Who Touched My Tail!

Xue Ling has never had any concept of time, but seeing the little one grow up little by little, originally only reaching his thigh, now almost reaching his waist, she suddenly understood what it means to mean time flies by and the vicissitudes of life change.

The speed at which she grows taller is completely different from Wen Mo's way of speaking...

Every two weeks, Xue Ling would take Wen Mo to a psychiatrist's clinic. The past two years have been rain or shine, and Wen Mo's resistance to the outside world has gradually improved with each treatment and the care of his family. Although I still like to immerse myself in the world of music, at least the communication with the outside world is completely barrier-free.

It's just that I don't like talking very much.

At the beginning, the doctor made it clear that his symptoms were a little serious, and suggested that Xue Ling should pay attention to it, and it was best to stay by his side every day, so as to give him a sense of security so that he would not be more disgusted with the world, so that he could continue to live. Close yourself.

Although Xueling was busy with starting a business and making money, she still obeyed the doctor's orders and took time to spend with him. This also allowed him to discover Wen Mo's musical talent.

Compared with the painting talent inherited from his mother, he seems to be more suitable for dealing with music. As long as through music, his emotions that were difficult to express in the past can always be smoothly conveyed to the people around him.

Wen Xiuting cried for a long time because of one of his dance songs, and Xueling coaxed her for a long time before she was relieved, and then she officially felt relieved of her eldest son, instead of being around him all day long.

Today's children are already very reassuring little adults. When they are sitting on the sofa and reading music, they can't be more cute.

"Little Mo." Dr. Walter rolled up his long blond hair that fell by his ears, and said softly to the little friend who was obediently sitting on the sofa waiting for his uncle to pick him up: "Your uncle said that he will delay for a while if he has something to do. So I want you to rest here for a while." When she smiles, she is always extraordinarily gentle, which can make the children who come here for treatment less resistant to her, but this advantage has never been given to Wen Mo. When it comes to play, you want to see this little adult smile, and teasing his uncle is much easier than teasing him. "Would you like something to eat? I have some small cakes here."

Wen Mo looked away from the music score in his hand. Today is the day for his psychological treatment. After his uncle took him over, he had to leave due to an unexpected situation. After the treatment, he has been waiting here. "I can continue to wait, you don't need to pay special attention to me, Dr. Walter."

Dr. Walter shrugged and said helplessly: "Okay, my little cutie, since you insist. Then I'll leave the delicious little cake to my little sister."

Because her consultations are all by appointment, there will be another little customer here soon, and she may not have much time to take care of this child.

But she doesn't need to worry, she just needs to provide him with a place to sit. According to her understanding of Wen Mo in the past two years, no one can get close to him except his uncle.

Even his biological mother was always cautious when treating him.

This kid is nothing to worry about.

The community where the clinic is located is a garden-style villa area. Just as Dr. Walter brought the refreshments, the doorbell rang.

When the assistant brought people in, she had just poured out a glass of juice.

In fact, this little guest doesn't have any psychological problems, but because she is so obedient, the family members are always worried. Every once in a while, they will send her over to let her stay with her for a while.

Because this child is so cute, Dr. Walter is also very happy to entertain her. Every time the little princess comes, she will make desserts and prepare afternoon tea by herself one day in advance.

Today was also very punctual. Dr. Walter was just about to say hello to the children with a smile, but he met a serious and imposing face.

She paused, restrained the smile on her face, and said politely: "Mr. Owen, long time no see."

Mr. Cole Owen nodded very politely, then patted the little girl who fell asleep in his arms, and said: "Eileen was taken out by his uncle yesterday, it was too late, and now I can't wake up from a nap, I sent her right here."

The corner of Dr. Walt's mouth twitched, and he thought that you were in so much pain that you didn't even want to wake up, so you just came in with someone in your arms. "It's okay, every time I just chat with the little princess, it's better to let her rest for a while."

Cole turned his gaze and landed on Wen Mo who was sitting there reading a book.

Dr. Walter asked him to sit down, and explained: "The child's uncle has something to do. I'll pick him up later. He'll wait here for a while."

Hearing the voice, Wen Mo raised his head and took a symbolic look at the man who was sitting next to him, with stern eyebrows and gentle eyes with kindness, he frowned slightly, as if he didn't like that kind of unreasonable closeness.

As if aware of his resistance, Mr. Cole quietly moved his position a little further away, giving him a little personal space.

It's really like his uncle, if you get a little closer, you will be unhappy, unhappy, frowning, and disgusted.

From his arms, a small head poked out.

The little girl grabbed his arm, blinked her big black eyes and looked at the little brother who was not far away from her. When she met his black eyes like hers, there seemed to be surprise in her eyes, and she smiled at him.

This should be a very cute little girl, she doesn't look very old, she is only three or four years old, she is wearing a light purple dress, her shoulder-length black hair is softly attached to her face, and she smiles When I was young, there were two cute dimples at the corners of my mouth.The most beautiful thing is her eyes. They are watery and dark, like cat pupils. If they grow up, the corners of the eyes will be longer...

Probably similar to some people.

Wen Mo subconsciously smiled back at the little girl, thinking ecstatically, who does she resemble...

Seeing his smile, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she struggled to get off the man and took his hand and said, "Dear Cole, can you let me come down and talk to this little brother?"

