungry, not at all."

"Baby doesn't want to go out to play, just play on the swing at home."

"Baby... miss grandma and dad..."

As Shen Xingluo spoke, two teardrops the size of beans rolled down.

He vented his sadness by telling what he missed, "Baby, I haven't seen my grandma and dad for a long time, do they think I'm not good, and don't want me anymore... Mommy, baby is good Shit, I can't do anything right."

A drop of tear fell on the back of Shen Siwan's hand, although it was cold, she felt it was scorching hot, spread to all limbs, and dripped on the center of her heart, scalding a huge hole.

The heart of late meditation is leaking.

She felt cold, very cold.

The sun is shining brightly, and the spring breeze is blowing warmly.

"Young master, don't think about it. You are the darling of the old lady and the young master. They are busy now, so they can't come back. When they return home, they will come to find the young master as soon as possible." Wang Ma insisted. Coaxing Shen Xingluo, trying to make him feel better.

Shen Xingluo turned a deaf ear to it, immersed in his own emotions, unable to extricate himself, sobbing softly without echo.

A faint bitterness filled Shen Siwan's heart, as if he had chewed a root of Coptis chinensis.

……

At the same time, Gu Ziyi sat at his desk and made it clear that he wanted to go on strike, "I'm going to quit this shoot, and I won't be your fashion designer anymore. You can go to whoever you like, and labor and management won't serve you!"

He threw the contract heavily on the table.

"You can pay the liquidated damages as much as you want. Labor and capital are not bad for you, but if you want to cooperate in the future, there is no way!"

The director pressed his temple with a headache, hesitant to speak.

But before he could open his mouth, the furious Gu Ziyi continued, "Xiao Budiu was the one I signed with my old nose. The children worked hard for three or four days to shoot, and you are also satisfied with the results. If you delete other people's scenes, delete them, you are not only disrespecting Xiaobudi's hard work, but you are also slapping me in the face of Gu Ziyi!"

Gu Ziyi thought about it and pondered what he said all night long, no matter how he thought about it, he felt aggrieved and uncomfortable.

When he thought of such a cute little boy secretly wiping tears at home, he was not ordinary.

The director wanted to open his mouth again, "Ziyi, listen to me about this..."

"I won't listen! I will pay the compensation, but I will never cooperate with you in the future!"

After Gu Ziyi finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but the director's exasperated voice came from behind him, "You have to listen to what you said today if you don't want to!"