Chapter Ninety-Three: She's Not My Mommy?

"Forget it, maybe there have been too many things lately, and I'm cranky." I have never been pregnant, how can I have such a child? She believed that all this must have been her own imagination. After all...... Since she knew that Qin Siyu had an ex-girlfriend who had been dating for many years, her attitude towards Xiaoyu had changed.

"Mommy, I'm here to pick you up. Is it in, is it in! Your lovely son is coming to pick you up! Hey! The little boy happily rushed in through the doorway and lay down on the woman's semicircular desk.

"Well, I'll pack up and leave." She glanced at Xiao Yu, and immediately responded a little coldly.

"Mommy, are you in a bad mood? Why are you so indifferent, is there something going on at work? Mom, you and Xiaoyu talk. Xiao Yu went to beat him, hehe! The clever Xiaoyu immediately sensed the woman's coldness, and immediately asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Lin Yuhan shook his head: "No, how can I be in a bad mood, I'm just too tired and want to rest for a while." Don't worry, it's okay Xiaoyu. Go play on your own. ”

The little boy frowned: "Mommy used to only call herself a mother, instead of using "me". Mommy, what the hell is wrong with you? ”

"Why are you asking so much?" There was obvious displeasure in the woman's tone, and she stood up and slammed her packs on the table.

The little boy stepped back in fright.

"Let me be quiet, don't disturb me." The woman's tone was as cold as ice. The little boy didn't dare to ask any more questions, but silently followed him home.

There was no more laughter between mother and son at dinner time, only a suffocating dullness and silence.

The little boy got off the table before he was full, and the woman also went to work silently after eating, and today the house was surprisingly quiet.

"Grandpa housekeeper, did Xiaoyu do something wrong? Mommy doesn't want to talk to me anymore. The little boy asked.

The butler has a beard and looks like an old man. In fact, he was only in his early fifties, and he stretched out a hand and caressed the little boy kindly.

"You stupid boy, Mommy might just be in a bad mood, or too busy to take care of you. At this time, you should give your mother a little more care. ”

"More care?" The little boy had big eyes and sparkles.

The butler closed his eyes and nodded.

"So what should Xiaoyu do to make Mommy feel better? What can Xiao Yu do?" The little boy asked earnestly.

"I'll warm up a glass of milk for your mommy, and you can bring it to her later."

"Okay!" The little boy nodded happily.

"Knock knock."

A few soft knocks on the door come to mind, and you don't need to look to know who it is.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the little boy cautiously entered, still holding a glass of hot milk.

"Mommy, I gave you hot milk, drink some, don't work too yourself."

"Got it, go study your homework." The woman continued to busy herself with the work in front of her without raising her head.

The little boy looked at the woman for a long time, but the woman's face remained unchanged. Only then did he walk out with a sense of humor, and gently covered the door, and walked out very uncomfortably.

Outside the door

"Mommy. What the hell is wrong with you. What happened! His brow furrowed slightly, and his little face was full of doubt. He couldn't understand why his mother had suddenly changed, looking so heartless, so uncomfortable.

After the little boy left, the woman looked at the hot milk and sighed softly.

"Shouldn't I treat the child like this, after all, it's not the child's fault......" Lin Yuhan sighed softly, but thinking of what he knew, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Although she was also a little skeptical about this matter, she ......

"Alas, let's wait for Qin Siji to come back. This matter still needs to be discussed again, I hope Xiaoyu can accept this matter. There are some things that need to be clarified after all. Lin Yuhan pinched her brows and looked gloomy, this matter had too much impact on her.

Next.

"Xiaoyu, do you know who your mother is?"

"Isn't my mom you?"

The woman smiled and shook her head: "How can I be your mother, you haven't seen me since you were a child."

"But...... But my dad kept teaching me that......"

"Your dad has always taught you to discipline mom to every woman he likes."

"No, that's not the case with Dad." The little boy was a little anxious, he really wanted to tell the woman in front of him that Qin Siwei had been paying attention to her since he could remember. But the doctor said that the woman in front of him should not be stimulated. He didn't want to see his mother hurt, so he hesitated a little and decided not to say it.

If only Mommy remembered, he said to himself.

"Did you know that your dad has a girlfriend who's been dating for several years?"

"Girlfriend? Dad has never had a girlfriend, dad only has mom and you. ”

The woman frowned, "You mean, you don't know either, do you?"

The little boy shook his head, obviously ignorant of this.

It's really powerful, even his own children are kept in the dark.

"Xiaoyu, your mother is not me. I don't remember your appearance. The person you've been in love with your dad for years is likely to be your biological mother. ”

"Nope." The little boy shook his head: "I don't accept it, I only recognize you as a mother." I don't care if someone else is my mom or not, I just like you. ”

Lin Yuhan chuckled and shook his head: "Silly boy, many things are not forced. Do you know what Dad is doing on a business trip these days? ”

"I don't know." The little boy seemed very painful, presumably his own words, which the child couldn't accept for a while.

"Forget it, you'd better wait for Dad to come back and ask him yourself." The woman sighed, picked up her papers, and walked out the door.

Dad never told himself he had a girlfriend. The little boy hung his head in frustration.

"I thought my dad would tell me everything. Mommy's words are so serious, it doesn't look like she's lying to me. Am I really not Mommy's child? Then why did my father always guard my mother's side and keep telling me that she was my mother? ”

The little boy shook his head, but he couldn't figure out why. Things between adults are simply too complicated, and he really can't think of the reason with his brain. But he cares a lot, his mother is not his mother, so who is his mother?

"Forget it, I'll just ask Dad directly when Dad comes back." Dad, come back quickly, Xiao Yu misses you so much, he whispered, but he has the melancholy of a different age at a young age.