Bella ate happily and wanted to say "Let's go, let's go, let's go."
"I'm leaving, you must miss me!" Yangyang pouted and ordered.
"Ugh..." Bella gnawed on the sausage, thinking you would have nightmares.
Yangyang patted its wrinkled little face and said, "Be good. You have to take good care of yourself after I'm gone, you know? Grandma's trachea is sensitive, so you can't get close to her. Grandpa has high blood pressure, so you can't scare her.
Grandpa, Chenchen’s father doesn’t like you looking ugly, so don’t hang around in front of him all the time. And there’s more..."
"Oh..." Bella muttered randomly, "I know, I know, it's so long-winded."
"...Remember them all...I'm leaving, just a ball..."
Yangyang's eyes turned red as he thought about it.
Finally, he sighed arrogantly and stood up.
His smart eyes quietly scanned the surrounding environment, then tightened the strap of his schoolbag, and his small body was hidden on the cobblestone path with fallen leaves...
Goodbye, grandparents.
Goodbye, everyone in the Qi family.
Goodbye, you ugly piece of shit.
Also, goodbye...Chenchen's father...
*
Qi's Building, in the conference room.
The atmosphere was quite tense.
"President, everything has been arranged at the tenth floor venue. According to the information report just sent by the Public Relations Department, 71 companies that have been shortlisted for the first batch are now ready to enter..."
At the meeting, senior leaders of various departments were seriously conducting reporting work.
Ye Huanyu learned a lesson from the meeting this time. As soon as he entered the meeting, he moved a stool to the farthest place from Qi Yemo and sat down. He picked up his notepad and scribbled one stroke after another.
From time to time, he secretly glanced at Qi Yemo's cold and handsome face, and his mind kept recalling everything that happened with him in the past few nights...
Especially on the night of his mother's death, she still remembered the cool tenderness at his fingertips...
However, it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.
He is still the same Qi Yemo who was as cold as ice.
But she seemed unable to go back to the past...
With a faint sigh, she glanced at the clock. When the hands pointed to 11:25, her heart skipped a beat uneasily.
Dozens of text messages from her father almost destroyed her phone, and her fingertips became increasingly pale. What should she do?
Drawings, to steal or not to steal?
Suddenly, the phone vibrated again, and the message came again——
[Unfilial daughter! I was so anxious that I was about to explode, but you turned a deaf ear. Well done, since you are unkind, don’t blame me for being unjust!]
Immediately afterwards, a MMS message was sent——
Her face turned pale, and it turned out to be a photo of her son with his mouth tied with a white cloth...
*
In this car, Yangyang is carrying a schoolbag and returning to the old community in despair.
Standing downstairs, he looked up at the small house where he and his mother and grandmother had lived.
My mood became excited, and my mother's smile appeared in my mind. The longing for me for many days suddenly filled my heart, and I quickly drove away those incomprehensible losses.
He grinned brightly, as if it had been a century, took quick steps, and ran up the stairs with a thump...
Arrived at the doorstep.
The door is ajar.
"Yo——" Before He Zi could open his mouth, Yangyang, who was still in excitement, was immediately shocked by a man's roar.
"Bastard! Look at what kind of daughter you gave birth to. It turns out that she went out to hang out with wild men all these years and even gave birth to a bastard! Since she is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"
"Shengtian, don't get excited. Huanhuan must be thinking of a solution. Can you give her some time? Don't hurt Yangyang. The child is innocent..."