Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

He thought to himself that little pudding should call them grandma and uncle, but he couldn't tell the truth yet.

He was also happy for Qingqian. Qingqian had her own child, and the child was her hope. Little Pudding was also very sensible and knew how to protect his mother at a young age.

"Oh, you and that auntie look so young, I thought they were an uncle and an auntie!"

It seemed that the little pudding was just trying to please others, which made both Lu Mingzhe and Mu Qingqian laugh.

After a while, Xiao Wuyang also came, bringing flowers, fruits, and delicious and nutritious health porridge.

He first asked Mu Qingqian about her well-being, then fed her porridge attentively, and then actively peeled an apple after feeding her.

Little Pudding saw it and said without a doubt: "Xiao Wuyang, I support you being with my mother!"

"I support it too!" Lu Mingzhe raised his hand to agree, "Let little pudding call you daddy, and let Leng Qianhan cry to death!"

Little Pudding pouted and retorted: "Uncle Lu, don't mention that person. Why would you mention that person when things are going well?"

Lu Mingzhe quickly shut up. He shouldn’t have mentioned Leng Qianhan in front of Qing Qian. It was unlucky to mention this person!

Xiao Wuyang was overjoyed. He had already won over Little Pudding a long time ago. The key point was that Qing Qian had also accepted him and truly loved him.

And now, Qing Qian has gotten rid of Leng Qianhan's shadow and will no longer be affected by this person. Everything is getting better.

Xiao Wuyang didn't say much. He was only concerned with taking care of his beloved Qingqian. Little Pudding glanced at Lu Mingzhe, signaling him to go out.

Lu Mingzhe understood immediately and followed Xiaobuding out, leaving Xiao Wuyang and Mu Qingqian some space to be alone.

As soon as they went out, Xiao Wuyang hugged Mu Qingqian tightly, "Qingqian, you finally woke up, I was so scared..."

So many people love Qingqian and take care of her. Now he finally has the opportunity to express his deepest feelings to her.

But his voice was trembling, like a man who was easily broken, very fragile.

But Mu Qingqian understood him, and hugged him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, giving him comfort and promises:

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine now. I will be fine for the rest of my life, and I will be with you forever. We will never leave each other."

"Well, I love you, I really love you, I can't live without you..."

Xiao Wuyang really loves Mu Qingqian. Even if Mu Qingqian makes a promise to him, he is still afraid of losing her.

All Mu Qingqian could do at this moment was to hug him tightly, let him trust her, and give him peace of mind.

Mu Zhiliang wrote a letter at home alone, put it in an envelope, and went to find Xie Dongyang to give him the letter.

"Dongyang, uncle asks you for a favor. If I am no longer around one day, please give this letter to Qingqian."

Xie Dongyang frowned in surprise, very confused, "Not here? What do you mean? Uncle is fine, why is he not here?"

"I don't know. I've been having a bad feeling lately and I feel uneasy."

Mu Zhiliang didn’t know why this happened. Perhaps he felt too guilty and didn’t want to tell the truth.

"Qing Qian is alive now, and uncle will be fine too. Don't think about bad things."

Xie Dongyang took the letter and said, "If that day comes, I will give the letter to Qingqian."

"Well, thank you, Dongyang."

Mu Zhiliang left, looking a little haggard, not knowing whether he was right or wrong.

Even if he was wrong, he didn't want his daughter to have a rift with him because he loved her too much.

Xie Dongyang watched Uncle Mu leave and carefully put away the letter. Although it seemed strange, he did not open it because he was an honest and trustworthy man.

Mu Qingqian was discharged from the hospital soon. Mu's father, Mu's mother, Xiao Wuyang, and little pudding happily returned to her warm home.

It’s hard to say who is the happiest person in this “family”, but everyone is happy anyway. The doctor said that Mu Qingqian’s life is no longer in danger.

Although little pudding is small, he is a good hand at helping with housework. His joining has added a joyful atmosphere to this small family.

Mu Qingqian sat comfortably on the soft sofa, without having to do any work. Looking at little pudding at home, like a little tiger, she felt particularly warm.

This is her own flesh and blood, the child she gave birth to after ten months of hardship and difficulty, but he was abandoned just after birth. She will work hard to make up for his lack of maternal love in the future.

She suddenly thought of something, waved to Little Pudding and asked him over, smiling, "Little Pudding, are you called Little Pudding because you like to eat pudding?"

"Yeah!" Little Pudding nodded vigorously and smiled happily, his two exposed fangs were particularly cute.

"Mom really understands me. Others need me to tell them why I'm called Little Pudding, but Mom knows it without me telling her."

Little Pudding is super happy. He and his mother are in perfect sync. Real biological children are different. He is so glad that the vicious Lin Weiler is not his biological mother.

Xiao Wuyang came over to join in the fun and said, "You have no idea how much he likes me. At first, when I brought him back to my place, we were still not familiar with each other. The next morning, when I was about to go out, he actually asked me to treat him to pudding. His eyes were full of expectation and pity, just for a pudding."

Xiao Wuyang brought up old stories and made a complaint. Little Pudding felt embarrassed because he had just met Xiao Wuyang and had been trying to take advantage of him.

"Wuyang, don't talk about little pudding." Mu Qingqian was dissatisfied with Xiao Wuyang talking about her child, and then hugged the child with heartache.

"Children all like to eat pudding. Little Pudding grew up in the countryside, and the conditions were poor. He must have rarely had pudding. He wanted to eat it but couldn't."

She felt so sorry for the child that tears were about to fall. She blamed herself, saying that it was her fault that the child suffered so much.

Little Pudding was very sensible. He comforted his mother and said, "Mom, it's nothing. It's just a pudding. I won't starve to death if I don't eat it. Look, I'm living well now."

"I'm so thin that I don't feel fleshy when I hold you." Mu Qingqian blamed herself even more. "Everything is fine now. You should eat lots of delicious food and gain some weight. If you want pudding, mom will make it for you!"

"Well, thank you, Mom. But I have to wait until Mom is much better before I do it, hehe."

The little pudding was so happy that he gave his mother a kiss on the face and laughed so hard that his eyes were almost invisible.

Xiao Wuyang, as well as Mu's father and mother, all laughed heartily when they saw this scene.

In the evening, Mu Qingqian wanted to give little pudding a bath and helped him take off his clothes in the bathroom.

It was my first time giving my child a bath, and I wasn’t very good at it. I felt clumsy before I even started.

Little Pudding took the shower head from his mother's hand and said, "Mom, you are not feeling well, I will take a shower myself. I have already taken a shower by myself, and it smells delicious."

"Well, mom will watch you wash."

"it is good."

Little Pudding turned on the faucet, let out the warm water, and happily washed his body.

Although he has always wanted his mother to bathe him, since his mother is not in good health, he needs to be sensible and bathe himself, which further reflects the love between him and his mother.