Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

After a day of playing, it was already dusk. The father and son got along well and had a lot of fun.

Being hungry, Little Pudding held his father's hand with one hand and ate delicious skewers with the other.

At dusk, the glow illuminates the figures of father and son, one large and one small. They look very similar and very close.

Little Pudding was eating skewers when he suddenly looked up and saw a family of three in front of him who were closer than them.

Their big hands are holding small hands, and small hands are holding big hands. The little girl is in the middle, with her father on the left and her mother on the right. Their happy laughter can be heard.

Little Pudding looked at the gentle face of the little girl's mother. He was moved and envious. He stopped and stopped eating the skewers in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Leng Qianhan asked.

"Tell me, what does my mother look like?"

Little Pudding's eyes were on the family of three. Leng Qianhan noticed it and knew that his son was just missing his mother.

When his son asked, what came to his mind was Mu Qingqian's face, the one before and the one now, but she was not hers.

I feel depressed and guilty, maybe I can give anything to my son, but I can’t give it to his mother.

He won't go to his mother because it's not Mu Qingqian.

He knew very well that he would not touch other women, and this had become his bottom line.

"There will be a light show at night. Let's go there after we have something to eat and get a good seat."

He always deliberately avoided his son's questions about his mother, and Little Pudding seemed to realize it.

He lowered his head unmotivated and said, "I won't read anymore. I'm a little tired."

He looked a little tired after playing all afternoon.

"Okay. But you can't tell Grandpa you didn't have fun."

Leng Qianhan didn't want to go home and kneel on the washboard. Thinking about that scene was embarrassing. He was the head of the family!

"I know, I had a lot of fun, but I would have been even happier if I had my mom."

Leng Qianhan couldn't say anything else. He could only pick him up and go find something delicious.

Under the soft dusk, he was also imagining the happy scene of a family of three holding hands, him, little Pudding, and Mu Qingqian.

But she wasn't and became his injury.

When I got home, it was already past eight o'clock.

Little Pudding fell asleep in the car. Leng Qianhan hugged him and got out of the car, and his son murmured in his arms again.

"Mom, I will definitely find you."

Leng Qianhan's heart seemed to be knocked. He avoided it, and his son became more emotional and always wanted his mother.

This made him tired.

The next day, Leng Qianhan was no longer at home. Little Pudding said to grandma:

"Grandma, I want to go out and find Xiao Wuyang."

"What do you want to see him for?" Yin Lanju asked with a smile. Little Pudding did not worry the adults anymore and would not run out on his own again.

"I haven't seen him for a few days. He helped me find my father.

When I came to Qingcheng, I stayed with him. He always took good care of me. He and I were good friends. "

Little Pudding thought that Xiao Wuyang was his best friend.

"Okay, grandma will go with you. I want to thank him very much."

Yin Lanju and Xiao Pudding went to Xiao Wuhuang's villa in the west of the city and followed Xiao Pudding's directions. The bodyguards and servants followed.

The only precious child in the family cannot let anything go wrong.

The car drove for a while, and Little Pudding said in the car, "I wonder if Xiao Wuyang is here."

"You should have called him in advance." Yin Lanju said.

"It's okay. If he is here, we are destined to be together. We were quite destined when we first met. His car accidentally hit me. I blackmailed him for a meal and then went home with him. Lai I stayed at his place just to find my parents."

"Did he hit you? Where did he hit?" Yin Lanju immediately became nervous, anxious to see where her baby grandson was injured.

"Grandma, don't be nervous. I'm not injured. And even if I was injured, I would have recovered a long time ago. It's been such a long time."

"Yes." Yin Lanju breathed a sigh of relief, "Did you blackmail him then?"

Yin Lanju asked weakly, very curious, thinking that her grandson is a magical child who always surprises adults.

"Well, he hit me with his car, so I must have blackmailed him. Who told me to be hungry?

At that time, I thought that if I was knocked into the quagmire by him and turned into a clay doll, I would not know me anyway. "

Little Pudding said proudly, not denying that he had his own purpose in relying on Xiao Wuyang, first for food, then for shelter, and finally to find his parents.

Yin Lanju felt distressed and hugged Little Pudding tenderly, "Grandma will never let you go hungry again. You are the only precious child in our family!"

"Mom and dad can have another baby. I don't mind if I'm not the only baby. I will also love my brother or sister very much."

Little Pudding is sensible, but Yin Lanju sounds embarrassed. His mother doesn't even know who she is or where she is.

If Qianhan marries another woman, he doesn't know if he will break Little Pudding's heart.

No matter what happens in the future, she just doesn't want Little Pudding to be sad, because Little Pudding is her darling.

I originally thought that Xiao Wuyang might not be there, but before I arrived, I heard the sound of a violin coming from the villa.

The car stopped slowly at the door. The sound of the violin did not stop. Xiao Wuyang was practicing violin by the small pool in the yard. He was very serious and did not notice their arrival.

Little Pudding put a finger to his mouth, making a "shush" gesture, and said softly:

"Xiao Wuyang is practicing the violin. I'll go in first because there are so many people so I'm afraid of disturbing him."

"it is good."

Little Pudding got out of the car and the iron door happened to be unlocked. He walked in gently while listening to Xiao Wuyan's violin, which sounded much better than before.

When he came closer and finished the song, Little Pudding applauded Xiao Wuyang. Xiao Wuyang was also satisfied and had made great progress.

They are good friends and there is no need to be polite when they meet. Little Pudding said:

"Xiao Wuyang, your violin sound now matches your elegance."

Xiao Wuyang's figure is extremely elegant and good-looking, but when he played the violin, he sounded like a duck croaking, which was particularly unpleasant.

"Of course, I worked harder to practice!" Xiao Wuyang was very pleased that his efforts were finally in vain.

Qing Qian's pain is his motivation. He wants to practice pulling for Qing Qian as soon as possible, so that it can gently caress her pain.

"Well, once you practice the violin, you will definitely catch the girl you like."

Xiao Wuyang liked hearing this. Little Pudding was used to acting like a little adult, but he didn't expect that a little mouth could be so sweet. He just wanted to chase Qing Qian.

"How do you know I have someone I like?" Xiao Wuyang was also confused.

"I knew it. I wish you and your beloved girl will achieve success as soon as possible."

"Thank you!"

Listening to the little pudding's honey-like blessings, Xiao Wuyang's happy smile that he showed in advance was as refreshing as the spring breeze, and he almost lost himself.

"Xiao Wuyang, can I come to you often?"

Little Pudding asked him sincerely. Good friends naturally want to meet each other often, and they always feel that they have an extraordinary relationship with him.

Xiao Wuyang patted Little Pudding on the shoulder, "Yes, yes, but I don't know what your father will think."