Seeing He Guanqing gradually leave his sight, the room was quiet again.

Tang Weiwei, who was sitting alone on the bed, looked at the handcuffs in his hands, and felt more and more hopeless in life, and in the end, he even hoped to have a good relationship with He Guanqing.

When the time comes, maybe he Guanqing can help him get out of here.

But what Tang Weiwei didn't know was that after He Guanqing left the room, he ran to another room.

"Father, do you have anything to do with me?"

Curling his fingers, He Guanqing looked at the man opposite with an uneasy expression.

The tall man across from him was sitting in an office chair, looking through the papers in his hand in a scoundrel.

Xu was bored, and after he threw the documents in his hand aside, he looked at He Guanqing opposite with a bored expression.

"Did you just meet her? Are you okay with your mom? ”

When he spoke, He Zhiyuan had a gentle smile on his face, like a truly kind father.

But He Guanqing, who was opposite, heard this, and his little body shook subconsciously.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, He Guanqing said obediently: "My mother is very good, and she seems to like me very much." ”

He Zhiyuan nodded approvingly, and then beckoned to He Guanqing.

He Guanqing's body stiffened undetectably, and then obediently walked over and sat on He Zhiyuan's lap.

Gently hugging He Guanqing, He Zhiyuan lowered his head and asked, "Guan Qing, do you like your mother?" ”

He Guanqing nodded stiffly, "I like it!" ”

"That's good."

He Zhiyuan seemed to be gratifying.

But then, he suddenly changed his mind.

"You know what? There are a lot of people who want to steal your mother, and those people are not good people, and if you want your mother, you have to help your father keep your mother, you know? ”

He Guanqing's small body kept trembling, but he never showed it, and still responded obediently: "I know, He Guanqing will definitely try to be a good child, so that my mother will not think of leaving my father." ”

He Guanqing's appearance is well-behaved, and he looks no different from other children.

But if you look closely, you will find that the innocent and clear eyes that should belong to children are full of fear and anxiety at the moment.

He cautiously watched the man behind him, as if he were wary of a flood beast that didn't know when it would suddenly erupt.

After getting a satisfactory answer from He Guanqing's mouth, He Zhiyuan finally nodded with relief, and then put him off his lap.

"You're a good boy, do you remember what the good boy was going to do next?"

He Guanqing sat obediently on the side, and said kindly: "I'm going to learn piano and martial arts, I'm going to learn art in the afternoon, and I'm going to see my mother in the bedroom in the evening." ”

Every item he said was specially requested by He Zhiyuan.

Just because Sang Yu in the early years was pregnant and dystocia, she once held her stomach and said that she wanted a lively and cheerful child who liked piano, martial arts, and art.

In the early years, Sang Yu died in childbirth, which has always been a thorn in He Zhiyuan's heart.

When he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he wished countless times that the accident had not happened.

The relationship between him and Sang Yu is still the same, and the two of them have a well-behaved child.

But after dreaming back in the middle of the night, the painful reality often knocked him to the ground.

But the things in the past don't matter anymore, and he has a new life now.

The child is back, and Sang Yu is about to come back, and soon they will be able to form a harmonious and happy family again.

"Go ahead, remember to study hard."

He Zhiyuan looked at He Guanqing on the other side and said with concern, but if you look closely, you will find that those seemingly gentle eyes contain paranoia and madness that make the scalp tingle.

He Guanqing's small body trembled, and he bowed obediently to He Zhiyuan before leaving the room.

After going out, the housekeeper outside the door quickly took over He Guanqing.

"Young Master, you will study for an hour of piano lessons this morning, and then you will go to meet the other two teachers, and after those extra lessons, you will have to study all your grades to the best."

The butler who walked in front led the way and commanded with a blank face.

The little body behind him just wilted and nodded, and then closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

In those dark pupils, there was no trace of youthful activity, but an old and dull state of death, like a pool of stagnant water.

Following the housekeeper, when he was about to walk to the piano room, He Guanqing suddenly heard a loud bang.

A woman smashed the glass outside the door and screamed in the street: "Why don't you let me see my child?" That's my boy! I have the right to meet him! ”

Before He Guanqing could look over, the housekeeper covered his eyes, "This is not something you should see, young master, young master, you go to the piano room first, and leave the rest to me." ”

With that, the butler twisted his head to the side, then pushed the door open and walked out.

He Guanqing naturally knew who the person outside the door was.

It was his original mother, that is, Cheng Yu.

Clenched his fists, He Guanqing secretly suppressed all the feelings in his heart, and then obediently walked to the piano room.

After a while, the butler seemed to have finished the outside business.

The voices outside then disappeared, and the butler remained by his side, continuing to stare at him intently.

He Guanqing didn't make any moves, and honestly continued to play the piano over there.

The sunlight outside is just right, shining on the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a good golden wire cage.

And He Guanqing among them is as pitiful and lamentable, like a bird trapped in it.

At the same time, on the other side of the He family, An Mingming, who was brought over together, was losing his temper.

"What are you bringing me here for? Why did you bring me here and not let me go? ”

At the beginning, when he saw someone coming to pick him up, An Mingming felt relieved, thinking that he finally didn't have to be targeted by those people.

But after being brought to He's house, she wanted to leave, but was stopped by the man in black and brought to this room.

At first, An Mingming didn't feel anything, and even wanted to leave here by communicating with that man.

But as time passed, she began to feel that she was whimsical.

The man didn't even think about letting her go, and seemed ready to keep him here all the time!