Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

"Yeah. I've liked your mother since I was eight years old."

"Then you are very loyal!" This was Little Pudding's comment and praise on Xiao Wuyang.

He was also amazed. He has been in love with her since he was eight years old. She is really devoted to me!

Xiao Wuyang smiled slightly, raised his head towards the moonlight, and said with true feelings:

"I fell in love with Qing Qian at first sight. She is very beautiful and kind. She is the princess in my mind."

Hearing Xiao Wuyang's praise for his mother, a sincere and happy smile appeared on little pudding's face.

At this moment, he looked at Xiao Wuyang. This man had a beautiful profile and was very outstanding. He was tall and could protect his mother well.

Xiao Wuyang continued: "I'm already with your mother, I've caught up with her!"

He suddenly spoke excitedly, with a smug look in his eyes that sparkled in the moonlight.

"I remember you told me that if I practiced the violin well, I would definitely be able to catch up with the girl I liked. I kept practicing and practicing hard. Finally one day, I played the violin for her and lulled her to sleep. That's when I really caught up with her!"

"Well, I'm happy for you! I also want to thank you, thank you for liking my mother, loving her and taking care of her!" Little Pudding was really happy for him and was really grateful to him.

If it weren't for him, his mother might not have been able to hold on, or might have passed away long ago, and he wouldn't have been able to find her.

Moreover, when he first arrived in Qingcheng from the countryside alone, it was Xiao Wuyang who helped him, and he has always been grateful to him.

Xiao Wuyang turned his head to look at him, "I'm happy for you too, you found your mother.

But, you also know the situation and you can’t go to see your mother for the time being.

She needs to be sober, willing, and able to accept it, and her emotions won’t be stimulated before we can meet. "

"I can understand. I will keep my distance from my mother, secretly watching her from a distance, and playing the violin for her where she can't see."

Although he was frustrated, he was determined. As long as his mother got better, he would protect her silently.

"Well, I was right about you, you are very sensible!" Xiao Wuyang also praised him, but also asked him tentatively:

"Your mother is in poor health and looks bad now. Would you dislike her?"

Little Pudding immediately refuted him: "How could that be? How could I not like my mother! No matter what my mother is like, she is the most beautiful in my heart!"

He put his little hand on his chest and said firmly and proudly that his mother was the most beautiful in his heart.

"Yeah, you're just like me!"

Xiao Wuyang felt that Xiaobuding was the same type of person as him, so he took out a photo from his arms and gave it to him.

“This is a photo of your mother from the past.”

Little Pudding took the photo and couldn't help but shed tears. His mother was very beautiful before.

But now, things are no longer the same as before. Grandpa used to dislike my mom because of her current appearance.

"Your mother's name is on the back."

Little Pudding turned over the photo and saw his mother’s name: Mu Qingqian.

He controlled his tears, as if his mother's name gave him strength.

"Do you know your uncle's name? It's Shiguang, and my name is Wuyang." Xiao Wuyang had a slight smile on his face again.

"Well, I know. You told me. Let the time pass quietly and peacefully. If you are my mother, then the time will be peaceful."

Although little pudding knew it before, he was still very surprised. The names of these three people are so meaningful!

"How did you know?" Xiao Wuyang opened his mouth in surprise.

"You told me that when we first met!"

"Oh, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. I've told quite a few people about it."

Xiao Wuyang treated the origin of his name Wuyang as some rare treasure and showed it off to everyone everywhere.

Little Pudding could see the pride on his face and believed Xiao Wuyang more and more.

It turned out that Xiao Wuyang had connected him with his mother from the very beginning, as if it was fate, out of his love for his mother.

"Xiao Wuyang, are we good friends?" asked Little Pudding.

"Yeah, of course!"

"There is something I want to tell you. We are good friends. I don't mind elevating our relationship to that of father and son. Do you mind?"

Little Pudding was serious. Xiao Wuyang looked at him in surprise and joy: "Of course I don't mind!"

"I'm looking forward to this day!"

The two of them had a pleasant chat, and Little Pudding held the photo Xiao Wuyang gave him tightly in his hand, seemingly not intending to let go.

Xiao Wuyang said quickly: "I am looking forward to it, but you have to return the photo to me. This is the only photo I have of your mother."

He stretched out his hand straight over, and little pudding was reluctant to let go and gave it back to him.

Xiao Wuyang took the photo back and hid it in his heart, treating it as a treasure.

"It's late, you should go back first. Is there any adult coming with you?"

"Well, Uncle Kang, the housekeeper of the family, came with me, along with two bodyguards. I will go back now so as not to worry the adults."

"Yeah, good boy."

Xiao Wuyang touched his little head. To outsiders, it looked like a father and son having a heart-to-heart talk under the moon.

Little Pudding actually didn't want to go back to the Leng family, but there was nowhere else to go, and he couldn't just run away from home like he did before.

If he recognizes his mother and establishes a further relationship with Xiao Wuyang, he will definitely leave the Leng family. He doesn't want to see the so-called father at home!

He Yongkang brought little pudding back to the Leng family's old house and reported to him privately as instructed by the old man.

"Grandpa, the young master bought a violin and went to the hospital. He played the violin for Miss Mu outside the inpatient building."

"What else?" Leng Shizun was very concerned about the situation of his great-grandson. He cared about his great-grandson and was worried about something.

"He met with Mr. Xiao from the Xiao Group and chatted for a while outside the hospital building."

"What did you talk about?" Leng Shizun asked anxiously, perhaps worried that his great-grandson was too close to Xiao Wuyang.

"Uh, I wasn't standing very close, so I didn't hear them clearly."

He Yongkang probably heard something, but he was afraid that if he said it out loud, it would make the old man feel uncomfortable.

Who asked Mr. Leng to be a father but not do anything? The young master doesn't even want him as a father!

"Grandpa, how is Mr. Leng?" He Yongkang wanted to change the subject and show concern for Mr. Leng, who was beaten quite badly in the afternoon.

"What can he do? Just lie down on the bed and see how he can hurt you!"

Leng Shizun was furious, but he went to see his grandson silently. It was already late at night.

Leng Qianhan had a high fever and couldn't sleep, so He Yongkang followed the old man into the room.

Leng Shizun sat down beside the bed with his cane, and said to his grandson with a look of distress:

"Grandpa doesn't want to be so cruel to you. Grandpa is helping you!" He was about to cry when he said this.

Leng Qianhan was feeling uncomfortable and confused as he listened to this. Using family rules to almost beat him to death was considered helping him?

He really has to thank this 80-year-old grandfather!

"Grandpa has to give an explanation to Qingqian and Little Pudding. How can Qingqian and Little Pudding forgive you for all the stupid things you did?!"