"Don't cry, Chenxing." He held her face: "I would rather you beat me than cry in front of me."
Chenxing shook his head: "I won't hit you."
"If you hit me, I will feel better. You really shouldn't hit me and you shouldn't make me feel better." Gu Shaocheng explained this way, and Chen Xing didn't know how to respond to him, "I'm sorry."
"No matter how much you say I'm sorry, you can't bring my Holy Saint back, right? Then stop saying useless words." Chenxing looked at Gu Shaocheng sincerely: I actually really blame you, you know that Holy Saint is me
Half a life?”
Gu Shaocheng was speechless.
Chenxing hurriedly wiped his tears: "And you shouldn't have hid it from me. You hid it from me so hard. You made me think that you had solved the child's problem long ago. However, the fact is that not only did you not solve this big problem,
You even hid it from me and cruelly sent Shengsheng away behind my back. Shengsheng would hate us to death. I didn't even...even send him off. You made me, a mother, become the most negligent mommy.
"
Chenxing's voice was choked and hoarse: "How could you do this?"
She really wanted to beat him up, she wanted to take a gun and shoot him, or else she would punch and kick him, and deal with him severely, but she knew that doing so would not help at all.
Apart from being happy, it has no practical effect.
Now she only hopes that he can become the president and let Shengsheng still stay under his wings. If she really can't come back, if she can only choose to accept the reality, then now is the best result.
"I...can I go see Shengsheng? How much power does the president have? Can I take care of Shengsheng?" Chenxing held Gu Shaocheng's hand tightly, his eyes full of hope: "Since Shengsheng can't come back, then I
Go take care of Shengsheng, Shaocheng, do you agree?"
This is also the most important reason why she eagerly hopes that Shaocheng can become the president.
"Wait for another month, and I will take you to see the child." Gu Shaocheng did not really promise anything. He looked at her with eyes that deepened twice and pressed her head on his chest, "Chenxing, I am very grateful to Shengsheng.
Expectations are high.”
Chenxing took a deep breath: "This is not a reason. I have read a lot of information. The child who was raised by that person in the past..."
Chenxing did not continue talking because she knew Gu Shaocheng understood.
"With me watching, he won't become a bad boy." Of course Gu Shaocheng understood, which was why he didn't like to send Sheng Sheng away, but he thought that under his own wings, this worry would not change.
If it becomes a reality, he will slowly put his own people in. He will carefully select the master of Shengsheng, one from a thousand, and will not teach him in a bad way. "On the contrary, he will become my most proud child."
"What about Zunzun?" Chenxing raised her head, her heart still filled with worry.
"Your Majesty, I will teach you personally!" Gu Shaocheng hooked Chenxing's lips and wanted to kiss them, but felt that the occasion was not right: "Every one of my sons, Gu Shaocheng, is one of a million."
Chenxing nudged him: "I don't want my son to be outstanding. I just want my child to grow up happily under my care."
"A loving mother is a loser, what kind of child can I raise if I leave you alone?" Gu Shaocheng didn't mean to tease or ridicule in his words, but Chenxing was unhappy and pinched him hard: "I don't care, I want to see the Holy Saint.
, we have to see her every month, no, we have to see her every week, we have to see her every day, I can’t let Sheng Sheng lose her maternal love.”