A silver limousine parked outside the gate of an aristocratic school. Rao Xueman stood in front of the car and watched a small figure carrying a blue schoolbag walk out of the school gate. He immediately opened his kind smile and looked at the car.
She shouted: "Zihao, mother-in-law is here!"
But when the little figure saw her, he didn't seem happy at all. When he walked in, he realized that his face and body were as dirty as a small tabby cat.
"My good grandson, what's wrong with you? Did you get into a fight with someone again?" Rao Xueman knelt down and held his chubby little hand, asking him with concern.
Facing the kind grandmother, the little guy didn't appreciate it. He threw her hand away, threw his schoolbag directly into the car, and sat in the back seat without saying a word!
Seeing him like this, Rao Xueman must have had a conflict with his classmates in the kindergarten, so she didn't ask him, got in the car together, and quickly left the school.
Four years is enough time for a person to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Lan Xiya is dressed in a smart black professional suit. Her long curly hair has long been replaced by straight hair that has just reached her shoulders. The childishness on her face has been baptized for four years, and there is no trace on her face at all.
.
She had just negotiated a project in the United States and successfully signed the contract. As soon as she got off the plane, she received a call from Aunt Man. Her young master seemed not very happy today.
"Madam, you are finally back. The young master has been depressed since he came home from school. When asked what happened to him, he kept his head down and refused to speak!" As soon as he stepped through the door, the housekeeper became worried.
He came towards her with an open face.
"It's okay, leave it to me!" Lan Xiya handed the luggage and briefcase to the housekeeper and walked directly to her son's room.
His room is not like other little boys who like to have all kinds of cartoon characters on them. Perhaps he has inherited his father’s genetic characteristics and hobbies. He also likes deep cold-color decoration. He is completely like a little adult. If he didn’t understand his own
Son, Lan Xiya often thinks that she is in the wrong room.
"Baby, Mommy is back." In the room, I saw my son sitting alone on the bed, looking at something as if he was holding something in his hand.
Lan Xiya's voice finally made the little guy who had been silent all day react. He turned around and looked out the door. It was really Mommy who was back.
"Mommy..." He jumped out of bed excitedly and ran towards Lan Xiya.
Lan Xiya closed the door casually, bent down to hold him in her arms, and pressed a big kiss directly on his face.
Four years later, looking at her son in her arms, Lan Xiya seemed to see a long-lost shadow.
He, Lei Zihao, is three years old this year and has inherited all of his father's genes. At such a young age, he and Lei Sui look like they were printed from the same mold. Lan Xiya hugs him every time.
Just looking at his little face makes you feel emotional.
"I heard from grandma and the housekeeper that you seem a little unhappy today. Did you have a conflict with the children in the kindergarten?" Lan Xiya sat on the bed with her son in her arms and looked at the dirty coat he threw on the ground. She seemed to have guessed it.
Some.
"Mommy, I didn't mean to fight with them. It was Lu Jiaming who first laughed at me for not having a father, so I started to fight!" At such a young age, he already had a very strong sense of self-esteem.
Although he was born into a wealthy family, and had a lot of people who cared about him and loved him since he was a child, the word "father" appeared frequently in his mind when he started to understand. He looked at other people's children.
With daddy and mommy by his side, he will ask himself, why does he only have mommy? Where is his daddy?
When Lan Xiya heard these words, her heart tightened and she didn't know how to answer his words?
From the corner of his eye, he saw a photo album he had placed on the bed. It turned out that this was what he was looking at just now.
There were photos of her and Lei Bing in the photo album, but most of them were made by Andre asking Shadow to combine the photos of the two of them. This photo album has now become Zihao's most precious thing.
Every time he misses his daddy, he will take out this photo album and remember his face firmly in his heart.
Lan Xiya was saddened by her son's sensibility. Shouldn't this be a characteristic that a three-year-old boy should have?
"Daddy went to a place far, far away. He said that when we, Zihao, grow up and become little men, daddy will come back, return to Zihao's side, and never leave again.
....." Lan Xiya felt sour in her heart. She couldn't remember how many times she had said these words.
