As soon as she got home, she rushed to the bathroom and threw up on the toilet.

She vomited so much that she felt that her mouth was full of the salty taste peculiar to men, which was disgusting.

His eyes were red, and he looked up, but his eyes came into contact with a small shadow in the mirror.

A cute little milk bag of Yuxue, only two or three years old, milk-white complexion, wearing cartoon pajamas, half of her body hiding behind the door, a pair of dripping grape eyes, looking at her with a probing brain.

Seeing that she had found it, she immediately shrank back, and after a while, she cautiously walked in and handed her the tissue.

"Mommy wipes her face, Mommy doesn't cry~"

The milky tail note, the immature and clumsy care.

Wei Qiqi's heart softened in an instant, took the tissue, squatted down and hugged him.

"Bao'er, Mommy didn't cry, Mommy just wasn't feeling well. ”

"Oh...... Mommy is not feeling well. ”

The little milk bag repeated the sentence like a worm, and the little adult frowned and tilted his head to go out.

Wei Qi breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to rinse her mouth, looked up at the pale woman in the mirror, and then looked at her own hand.

This pair of thick hands that are accustomed to wine glasses and plates can't imagine that it was once white and slender, and it once led a great change in the financial world.

She sniffed and sorted out her emotions, turned around, but almost hit a 'block'!

"Yikes!"

Wei Qi let out a low cry and hurriedly bounced away, only to see the scene in front of him clearly.

At the door of the bathroom, the little milk bag is trembling with a glass of water.

I don't know how he got the cup, it was too full of water, and he walked very slowly to prevent it from spilling.

Seeing her turn around, the little milk bag immediately rejoiced, raised the cup vigorously, and sent it to her as if flattering.

"Mommy is not feeling well, drinking water-"

Wei Qi slammed his mouth, and it took a while to endure the heat in his eyes.

She took the water and set it aside, took the child's limp body into her arms, and lovingly dropped a soft kiss on his forehead.

At this moment, she even hated herself, why did she have the idea of giving up herself when Murong Ke threatened her.

Such a sensible child, sensible is distressing, how can she be willing to leave him?

Wei Qi silently hugged the child, silently guilty.

The little milk bag seemed to be able to sense her emotions, and stretched out her little fleshy hand to touch her hair.

"Mommy is not sad, Bao'er will grow up soon, Bao'er wants to protect Mommy-"

Wei Qiqi nodded vigorously: "Okay, Mommy will also protect Bao'er!"

After a long time, she stood up, took him to eat and change clothes, and watched him go to the study, her eyes gradually revealing firmness.

In any case, she shouldn't admit defeat easily in front of Lin Chen.

In the past half a month, Wei Qi has been quite idle.

The clubhouse no longer let her go to work on the grounds that she was being fostered, and is making time for her to spend time with Bao'er.

It's just that there is still no news of Wei Shengsheng.

Wei Qi waited anxiously for several days, and finally waited for the man's call in the evening.

"Two days later, Dongxian Tower, you have a birthday party. ”

It's totally a commanding tone.

Wei Qi stood on the windowsill, looking straight ahead, trying to negotiate terms with him.

"I want to see Shengsheng. ”

"Come, I'll let you see. ”

Murong Ke's tone suddenly mixed with a bit of gentleness, with a hint of bewitchment, just like back then, it actually made her a little distracted.

"Dress up nicely, I have a gift for you. ”

After speaking, he chuckled, and without waiting for her to answer, he hung up the phone first.