After taking the medicine, Su Wanqing felt a headache and had no energy to yell at him.
"Tuo, listen to me. Two days ago, I had a dream about Ming's father. I only saw the man's back, but I felt that he was so sad, as if he was about to die. Then, I also
So sad. When I woke up, the pillow was wet."
She raised her eyes and looked at him blankly: "I want to find Ming's father. I always feel that he is not dead yet."
Tuo's face suddenly darkened, blaming him for not calling her to tell her to take medicine in the past two days.
"Ming's father has died a long time ago. I have told you many times." His voice was hoarse and cold, and his eyes were filled with suffocating defiance and stubbornness.
"Really?" Su Wanqing's voice suddenly weakened. She sighed and said, "Tuo, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep for a while."
"Okay, you rest first, don't think about all that mess." He knew that every time she took medicine, she would feel sleepy and sleepy.
After covering her with the quilt, Tuocai carefully closed the door.
When he turned around, he was surprised to see Ming looking up at him like a little adult.
"Your mother is sleeping, don't disturb her." Tuo asked lightly, lowering his voice.
Ming narrowed his ice-blue eyes and said, "I'm not here to see Mommy, I'm here to see you."
Tuo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is something wrong?"
This child really becomes less and less cute as he grows up. Not only does he have the face of the man he hates the most, but his personality is 100% that of a little devil, and he is very difficult to deal with.
"Are you forcing mommy to get married again?" The little devil bared his teeth and looked fierce, clenching his fists and waving them in protest.
Seeing this, Tuo smiled instead of being angry. He easily grabbed the little fist and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? That's not a forced marriage, it's a proposal."
"I won't admit it." The little devil struggled angrily.
Ming seems to have an inexplicable obsession with his biological father, an obsession with hatred.
"I won't admit you until I find the heartless man who left mommy behind."
"Your biological father is dead." Tuo's voice was a little deep.
Ming snorted coldly: "No ghost will believe what you say."
Tuo fell silent.
He turned around and left, no longer wanting to compete with this brat.
When Su Wanqing woke up, it was already late at night. Strangely, she did not have that sad dream again.
She didn't wake up naturally, she was woken up by her own son.
"Ming, be good, don't make trouble." Su Wanqing pushed away her son's naughty hand and yawned.
Ming lay next to the bed, whispered in her ear: "Mommy, I've booked the air tickets and hotel. Let's go to X city to watch the concert."
"Now?" Su Wanqing sat up halfway and rubbed her head.
"Yeah, right now." There was an oversized backpack beside Ming, "Look, I've packed everything."
The city where Su Wanqing is now located is several provinces away from City X. Even by plane, it takes two or three hours.
"Which celebrity do you like?" She was very curious.
As soon as he mentioned this, Ming suddenly became energetic and began to talk eloquently, foaming at the mouth.
"Her name is Su Jiuge. She sings really well and is great at acting. Although she is forty-one years old, she looks no different from her thirty-year-old self. Gee, she is such a beauty, an intellectual and mature beauty.