Xiao Zihao nestled in Mommy's arms and didn't speak for a long time. His chubby little hands tightly grabbed Mommy's clothes.
Suddenly, he raised his head, a layer of mist appeared in his clear eyes, his face fell down, and he asked with a sad cry: "Lu Jiaming said you are a liar, Daddy didn't go far away at all.
He is dead, daddy is dead, right?"
Lan Xiya's face suddenly turned pale at her son's words. She was a little flustered and didn't know how to answer?
"Mommy, I want Daddy, Zihao wants Daddy..." He buried his little head in her arms, his fleshy little body swaying in her arms, all his tears and nose smeared on the
On her high-end suit.
"Baby, be good. Lu Jiaming is talking nonsense. Daddy is not dead. He is really not dead. I promise you, okay?" Holding her son in her arms, Lan Xiya could only continue to comfort him.
"I don't want to promise, I want daddy. Unless mommy can make daddy appear in front of me on Sunday, I will believe what mommy says!" There were still tears in the corners of Xiao Zihao's eyes. This time he was really hurt.
"This..." Her son's request made Lan Xiya a little embarrassed. Where could she find a father for him?
"Mommy..." Seeing the embarrassment on her face, Xiao Zihao called her with a long tail.
Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Lan Xiya nodded helplessly, but before nodding, she regretted agreeing to him, because she didn't know how to complete it?
Seeing his mommy nodding, a smile immediately appeared on Xiao Zihao's face, he opened his chubby little hands and counted carefully: "One day, two days, three days...
Today is Tuesday. As long as we stick to it for four days, we can see daddy by the weekend.
Thinking of this, his mood suddenly improved, and his stomach began to growl: "Mommy, I'm hungry."
"Then go downstairs to find grandma." Lan Xiya put him down from her arms.
He was in a good mood, turned around and ran out of the room and rushed downstairs. But it's hard for Lan Xiya, who doesn't know what to do on Sunday?
After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and dialed Andre's number. His son was usually the best with him and listened to his words the most. Maybe he could think of some solutions.
"Lie, there's trouble, and you have to take action this time!" After the call was connected, Lan Xiya couldn't hold back before the other end of the phone spoke.
Andre was still in the company at this moment. When he heard her words, he thought that her project in the United States had collapsed.
"What's the trouble?" He put down his work and waited for her next words.
"It's Zihao. He came back just now, crying and making trouble to find his daddy..." Lan Xiya told him exactly what had just happened.
"This is a bit troublesome, but don't worry, I will find a way to deal with that kid!" Andre on the other side of the phone comforted her, but this time she did come back with a big problem for him.
"Okay, I'll bother you then." After receiving his affirmation, Lan Xiya felt a little relieved.
In the past four years, if Andre hadn't supported their mother and son, she would have been so desperate that she wouldn't be able to survive today.
"Xia, what are you thinking about?" Lan Yu's figure suddenly appeared in front of the door.
"Sister, can you knock on the door when you come in?" Her sudden appearance always made her uncomfortable.
"This is not your room, why should I knock on the door? If you have finished thinking about things, come down quickly and see that little ancestor!" Lan Yu leaned against the door, and the little ancestor he said naturally meant the person who just came downstairs.
Lei Zihao.
It seemed that her precious son was in trouble again. He got up and walked to her side, holding her hand and walking downstairs together. While walking, he did not forget to tease her a few words: "Sister, it seems that Lie has been chasing you for four years, right?
And I saw him coming out of your room several times in the morning. Is there something you are hiding from me, and should you explain it to me honestly?"
"Lan Xiya——" Lan Yu suddenly stopped and shouted at her.
"Why are you so loud? I'm listening!" Her reaction seemed a bit extreme.
"I have nothing to do with him. Don't talk nonsense, let alone ask him!" Lan Yu hurriedly explained, but the more she explained, the easier it was for others to misunderstand her.
"Okay, I'm not a loudspeaker, let's go..." A smile twitched at the corner of her mouth, I really didn't understand what she was stubborn about.
