After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

Zhang Xiaoman had been waiting for Cheng Zhiwei at the door. When he saw her, he immediately whispered anxiously: "He has been refusing to come out."

"I know." Cheng Zhiwei patted her arm, "I'll go see him."

Originally, Zhou Lin did not allow anyone to come to the Bright Heavenly City. After Cheng Zhiwei came back, he took Zhou Ruoqi over to live here.

The room upstairs was originally the room that Cheng Zhiwei had prepared for his two children three years ago, but Zhou Lin still kept it and prepared a new room for Zhou Ruoqi next to it.

Zhou Ruoqi was holding a card at this time. It was a card specially issued for him by Lin Yu, which contained his lucky money and red envelopes.

The little hand was holding the card, and his eyes were still red.

He knew that what Xu Zhenzhen wanted was this card.

"Qiqi?" There was a knock on the door, and a familiar gentle voice.

It's Aunt Cheng.

Zhou Ruoqi hid the card immediately, but did not open the door immediately.

He shrunk and hid himself under the quilt.

He would be like this when he was unhappy and didn't like anyone to disturb him.

The knocking soon stopped.

Zhou Ruoqi exposed his head and looked towards the door with a pair of dark eyes.

Is Aunt Cheng gone?

He felt a little disappointed in his heart. He didn't open the door. It was normal for Aunt Cheng to leave, but he still felt sad in his heart.

But a few minutes later, the door lock turned and the door suddenly opened.

Zhou Ruoqi instantly hid under the quilt.

He heard soft footsteps approaching, someone pulled down his quilt, and then touched his hair.

Call his name gently, "Qiqi?"

Zhou Ruoqi blinked and tears fell.

He didn't want to cry, but every time he met Aunt Cheng, he felt inexplicably aggrieved.

"What's wrong with Qiqi today?" Cheng Zhiwei sat beside the bed. She didn't immediately pull the quilt away from Zhou Ruoqi, but patiently stretched out a hand and patted the quilt gently.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Cheng Zhiwei spoke slowly and leisurely to Zhou Ruoqi in a low voice, talking to him about some interesting things about the kindergarten that Cheng Xing told her.

Zhou Ruoqi slowly exposed his head and looked at Cheng Zhiwei with red eyes.

Cheng Zhiwei's heart tightened, and he felt distressed.

She took out the chocolate and placed it in front of Zhou Ruoqi. "Look, this is the chocolate that Xingxing asked me to bring to you."

Mentioning Cheng Xing, Zhou Ruoqi's expression finally changed.

He asked in a low voice: "I ignored her today. Is she angry?"

There was still a cry in her voice. I don't know how long I hid and cried after I came back.

How pitiful.

"She's not angry, she just doesn't know what's wrong with you and is very worried about you, so she asked me to come and see you." Cheng Zhiwei looked at him with a smile, "Qiqi, you don't want Xingxing to worry, right?"

Zhou Ruoqi held two pieces of chocolate in his palms. He wanted to say something, but thinking that Aunt Cheng had a bad relationship with his mother, he didn't dare to say it.

His mother finally came out, and he couldn't let her be taken away again.

Moreover, if Aunt Cheng goes to find her mother, Aunt Cheng will also be in danger.

He lowered his head and refused to speak.

Cheng Zhiwei took him into her arms, not forcing him, but coaxing him slowly, "There must be a reason why Qiqi doesn't say anything, and Auntie won't force you, but if Qiqi is willing to speak, Auntie is willing to listen. "

Zhou Ruoqi nestled in her arms a little cautiously. It was the gentle embrace that he longed for.

"Aunt Cheng."

"Well, what happened?"

Zhou Ruoqi pursed her lips, but still said nothing.

Cheng Zhiwei stayed with Zhou Ruoqi for almost two hours before Zhou Ruoqi was willing to go downstairs for dinner.

Zhang Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Qiqi is so good."

She reached out to touch Zhou Ruoqi's hair.

Zhou Ruoqi avoided Cheng Zhiwei. He actually didn't like other people's approach.

Zhang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Qiqi, can I cook some wontons for you?"

Zhou Ruoqi nodded and sat obediently.

Zhang Xiaoman went to see Cheng Zhiwei, "Sister Zhiwei, do you want to eat?"

Cheng Zhiwei refused.

"My mother made the wontons for me and brought them here." Zhang Xiaoman placed the cooked wontons in front of Zhou Ruoqi, "Qiqi likes them very much."

Cheng Zhiwei smelled the familiar fragrance and knew that Wang Mei made the wontons. Only she had that skill. The wontons were beautiful, with thin skin and lots of fillings.

She also liked eating small wontons at that time.

Wang Mei wrapped a lot of them and left them for her for breakfast and midnight snack.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ruoqi also liked it.

Zhou Ruoqi ate a bowl of wontons and finally felt high. Cheng Zhiwei sent him to wash up and let him sleep. After Zhou Ruoqi fell asleep, she rubbed her shoulders.

She was a little uncomfortable staying in the same position.

Suddenly a pair of hands rested on her shoulders, squeezing her shoulders gently.

Cheng Zhiwei was startled, stood up quickly, and saw Zhou Lin who had arrived at some point.

She frowned and took two steps back, "Are you back?"

She reacted like a frightened rabbit.

Zhou Lin calmly touched Zhou Ruoqi's forehead and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with Qiqi?"

Cheng Zhiwei wondered if he had reacted too much, so he calmed down and shook his head: "He won't say it, but I think you should ask the kindergarten to see if he is being bullied."

Zhou Lin responded and took a step closer to Cheng Zhiwei calmly, "Thank you for your hard work. Can I take you for a midnight snack?"

"No, since you're back, I'll leave first." Cheng Zhiwei walked out.

"I send you?"

"I drove the car."

"Zhiwei."

Cheng Zhiwei stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at Zhou Lin expressionlessly, "Zhou Lin, if you have nothing to do, you should pay more attention to Zhou Ruoqi instead of getting entangled in meaningless things."

"I just……"

"What's wrong with you? He is your son. If you can't take care of him, just arrange more people, instead of not knowing what happened to him and troubling others."

Cheng Zhiwei left after saying that. She didn't dislike Zhou Ruoqi, but she just felt that Zhou Lin didn't care enough about Zhou Ruoqi.

And she had said these words many times, but Zhou Lin was still indifferent.

Even if Zhou Lin doesn't like Xu Zhenzhen, Zhou Ruoqi is innocent, how can he express his anger and ignore the child.

Just outside the door, Cheng Zhiwei met Zhang Xiaoman.

Zhang Xiaoman's eyes were a little red, and he lowered his head and apologized: "Sister Zhiwei, I'm sorry. It was my lack of ability and I didn't take good care of Qiqi."

"It's none of your business." Cheng Zhiwei explained that she just made her own suggestions in the room and did not mean to say anything bad about Zhang Xiaoman.

After all, Zhou Ruoqi is Zhou Lin's son. How can he only have an inexperienced Zhang Xiaoman to take care of him? If Zhou Lin cares about the child, he should arrange a few more people

Cheng Zhiwei turned to look at her and said in a serious tone, "Xiaoman, taking care of a child is not just about playing with him. You need to understand him, get close to him, and have a heart-to-heart relationship with him. That's what Qiqi is like."

"If you only treat him as a child, then your relationship will always be just a caregiver and the person being cared for."