"Don't you know after seeing her performance just now?" Feng Linxue smiled self-deprecatingly, "And, if you really have to distinguish between true and false, you can tell with an appraisal report. It's ridiculous, we have raised it for others so much.
A child who has been around for many years, but his grandson doesn’t know... "
Leng Haotian only felt that the bitter taste in his mouth was full of chewing. He now understood clearly what it means to be a coincidence and what it means to be self-inflicted.
Feng Linxue was moved and apologized: "The child Qingxue has raised us for four years, and her health is so poor. It's really a big deal. If you dare to treat her badly, I will
....”
"I..." Leng Haotian only said one word, and couldn't say anything else.
Leng Yunting kept staring at the wherever Luo Qingxue and Xiaobao left, staring deeply.
Upstairs, although Xiaobao had just experienced a nightmare and was almost frightened, when he returned to the room, Xiaobao still wanted to cry.
"Mommy, tell Xiaobao that daddy is daddy, not someone else, right?"
Looking at her son holding the corner of her clothes and trying hard to open her eyes, Luo Qingxue's heart was extremely sore. She touched the child's head: "Xiaobao, mommy also feels sad, but Daddy has no choice
Leng Yunting... is indeed your biological father."
When Xiaobao heard this, he lowered his little head and felt a little aggrieved.
Now that things have come to this, Luo Qingxue said anything else is not suitable, so she could only touch the child's little head: "Xiaobao, don't you like playing with bad guys? He will play football with you and will go out to play with you.
, he will tell you stories, and he will be with you in the future."
"But, but." Xiaobao "But" for a long time, he could only whisper, "Xiaobao misses daddy. Does daddy want Xiaobao anymore? I can't come for so long."
Luo Qingxue didn't know how to explain to him, but just said: "Xiaobao, in the future...mommy will love Xiaobao more, and mommy will not let Xiaobao be hurt."
"Dad never cares about Xiaobao anymore? Xiaobao can't even see Daddy, nor can he meet Uncle Zhongma and Wales?"
Xiaobao raised his little head, and his eyes were filled with hope and prayer.
"No." Luo Qingxue shook her head repeatedly: "How could Daddy ignore you? Xiaobao just--there is another new daddy, and he will love Xiaobao as much as Daddy."
Xiaobao lowered his little head and kept looking at his little slippers. The little clothes, shoes, and the small football on his body were all bought for him by Leng Yunting. During this period, Leng Yunting gave him
He is very pampered, not that he can't feel it.
He just, he just likes Lin Yuchen very much.
After finally coaxing Xiaobao to bed, Luo Qingxue felt weak all over. She cleaned up and walked out of the corridor. Sure enough, she saw Leng Yunting smoking against the wall.
The dimly lit corridor, the flames of his cigarette butts were bright and dark. When he saw her coming out, he pressed the ashtray on one side to wipe out the cigarette butts and slowly walked towards her. His whole body was still shrouding in smoke, like a mountain.
The evening mist between them is deep and elegant.
However, after Luo Qingxue looked at him, her first feeling was that she turned around and left.
Leng Yunting walked over two steps quickly and hugged her from behind.