Spoil Him, Heal Him

Xu Xuanyi immediately turned around and said with a smile: "Then I'll play with you."

After Tong Yi took the picture, she saw two little dots together, not knowing what they were muttering. Lu Mutong patted her chest as if she was guaranteeing something, and Xu Xuanyi was laughing with her mouth in her mouth.

The child is really innocent and doesn't hold any grudges at all. He even fought before, and in a blink of an eye he is a good friend.

The final solution was that Xu Xuanyi’s mother took the child to the hospital for an examination. The two parents left contact information with each other and contacted them at any time if they had any questions.

Lu Mutong took her mother's hand and walked out. Just out of the office, he saw the tall man in the hallway. His face turned pale and his short legs stopped, especially when he met those deep and cold eyes. The small body hid behind Tong Yi.

Looking at Lu Zhanbei's dark and cold face, Tong Yi guessed that he should have heard the conversation in the office. After all, it was just separated by a wall. He walked over and took his arm, "Go home first."

Lu Zhanbei withdrew Leng Rin's gaze from his son, raised his foot and walked downstairs.

In the car, in the back row, Lu Mutong sat in the middle child seat with his head down.

Zheng Wei in the driver's seat saw Lu Mutong's appearance through the rearview mirror. He couldn't help but curled his lips. A child who talked a lot at ordinary times was so quiet at the moment. It seemed that he was really scared.

The car stopped in front of the snow courtyard. Lu Mutong lowered his head and slowly unfastened his seat belt. Seeing that the adults on both sides got out of the car, he hurriedly moved his **** and slid off the seat, lying on the center console. Zheng Wei in the driver's seat said: "Uncle Zheng, please call my grandfather and ask him to come to the snow courtyard to rescue me immediately."

Zheng Wei smiled and asked, "What can I save you?"

Lu Mutong looked out of the car window with flustered eyes, saw Lu Zhanbei stopped, turned to look over to the car, and hurriedly removed the small body from the center console, and quickly said, "Uncle Zheng, my little boy. My life is yours." Then he pushed the door and got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, Xiaoshou squeezed the strap of the schoolbag on his shoulders, glanced at Lu Zhanbei who was standing in front of the car, and then pointed to the car timidly, "The seat belt... is stuck."

Lu Zhanbei turned and walked towards the villa with a cold face.

Lu Mutong looked at Tong Yi who was walking in front of Lu Zhanbei, and sighed. This time his mother was unreliable. He looked back at the car that had already turned around and drove towards the garage. Ah.

Then he turned around and walked towards the villa resignedly.

Coming to the living room, Lu Mutong saw Tong Yi and Lu Zhanbei both sitting on the sofa, obviously waiting for him, slowly moving towards the sofa with their schoolbags, dark eyes slipping around.

Tong Yi saw through his son's thoughts and said, "Don't look for it, Aunt Qiu is cooking in the kitchen."

"Oh." Lu Mutong responded softly, then looked at Tong Yi and said with a smile: "Mom, you said you have to say hello to your elders when you go home, I will ask Grandma Qiu."

Speaking of the little short leg, he walked quickly towards the kitchen, which was completely different from the way he had just moved a step slowly for a long time.

"Stop!" Lu Zhanbei yelled coldly.

Lu Mutong's small body immediately stopped, turned around to look at Lu Zhanbei, and yelled obediently, "Dad."

"Why don't you usually see you being so polite?" Lu Zhanbei curled his eyebrows and looked at his son with a gloomy expression, "Do you think you can still get through today?"

Lu Mutong blinked and looked at Tong Yi. Seeing that she had been looking down at her phone without looking at him at all, she lowered her head and muttered in a low voice, "Mom, you are too unjust."

Lu Zhanbei, "What are you talking about? Loud!"

Lu Mutong shook his head hurriedly, his head drooping lower.

Lu Zhanbei remembered the words he heard in the corridor outside the office, so he didn't type out his anger. "Signatures are sold for ten yuan each. That's good. It's so small that you can do business. It's really okay."

How could the child hear the adult's irony? I really thought that Lu Zhanbei praised him.

Lu Mutong happily raised his head and watched Lu Zhanbei smiled and said, "Dad and they all said that you are a legend in Haicheng's business world, and I am your son. Naturally, I can't embarrass you."

Lu Zhan stood up from the sofa suddenly and drank coldly: "Lu Mutong!"

Lu Mutong was so scared that her body trembled, thinking that the teacher said that in June, the baby’s face would change when he said it changed. His father’s face was really more fickle than the baby’s face. He just praised him. In a blink of an eye, It became so fierce.

"Come here and get down here." Lu Zhanbei pointed his slender index finger towards the coffee table.

Lu Mutong's small face turned white, and her mouth squashed to look at Tong Yi, "Mom..."

"Come here!" Lu Zhanbei interrupted Lu Mutong coldly.

Lu Mutong didn't dare to shout any more, moved his short legs to the side of the coffee table, but kept looking at Tong Yi, with a small mouth, with a pitiful appearance that he would not dare to cry.

Tong Yi got up and pulled Lu Zhanbei's sleeves. Just as he wanted to say something, Lu Zhanbei took the lead and said, "You go upstairs and rest. This is not a trivial matter. You can't condone it."

Tong Yi knew that she knew how to make money at such a young age, and because it was really not a trivial matter to fight with classmates, otherwise she wouldn't be able to keep silent, gritted her teeth, and didn't let herself soften, "Then be careful. "

Seeing Lu Zhanbei nodded, Tong Yi turned and walked upstairs.

My mother left before the grandfather came, so he must not be beaten to death by his father?

Lu Mutong’s fear of his father soared in his heart, and started crying with a wow, crying and shouting: "Mom, mom..."

"Shut up!" Lu Zhanbei's aura opened in an instant, and he was full of cold and stern air. The capitalist who killed and decisive in the mall wanted to frighten a five-year-old child with ease.

Lu Mutong's cry stopped abruptly, her little shoulders were still shaking slightly because of emotions, but she did not dare to make any more noises.

Tong Yi stopped for a while, and then quickly walked upstairs.

Under Lu Zhanbei's cold eyes, Lu Mutong obediently walked to the coffee table and got down.

The little one, lying on his stomach, only occupies a corner of the coffee table.

Lu Zhanbei bent over, raised his palms, and slapped Lu Mutong's **** with a slap.

Lu Mutong's small **** numb, and the pain made him cry instantly.

Lu Zhanbei, "Don't cry!"

Lu Mutong closed her small mouth immediately, but her small shoulders trembled fiercely, and her tears fell down like money without money.

There was a slap and another slap, followed by Lu Zhanbei's angrily questioning voice, "You know what's wrong?"

Lu Mutong pursed his small mouth without humming, but kept tears.

The anger in Lu Zhanbei's heart rose up, and he raised his hand and slapped again, "Speak!"

Lu Mutong turned to look at Lu Zhanbei, tearful eyes full of stubbornness, "I'm not a liar, it's because she didn't stand up and wrestled. It's none of my business."

Lu Zhanbei found that in front of this bastard, his proud self-control was **** **** hell. He pulled the small schoolbag on Lu Mutong's back with his big hands, and pulled him from his collar like a little chicken. I picked it up on the coffee table and strode out, "Tonight you go to the rhubarb room to reflect on it."

Rhubarb is a wolfdog raised by Lu Zhanbei.

When Lu Mutong heard this, her face turned pale with fright, her hands and feet thumped in the air, and she cried loudly, "Mom, I want mom, I want mom..."