Cole has been watching his movements, Wen Yan glanced at Wen Mo, bowed his head and kissed the little girl's forehead, put her down, and said, "Okay, let's go play."

Xue Ling was on his way here by car, and because of a technical failure, he hurried back to the company, and now he hurried over to pick up his little nephew, and while waiting for the red light, he even received a call from his sister.

Parking the car in the parking space on the side of the road, Xueling took out the phone that she had just pressed, called back the call from her sister, pressed the space between her eyebrows, and said weakly: "Sister, what can I do for you? "

"Xiao Yuan, have you picked up Xiao Mo? I just came back from the supermarket, let's eat at home tonight." Wen Xiuting's voice came from the phone with a smile.Two years was enough time for her to get out of her previous failed marriage and have a second spring.

Recently, she has made a new boyfriend, who looks sweet, and she mentioned before that she will bring her home for Xue Ling to meet, and it seems to be tonight.

"Okay, do you need me to bring something home?"

"No, I'm done shopping."

"Well, is my sister planning to surprise Xiaomo and me?"

He couldn't see it, because of these words, Wen Xiuting's face was already flushed with a faint blush. "You've already guessed it, so how can it be a surprise?"

"Although it's been more than a year since you two met each other formally, this is the first time I've seen him. I have to prepare well. It would be bad if I embarrass you, sister."

"It's okay, he doesn't care about it." Wen Xiuting stopped talking, as if someone was talking beside her, and after a while, her voice came again. "Good news, his elder brother and little niece are also in country M today, and it just so happens that our two families can officially meet."

Xue Ling was silent for a while, and then responded.

Dr. Walter's clinic is in the outer suburbs. When Xue Ling arrived, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, two hours behind the time he was supposed to arrive. He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, only to find another car in the garage. The car has a big brand and looks familiar.

Thinking of the cooperation project discussed in the morning, Xueling beat her head in a state of desperation, deeply feeling that it is really difficult to be a human being.

Although he has lived for a long time, it is the first time for him to run a company by himself in such a formal way. From the selection of the market to capture to the recruitment, the initial struggle, constant falls and climbs, until now, he has been able to cooperate with an international company. The big consortium is talking about the next such a big cooperation project.

As long as the capital injection goes well, the future prospects of his company will be bright, so his plan to return to China to kill Xu Yongyi can naturally be put on the agenda.

Loosening and tightening the tie, Xue Ling rang the doorbell, thinking about why such a big case would be entrusted to her company by that consortium...

Although she knew that the other party had been staring at her for two years, but she never figured out what kind of purpose he was hugging, Xue Ling still felt a little elusive about that person.

The assistant opened the door, and Xue Ling greeted her with a smile, which made the little girl blush, and she couldn't even walk with her hands and feet together.

Although she is a familiar guest, every time this guy raises his eyes and smiles at her, she still can't help being soft-handed, wanting to kneel down and lick his boots for him! (〒_〒)

How can someone be so good-looking and foul!

It was winter, and the heating in the house was fully turned on. Xueling walked through the hallway and heard laughter inside the house. He was a little surprised. There are still children who come to Dr. Walter's hospital to laugh so happily?

He thought they were all like Wen Mo of his family, unsmiling, like a little adult all day long with a straight face, and he didn't know who he looked like.

Entering the living room, Xue Ling narrowed her eyes.

The room was covered with a thick carpet. Wen Mo sat on the carpet, playing games with a little girl with a look of bewilderment. The girl held a cup of tea in one hand and put it in Wen Mo's hand, while the other hand held a cup of tea. A piece of cookie reached Wen Mo's mouth directly. She smiled and said, "Brother, don't you really like it? It's delicious and sweet."

Like her adoptive father, Elaine is addicted to sweets, as long as she likes sweet things, but the family is strictly controlled, and there are only so many sweets that she can eat every day. She has no way of understanding why some people don't like sweets .

I don't like smelling ink...

very dislike...

He had a stiff face, and was reluctant to reject the little girl, for fear that his bad words would make the little girl cry. He was really at a loss for a while, and the expression on his face was a bit righteous, as if the cookie was poison.

The man's voice was very low, and the tone of his speech was neither hurried nor slow.He said to the little girl: "Baby, you will like the brother you like differently. You can't force others to like the same things as you. It's very impolite."

The little girl nodded, and when she looked up, she saw Xue Ling standing at the door of the living room.

Those big black eyes suddenly lit up.

"Cole!" She exclaimed in surprise: "Beautiful big brother! Just like me!"

What she said was somewhat unclear, but Xue Ling knew what she meant very well.

The little girl in front of her is very similar to his eyebrows and eyes. If he is not very clear about his life with the original owner in the past few years, he will really doubt whether this is his flesh and blood...

Now it is definitely not his daughter, so it can only be...

Xue Ling shifted her gaze to the man sitting on the sofa.

He is still dressed as he was in the morning meeting, with suits and leather shoes, and neatly combed hair. Every movement is a gentleman's textbook, and every move tells you what is called "nobility" and "upper class".

only……

Xue Ling opened her mouth and said, "Mr. Owen, I'm so glad to meet you again."

The man's eyes turned to him "inadvertently", nodded slightly and said, "Hello."