Quickly wear: The villain’s mother is pampered

Shen Zhiyi was the first to hold back and said, "Hey, kid, do you... do you think I'm beautiful?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Zhiyi wanted to scratch the ground with her toes.

Help! How did she say such narcissistic words?

She was really just bored and wanted to amuse the kids.

However, her face remained calm and serious, as if she was discussing some major national matter.

However, the slender green-white fingertips clenched together revealed her inner unrest.

Xu Qingfeng was obviously stunned by this question.

However, the small face still had the same expression, cold and cold, as if he hesitated for a moment.

After a while, when Shen Zhiyi thought it was impossible for him to speak, a dry and hesitant voice appeared: "Well, okay, it looks good."

The car fell into silence again.

Shen Zhiyi didn't dare to speak casually anymore, her whole little face was pretty and pretty, with a little bit of a blush after being coquettish.

Xu Qingfeng still lowered his head and played with his fingers.

Grandma said she would let her go. He must have done something right just now, right?

It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the Xu family's old residence.

One left and one right got out of the car, and what they entered was the neatly arranged employees standing on both sides of the gate.

When they saw the arrival of Shen Zhiyi and Xu Qingfeng, they immediately bent down and shouted loudly: "Welcome, young madam, young master to go home!"

Shen Zhiyi was used to this scene, after all, she had experienced it many times.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw Xu Qingfeng standing blankly in the distance behind him. He asked in confusion: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you hurry up and catch up?"

Xu Qingfeng seemed to have just come to his senses, but he still walked calmly and walked towards Shen Zhiyi unhurriedly.

When Shen Zhiyi stepped into the Xu family's old house, the first thing he saw was an old figure.

Mr. Xu looked even older, but it was no wonder that the whole family had an accident, leaving only him and a child.

Xu Junyan's parents unfortunately passed away when he was just an adult. This also resulted in Xu Junyan's deep and reserved character, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

The moment the old man saw Shen Zhiyi, the corners of his eyes became wet.

Slowly walked to Shen Zhiyi, patted her shoulder, and said in an old and hoarse voice: "It's good to be back."

Shen Zhiyi couldn't bear to see the old man like this, so he quickly took out a small gift box from his bag.

Inside the gift box, a piece of turquoise jade lay quietly, with a dragon carved on the jade body, as lifelike as if it was really swimming inside.

Mr. Xu usually likes to play with these jade stones. He happens to be a dragon, so it is most appropriate to give him this jade.

Shen Zhiyi looked at Xu Qingfeng who had just come in behind him, took out another small gift box, and handed it to him awkwardly.

Xu Qingfeng opened it curiously, and the golden bracelet caught his eye.

Mr. Xu looked at the mother and son with a smile.

"Let's go see Jun Yan as a family tomorrow!"

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said to his grandfather with a smile: "Okay!"

The old man saw that Shen Zhiyi didn't have any objection, and the smile on his face deepened.

It's great that his grandson is not disliked.

The man lying on the hospital bed at this time trembled slightly with his fingers.

For just a moment, it seemed like an illusion, and no one noticed it.

Shen Zhiyi was lying on the bed in the room where she and Xu Junyan were staying, with the figure of her husband flashing through her mind.

Although Xu Junyan was very indifferent to everything and had no interest in anything.

But I have to say that as a father, he is qualified.

During the period before she gave birth, she would often have cramps in the middle of the night, and she would suddenly become irritable and irritable for no reason.

Since Xu Junyan learned that she was pregnant, he would go home almost every night and would often help her massage her muscles when she had cramps in the middle of the night.

He always stared at her belly with a tiresome and gentle look, but in the blink of an eye he regained his composure. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Sometimes Shen Zhiyi would suddenly kick Xu Junyan out of bed, but he would just tuck the quilt for her with a cold face.

Perhaps because of the death of his parents and the scarcity of relatives around him, Xu Junyan took this child extremely seriously.

Shen Zhiyi just found a photo album in the cabinet in the room, which contained all the photos of Xu Qingfeng from birth to one year old.

The faces of the little dolls in the photo album are always changing expressions, whether they are crying, fussing or laughing.

But one thing is the same in every photo. There is always a man with outstanding temperament and profound features. His eyes are always looking at the little baby beside him with gentleness.

In the year when Xu Junyan didn't have a car accident, he took good care of Xu Qingfeng.

One of the photos made Shen Zhiyi pause while turning the page.

The little baby was holding her photo with a smile on her face, and Xu Junyan on the side looked at them with eyes that could make people indulge.

I don’t know if I am looking at Xu Qingfeng or Shen Zhiyi in the photo.

This may also be the only family photo of a family of three.

I didn't expect it to be in this form.

Shen Zhiyi was not in the mood to scroll down the photo album anymore.

It closed with a "snap" and looked out the window, watching the gloomy and mottled shadows of the leaves on the curtains.

It was a dreamless night, and most people fell into a deep sleep.

In a bar, the smell of corruption is everywhere, the noisy crowd, and the flashing lights make people unable to take their eyes away.

The most eye-catching one is a man sitting in the corner.

The man had short silver hair, with the broken hair slightly covering his eyelashes, a smooth jawline, and a high bridge of nose. He exuded an indescribable sense of decadence and world-weariness.

A man next to him walked up from the stage of the wine pool and meat forest, casually pulled his clothes, picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Then he casually wiped the slight wine stain on the corner of his lips, and said in a joking voice: "What? Who made our Young Master You angry?"

Seeing that You Zhuoran didn't answer, he moved in front of him and put his right arm on his shoulder.

"No, Master Youda, shouldn't you be happy that your little Qingmei is back? Why are you still here getting drunk?"

You Zhuoran frowned impatiently and shook off the arm on his shoulder.

He picked up the wine on the table and drank it without any hesitation.

The transparent liquid slowly flowed into the shirt along his perfect jawline, and his tight and attractive eight-pack abs were gradually exposed through the wet clothes.

Many men and women around him glanced sideways.

Cheng Zhao looked like a hungry wolf in the next second, looking back at everyone who looked this way.

Like a treasure that has been coveted and guarded for many years.

Everyone in the bar also knew that this young married man was not easy to mess with, so they all stopped looking blatantly inquiring.

However, he still couldn't help but look over there out of the corner of his eye.