After paying, the child took the ice cream and was very happy. Ruoxi smiled, children are children, and such a small happiness can be satisfied.
The smile suddenly dimmed, but why didn't you even give your child such simple happiness?
Even Ruoxi never gave her child any love. Looking at Xiaoye's innocent look, Ruoxi sighed.
"Mom, let's go over there to eat." He smiled and ran away. His laughter was so cheerful that it almost echoed throughout the playground.
"Okay, slow down, don't fall." Ruoxi's eyebrows arched, and she was about to remind Xiaoye that she had already fallen.
The body bumped into the person next to him, and the ice cream in the child's hand fell out before he could pour it.
The child's smile is gone too.
"Xiaoye, did you hurt yourself?" Ruoxi ran over anxiously, but Xiaoye's eyes looked at the melting ice cream on the ground, watching it turn into pink foam and turn into water little by little.
Maybe it was just a piece of ice cream to others, but Ruoxi knew that to Lian Ye it was the mother's love that he had longed for, and the happiness that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Ruoxi hugged the child, her body slightly stiff, looking at the dirt on the man's leather shoes, and whispered: "I'm sorry, my son didn't see it."
Ruoxi took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe it but heard a cold and domineering voice: "Is he your son?"
Although the voice asked rhetorically, it was in an affirmative tone.
Ruoxi's body trembled, and the white handkerchief fell to the ground, fluttering like a feather. She raised her head, and Ruoxi could not see the man's face, but only saw a pair of ice-blue eyes, looking at her with complicated eyes. Still
There is scrutiny in the eyes and indescribable sadness in the astonished expression.
The scene was frozen. Ruoxi remained motionless, still looking up at the man at a forty-five degree angle. He just lowered his head slightly, his face still as stern and powerful as before. That look made Ruoxi feel that he was a superior king, and he
She is the clown who shows off her ugly behavior in the audience. What awaits her is always torture and death.
He looked at Ruoxi all night, and then at the other two people. It should be the one in Mu Shiqin's arms. There should be three people. Ruoxi couldn't ignore them even if he wanted to.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do it." Li Ye stood up straight again, with that kind of alienation and politeness on his face: "It's my fault, I soiled your leather shoes, I'm sorry!"
He bent his small body and picked up the handkerchief, which still had Ruoxi's favorite wisteria flowers on it. He squatted at Mu Shiqin's feet with such a small body, and was overwhelmed by his figure.
"I'll wipe it clean for you. If you're not satisfied, we'll compensate you. But this matter has nothing to do with my mother. It's my fault alone."
His tone was humble, Ruoxi frowned and wanted to protect the child.
"No need." Li Ye just squatted down and was about to wipe it, when Mu Shiqin took a step back. Putting down Mu Ruoteng, he took out the tissue in his pocket and wiped off the dirt: "It's just leather shoes, no need to apologize."
The man's tone was still very elegant, Li Ye was a little shocked, and his little face was a little more embarrassed.
"It's okay, just be more careful next time." Mu Shiqin took out a black handkerchief, wiped off the dirt on Lian Ye's hands, glanced at Ruoxi, and said calmly: "Listen to mom more in the future, don't let her worry
."
Lian Ye's eyes flashed, and he frowned when Mu Shiqin looked at Ruoxi. He withdrew his hand and returned to Ruoxi's side: "I know, I will pay attention next time and won't cause trouble to my mother again."