Chapter 8: The Child's Father
But if you want to have an abortion over there, you have to go through layers of audits.
Later, it dragged on until six or seven months, and she had no choice but to give birth to the child.
When the child kicked around in her stomach, an inexplicable feeling came up, and the long-hidden anger gradually wore out.
Chu Xi accompanied her through the most difficult days, and also brought her an experience that she had never had before.
But in the end, it was she who let Chu Xi follow her and suffer grievances.
Chu Lerong's nose was sour, and the mist surging in his eyes almost gushed out.
Chu Xi bent down and moved a small stool, stood up on the table, stood on tiptoe and stretched out his arms vigorously, but his little hands only touched Chu Lerong's chin.
He blinked, "Mommy, can you hug me?"
"Okay, Mommy really wants to hold Xiaoxi all the time. ”
Chu Lerong bent down and hugged Chu Xi in his arms, his voice trembling a little.
Chu Xi stretched out his little hand seriously and helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Mommy, don't cry, Xiaoxi will grow up soon, and you can go home by yourself when you grow up." You don't have to hug Xiaoxi in the future, but Xiaoxi hugs you, okay?"
His voice was milky, but he looked like a little adult, which made it impossible to refuse.
Chu Lerong took a deep breath, blinked vigorously, and pretended to smile easily: "Okay, mom promises you." It's getting late, it's time for us to go home. ”
"Teacher, can you help me hand over my school bag?"
Chu Xi opened his big cute eyes and pointed to the small schoolbag placed aside.
The teacher standing on the side was already so moved that he hurriedly handed over the schoolbag.
Don't talk about handing over one schoolbag, even if you ask her to hand ten schoolbags, she is willing.
Chu Lerong carried Chu Xi to the car all the way, helped him fasten his seat belt, and then started the car to rush home.
Chu Lerong glanced forward: "Baby, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Mommy only makes omelets, and Xiaoxi wants to make some other dishes by herself. ”
"Do it yourself?" Chu Lerong suddenly couldn't laugh, "Son, are you serious? When did you learn to cook?" Besides, natural gas is very dangerous, and Mommy is not at ease. ”
"We just had a cooking class today, and we don't use gas. ”
Chu Xi suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Lerong: "Mommy, there are still people from the TV station coming over today." A group of older siblings surrounded me and asked me many childish questions. ”
"Someone from the TV station?"
Chu Lerong's heart squeezed hard, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and hurriedly let go, looking at Chu Xi with a nervous expression: "What did they do in the past?
"They said that they were holding a campus cooking competition, and they chose to cook the little prince and the little princess. I don't remember what they asked me, they pinched my face!"
Chu Xi wiped his little face very dissatisfied.
Chu Lerong reluctantly calmed down: "Xiaoxi, no matter what happens in the future, you have to tell your mother, do you know? If someone wants to take you away, you must call the police? Do you remember the phone number of the policeman's uncle?"
"Remember!"
Chu Xi nodded vigorously and couldn't help but glance at Chu Lerong a few times.
Mommy seems to be unhappy today, and her face is ugly.
Alas, the world of adults is really troublesome.
Chu Xi let out a long sigh and turned his head to look out the window.
After dinner, Chu Lerong helped Chu Xi take a bath, put him to sleep, and lay aside to watch him sleep obediently, the tip of his heart suddenly became extremely soft, but the man's face flashed in his mind, and his brows were furrowed.
Chu Xi kicked the quilt, raised his arm to wrap his arms around her waist, and rubbed Xiangxiang's soft body upward.
Chu Lerong carefully helped him cover the quilt and kissed him on the forehead, no longer thinking about those messy things.
After the interview passed, she and Gu Junyao had no intersection.
Chu Lerong drove to work as usual.
As soon as I entered the office, there was a rush of footsteps behind me.
She glanced back, and saw the assistant hurriedly walking over with a magazine in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the root of his ears.
Chu Lerong pushed the door in surprise, and asked casually: "What are you so happy about?
"It's even happier than meeting an idol!"
The assistant hurriedly put the magazine on the desk and looked at her excitedly: "Since the last magazine that interviewed Gu Junyao came out, it was sold out. The company has contacted the printing agency to reprint several batches, and it has been booked out. It is said that the surroundings about Gu Junyao have come out!"
"Really?" Chu Le hooked the corners of his lips with a smile, "What does this have to do with me?"
"If it weren't for your good photography skills, how could the company make so much money?"
The assistant smiled, picked up the magazine, pointed to the cover, and smiled: "Sister Lerong, for the sake of me following you for so long, how about sending me this original picture?"
Chu Le lifted his eyelids and glanced at them, his heartbeat missed half a beat, and his breath was a little stagnant.
On the cover, there is a photo of Gu Junyao looking back wet, his eyes are sharp and forbearing, his aura is powerful and cold, and his body exudes a powerful charm.
No wonder this magazine is selling so well.
But she remembered that she didn't plan to send this photo to the editor-in-chief in the first place, what the hell was going on?
Chu Lerong's face tightened, and he stared at the assistant with burning eyes: "Where did this photo come from?"
"Didn't you shoot it?"
Chu Lerong frowned, and hurriedly opened the mailbox to find the documents that he had sent to the editor-in-chief before.
Just as she swept over with a glance, the phone suddenly vibrated a few times.
She didn't think about it, and picked it up directly: "Hey, who?"
"It's me. ”
The cold and calm voice instantly pierced the eardrum, and the heart beat violently a few times.
On the screen, the unedited photo appeared, and the status showed that it had been sent.
Chu Lerong gasped, gritted his teeth and closed the file.
Sure enough, it's time to settle the score.
"I'm downstairs in your company, come down in a minute, and I'm looking for you. ”
Before she could speak, the other party hung up the phone.
Chu Lerong took a deep breath, straightened his waist and walked out.
Sooner or later, we have to face it.
As soon as the front foot stepped out of the company hall, the back foot heard a sharp car horn next to it, and a Rolls-Royce stopped next to it.
The windows were half-lowered, and the gloomy and angular side face suddenly burst into view.
Chu Lerong unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips and walked over slowly: "What's the matter?"
Gu Junyao glanced at her lightly, opened the passenger door, and gave her a look.
Chu Lerong hesitated for a few seconds and sat up.
Before he could close the door, a photo flew to his lap: "What's going on?"
In the photo, Chu Xi is wearing a small chef's hat and cooking seriously, and his face can be seen clearly.