"Oh, sir, are you talking about my mobile phone?" Aunt Zhang replied calmly, "My wife gave it to me."
Mo Shaocheng frowned. Well, she was really good at giving favors. She personally selected the mobile phone for her and then gave it away to someone else casually?
He was so angry that he wanted to strangle the little woman to death, coldly threw the newspaper on the coffee table, and left angrily.
After walking around and walking to the restaurant, my son finished his breakfast and drank the last sip of milk. He said angrily, "Ze Qian, let's go."
"Dad, are you in such a hurry? I haven't said goodbye to my mother yet."
Mo Shaocheng picked up Ze Qian and looked at Shen Manman with dagger-like eyes, "When the car is here, don't waste time on boring things."
He took the child away, but Shen Manman never understood what was wrong with him.
Are you still angry because of what happened last night, but the person who is angry should obviously be you, right?
Seeing the person walking away, Shen Manman remembered that Ze Qian had not picked up his small schoolbag, so she took it from the sofa and hurriedly chased him out.
Fortunately, the car hadn't gone far yet. Shen Manman chased her out wearing slippers. The driver saw her and stopped the car.
She had just finished eating and it was really hard to run. She was so uncomfortable that she gasped for air.
Knocking on the car door and lowering the window, Shen Manman was about to hand her small schoolbag in when she suddenly realized that the person who came into view was Jiang Lige.
Why is she in the car?
All movements stopped suddenly, and Shen Manman was stunned.
It was Jiang Lige who reacted, "Manman, give me your schoolbag."
"...Okay." Jiang Lige handed the schoolbag to Jiang Lige before he could react, "You, how did you..."
"My new company is not far from Mo's, and I take the train from Shaocheng every morning. The subway is really too crowded, and Shaocheng doesn't want me to suffer."
Jiang Lige smiled lightly, with a happy smile that could overflow from the corners of his eyes. His delicate appearance made others envious.
And Shen Manman's eyes inadvertently looked inside. Ze Qian was sitting in the middle, and Mo Shaocheng was sitting in the innermost position. The shadow covered most of his face, making him look even more enigmatic.
Ze Qian saw Shen Manman and happily called her, "Mom, Mom."
It's just that she couldn't listen to a word, and she only had one idea at the moment, and ran away.
In fact, Shen Manman did the same thing.
Without a word of farewell, she turned and left.
Zeqian was a little disappointed and said to Mo Shaocheng aggrievedly, "Dad, why is mom ignoring me? Didn't she see me?"
At this moment, it was time for Jiang Lige to gain a good impression. She coaxed Ze Qian, "Maybe Mom is in an emergency and I don't have time to say goodbye to you. But Ze Qian, don't worry, you will always be the first in my heart. Nothing will happen." More important than you."
Mo Zeqian and Mo Shaocheng are simply carved out of the same mold, especially when the little brows are furrowed, they are completely miniature versions of him.
He resisted Jiang Lige's contact and brushed her hand away, "You don't have to please me, I hate you. Bad woman, you are a vicious witch."
"Zeqian, why are you talking? Apologize to auntie quickly." Mo Shaocheng suddenly became serious.
Zeqian also had a bad temper, but he would not say, "I will not apologize, Dad, even if you hit me, I will not apologize to this bad woman."
Mo Shaocheng was very angry, not because of Jiang Lige, but simply because this behavior was impolite.
"You have a bad temper, don't you?"
The three-year-old child was so frightened by Mo Shaocheng's aura that he cried, "I don't like my father anymore. I want to find my mother. I want my mother. Wow, wow, wow."
Shen Manman has been taking care of Zeqian since he was born. Mo Shaocheng is busy with work during the day and has very little time to spend with his child.
He was also in a hurry to deal with this kind of situation, "Ze Qian, don't cry. Dad is wrong. Whatever you want, dad can buy it for you, okay?"
The little guy felt aggrieved and couldn't listen to anything he said, "I just want mommy, I just want mommy."
Jiang Lige's face turned cold, she was already so angry that her teeth were itching, but she couldn't show it, so she had to be patient and coax him.
"Zeqian, when you get out of school, your mother will naturally come to pick you up. You go to the kindergarten obediently, and aunt will bring you a big dinosaur next time, okay?"
"No, no, everything sent by the evil witch is poisonous. I don't want it. I want my mother..."
The more she cried, the harder she cried, and her beautiful eyes were swollen from crying.
Here, Shen Manman returned home and lay down on the sofa. Advertisements were playing on the TV, but her mind was not at all on it.
She has always sent Zeqian to kindergarten, but recently Mo Shaocheng has been very active, and she has figured out the problems that she had never understood before.
Because he wanted to create opportunities for Jiang Lige and Ze Qian to cultivate their relationship, so that their family of three could reunite earlier.
Then he can say it clearly, there is no need to be secretive.
But when she thought about it carefully, she didn't do it secretly, and there was no need to tell her such a thing.
My heart felt so uncomfortable and stuffy that I felt panicked.
At this moment, the cell phone next to her rang. Seeing that it was Mo Shaocheng, Shen Manman threw it aside without even thinking about it and let it ring.
Just as the ringing stopped, it rang again, and it was him.
With a wave of anger, Shen Manman answered the phone and said in a furious tone, "Is something wrong?"
"Have you taken gunpowder?" Mo Shaocheng felt baffled. He was already upset by Ze Qian. "Come out, I'll wait for you at the door."
She hung up the phone directly, her attitude was not much better than hers.
Shen Manman didn't want to go, but she heard the child's cry on the phone just now, and she felt anxious and uncomfortable, and couldn't sit still.
As he hurried out, Mo Shaocheng's car came back again.
Shen Manman stepped forward, Ze Qian cried like a tearful child, the tears on his eyelashes were still hanging there, "Mom, I want my mother."
There was no other way, so Mo Shaocheng could only say to Jiang Lige, "Lige, sit in the front."
Jiang Lige reluctantly changed to the passenger seat, and Shen Manman got in the car. The little guy threw himself into her arms, feeling aggrieved and unwilling to let go.
"Mom, when you weren't here, dad would team up with that bad woman to bully me. Mom, I'm so pitiful."
The little guy complained and put him in together with Mo Shaocheng. He looked fierce and looked at him proudly.
Mo Shaocheng was helpless, "When did I bully you?"
"You yelled at me, yelled at me for a bad woman." She was tearful, and she was about to cry again as she spoke.
Well, it’s okay if he doesn’t speak.
Mo Shaocheng told the driver, "Let's drive."
"Okay, Mr. Mo."
Unexpectedly, Mo Zeqian was not willing to give in. He frowned and said, "Dad, you let the bad woman get off the bus. I don't want to see her. As long as I see her, I will think of you teaming up with her to bully me, and I feel sad." .”
