450. Chapter 450 Adorable baby fights mistress, please take the move 2
"Why?" He didn't expect that his son would not come back, and he felt a sense of loss and panic in his heart.
Could it be that he no longer wants himself, but wants his father?
"Mommy, I still have things to do here. I'll go back with you when I'm done."
As a little boy, he didn't think about mommy at all. He just simply thought that he was here to drive away that damn mistress.
"What happened?"
"Mommy, I can't tell you. I will definitely go back after I'm done."
He didn't want to say it and make Mommy sad again. He wanted to protect Mommy. He was a man and he wanted to protect Mommy and his sisters.
My son has always told me everything, but now he doesn't tell me anything. He has his own secret.
This made her heart even more complicated, as her son stopped telling her little secret after not seeing her for just half a month.
On the other end of the phone, she looked pale and moved the corners of her mouth feebly. "Can't you really tell Mommy?"
"Um."
"Then when do you ask mommy to pick you up, will they treat you well?"
"Mommy, I miss you, and I also miss my sister and sisters. I will go back, they are kind to me."
As soon as I heard that he missed his older sister, it happened to be a double holiday today, and the children gathered around mommy when they heard that it was his older brother.
"Fu'er, Mengmeng, Ruo'er, come and talk to Mu Sheng." She turned the phone on to loudspeaker and placed it next to them.
Fu'er picked up the phone and sat in the middle, while Mengmeng and Ruo'er sat next to him.
Several people knew it was Mu Sheng, and the bond between the same mother and the same child was stronger than those.
"Brother... Mengmeng misses you so much. When will you come back to play with Mengmeng?" Mengmeng burst into tears immediately after saying this. She and Mu Sheng have always had the best relationship.
Even Ruo'er, who was addicted to eating, didn't care about the candy next to him and sat there obediently.
"Brother, Ruo'er misses you too."
Fu'er's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly with excitement. "Brother, is it really you? Is it really you? We miss you so much. Have you found your father?"
A series of questions from several people and the long-lost warmth made Musheng unable to hold back the tears any longer.
No matter how mature he is, he is still only a four-year-old child, leaving home for the first time and coming to a distant place. The loneliness in his heart and the longing for home.
The longing for my sisters and my mother came out like a tide. "Mommy, sister, Mengmengruoer, I miss you too. I..."
After speaking, he wiped his tears, and his mother told him that a man should bleed without shedding tears, and that he could not set a bad example for his sisters.
Here we exchange deep thoughts and endless words.
Kasefir had been waiting outside the door for several hours. Hearing the cry of Mu Sheng inside, he didn't have the heart to disturb him.
They must have a lot to say, and it's probably three or four in the morning now.
It had been a few hours since he answered the phone, and he felt sleepy. He slowly slid to the ground and sat down, leaning against the wall and falling asleep.
Early in the morning, the servant saw the young master falling asleep leaning against the young master's door, and pushed him gently. "Master, master, wake up. You will catch a cold like this."
Kasefir slowly opened his eyes, although his eyes were still dark.
"Master, why are you sleeping here? Let me help you go back to your room to sleep!"
"No need." He pushed her away and heard that there was no voice inside.
Opening the door softly, Musheng was sleeping on the bed like that. There was no quilt covering him, and he still had his mobile phone in his hand.
When the servant saw him, he quickly pulled a thin quilt to cover him. The entire castle here has air conditioning.
So no matter how hot it is outside, it's only 20 degrees here, so you still need to cover your belly. "Young master, why don't you cover yourself with a quilt? What if you catch a cold?"
"Master, your cell phone." The servant carefully took out the cell phone from his hand, fearing to wake him up.
Kasefir took the phone and walked out the door.
The servant watched the young master groping forward without helping him. She knew that the arrogant young master would not let anyone help him, and just looked at the tall figure from behind.
She sighed deeply and sadly. "Fate has its way with people."
Kasefir returned to the room, his low cries echoing in his mind.
In the end, I simply stopped sleeping, walked to the third floor, and opened the door.
Abu stretched out his snow-white fur, one eyeball was bright yellow and the other was blue.
Lying lazily on the Persian stall, even though he was lying lazily, his whole body still exuded the aura of a strong man.
It is no longer the cat-like figure it used to be, but is now an extremely aggressive adult tiger.
The snow-white fur on its body is as soft as snowflakes.
Kasefir opened the door and walked in, feeling Abu's breath. Even though he hadn't seen him for several years, he still remembered Abu's unique aura.
"Abu."
When Abu felt the familiar breath, he slowly opened his eyes, the moment he saw the familiar person again.
He ran over excitedly and gave him a bear hug.
Kasefir felt that Abu in his arms had grown much bigger and he could no longer hold him.
Touching his fur affectionately, Abu habitually tilted his head towards him.
After playing for a while, both of them calmed down. He touched Abu. "Abu, you have grown up."
"Ouch..." Abu kept nodding his head, saying that he missed his master.
Although Kasefir couldn't understand its words, he could feel what it was thinking.
"Abu, do you miss me?"
"Ouch..."
"I miss Abu too. Abu has grown up."
When Abu heard this, he wagged his tail in fear.
"Abu, I came here today to trouble you with something, is that okay?"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"Abu kept nodding, as long as it was what the master said.
A faint smile appeared on Cassifer's handsome face.
"Abu, I have a son. I heard he looks exactly like me. Would you like to play with him? He must be lonely in a strange city. Would you like to stay with him on my behalf?"
Abu thought for a while and finally nodded. "Ouch..."
Mrs. Mohammed came to the kitchen early in the morning wearing an apron.
This frightened all the servants. They had been working here for more than ten years and had never seen Madam cook more than once.
Only when the young master was very young did the madam occasionally do it once or twice.
"Madam, just tell me what you like to eat and I will prepare it for you right away."
"No need, you go about your business, I'll just do whatever I want." The kitchen here is an independent European-style kitchen with complete equipment.
There are four refrigerators, all double cashiers, with everything.
Someone will bring fresh vegetables here every day, and the leftovers from yesterday must be thrown away.
They felt it was a pity, so they secretly took it out and sold it themselves.
There are only about thirty servants in this castle, so there is no way to use up so many. But for the master's immediate needs, everything should be prepared every time, just like a small vegetable market.
"Okay, if Madam has any instructions, just tell me."
Mrs. Mohammed opened the refrigerator. Chinese breakfast? What would Musheng like to eat?