Lang Cheng sat in his place, his dark eyes staring at the stage, his eyes sparkling.

An Qing glanced at him, secretly held Fu Mochuan's hand, and smiled at him.

The latter's thin lips are also slightly hooked.

Neither of them spoke, everything was silent.

The whole performance was immersed in joy, until the end of the show was still holding the gift he had just received - a Barbie doll, as if he had been treasured in his arms.

In fact, she has a lot of such toys, and she has bought a lot of things today, any one of them is much more expensive than the doll in her hand, but it is obvious that the meaning is different.

At night, she slept in An Qing's room as usual, holding a new toy in her hand, looking up at An Qing, and suddenly said, "Mommy, I'm so happy today." ”

An Qing touched her face with relief, Wan Er is this good, all the joys, sorrows and sorrows are written on her face, which is much better than Lang Cheng.

"Mommy is happy too," she smiled, "and I can see Wan'er smile again." ”

Wan Er pursed her lips embarrassedly, fluttered her eyelashes and asked, "Mommy, do you hate you when I lose my temper?" ”

An Qing smiled at her, "It's not that I hate it, but it's sad, you are my child, no matter how you are, I can't hate you." ”

What kid doesn't like to hear something nice?

Wan Er hugged the doll tightly, looked at her with a hint of joy in his eyes, and then frowned a little after a moment.

"Mommy, last time my grandmother said that Mommy would only hurt her own child, and you wouldn't be angry about what you did, but if I don't behave, you won't want me, I didn't mean to make you angry, you didn't want me, right?"

It turned out that her abnormality in the past few days was because she was instigated by others, and a cold light flashed in An Qing's eyes, but there was no abnormality on her face.

"Of course, but Mommy will also be angry, because Wan'er believes that other people's words don't believe Mommy, are you happy in your heart after losing your temper?"

"Not happy." Wan Er pursed his mouth: "I'm very unhappy." ”

"Mommy still likes to be happy, you look the best when you laugh, and it will be uncomfortable to see you angry Mommy."

Wan Er blinked, still uneasy and asked, "Mommy, you really don't want me?" ”

"Of course."

Although An Qing repeatedly assured, it was obvious that there was still a pimple in Guan Er's heart, and her little fingertips were still pulling her tightly when she fell asleep, as if she had a sense of security in this way.

Looking at her sleeping little face, An Qing gently pulled out her fingers, put the doll that had slipped to the pillow on the bed table, and then covered her with the quilt.

Fu Mochuan came back from Langcheng's room, pushed open the door and saw her sitting on the side of the bed.

"Wan'er slept?" He walked over lightly, and An Qing stood up and turned to look at him.

"Well," she asked, "did the woman from the amusement park find it that day?" ”

She was sure that the woman had deliberately gone to Wan'er, although she didn't know her intentions yet, and she definitely didn't have a good heart, and they didn't know anything about this woman, and she didn't like it.

Fu Mochuan frowned slightly, "I found it, but the monitoring of the amusement park is not good, and it doesn't have much effect." ”

There is also the cleaner before, there is also no progress, her photo has been spelled out, but her identity cannot be found.

"Don't worry, I'll find her." Looking at An Qing's disappointed expression, Fu Mochuan assured that seeing that she was still frowning, he reached out and pinched her cheek: "Don't think about it anymore, haven't you worried enough about the child?" You can see that there are wrinkles on your face. ”

"Do you think I'm old?" An Qing immediately widened, but she still instinctively touched her face, how can a woman not love beauty: "Is there really a wrinkle?" ”

Fu Mochuan stared at her seriously, stretched out his long fingers, and gently rubbed the corners of her mouth: "It seems to have a ......"

"Really?" An Qing couldn't stand still, and wanted to look in the mirror, but with a slight movement, his lips fell.

Very delicate kisses, gentle, shallow, slowly, become hot.

"I've coaxed the kid, and now it's your turn."

The night was quiet, and the man pushed the woman onto the couch, bit the corner of her ear, and whispered......

After this night, Wan'er's mood was much better than before, but she still stuck to An Qing and refused to go back to country R, and everyone was not easy to stimulate her.

In the afternoon, Wan Er was watching cartoons in the living room, An Qing was sitting on the side flipping through parenting magazines, and the mother and daughter were doing their own things, but they were filled with an indescribable harmony.

Paul slouched out, glanced at them, and headed straight out the door.

After a few moments, he turned back again, followed by a calm and vigorous figure.

An Qing was stunned and looked up at him: "Why are you here and don't say anything in advance?" ”

These guys are used to surprise attacks, right? Come as soon as you want, never give her a psychological preparation.

That's right, the person who came was Jin Feng, who flew from country R out of nowhere.

"Daddy." Wan Er also saw him, kicked his calf, and pounced happily.

Jin Feng leaned over slightly, took Wan'er in his hand steadily, turned his head to look at her, and said with resentment: "I heard that you don't want to see Daddy?" ”

"I didn't," Wan Er denied of course, but facts speak louder than words, she blinked, grabbed Jin Feng's neck, and leaned over to his cheek: "Wan Er also loves Daddy." ”

It's just that I love Mommy more.

Of course, Jin Feng couldn't deal with her, Paul took Wan'er away, he sat down beside An Qing, and asked lightly, "How are you going to deal with Wan'er's affairs?" ”

Wan'er is a child after all, and it is understandable that she is afraid of losing her mother, even if she promises her verbally, her heart knot will not be untied for a while, but it is not a matter for her to continue to make trouble, so Jin Feng rushed over.

An Qing also felt that her head was big, if it wasn't for Jin Feng, it would be easy to solve, Wan'er would always be by her side, even if she knew that she was not biological, a few days of awkwardness would pass, and she wouldn't be so troubled by gains and losses.

But now that she hasn't seen An Qing for most of the year, she will definitely have some worries in her heart.

In fact, she has been worrying about this matter these days, although she knew that Jin Feng would be unhappy, she hesitated for a moment, and still asked tentatively: "That, do you have any plans to remarry?" You should have a woman, too, Wan'er is still young, and you have to have a mommy by your side to take care of you. ”

She had already asked tactfully enough, and Jin Feng's face suddenly sank.

"You mean, you want to give it to other women?" His dark pupils didn't show any emotion, but it made people feel dark: "With my own children, Wan'er has become redundant." ”

This thought and tone, saying that he and Wan'er are not father and daughter, no one really believes it.

"I never thought about it like this," An Qing sighed, and simply broke the jar and said: "You found Wan'er, and her father and daughter recognize each other, you are already worthy of your wife, you can try to start a new life, you will have other children in the future, Wan'er is still young, I think it is better for her to live with me, you can come to see her at any time when you want her, and when she is older and mature, let her choose what kind of life she wants to live." ”

She analyzed this problem from a rational point of view, but Jin Feng obviously couldn't accept it.

His thin lips pulled out a sarcastic arc, very shallow, looking at An Qing, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"That's why I shouldn't have been kind enough to let you choose your own life in the first place!"

He foresaw this situation from the beginning, so he created a fake death, wanting An Qing'an to stay in the castle safely, but he didn't know that the sky was not as good as people, and it still came to this point.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted to her, even if he is unwilling, she will at least stay by his side, and Wan'er will not be without Mommy's love.

Facing his awe-inspiring gaze, An Qing subconsciously covered his abdomen, although the two were already very familiar, but when his aura was full of aura, he was still very bluffing.

Jin Feng watched her movements, and the corners of his mouth pulled again.

"Stay here first, and I'll pick her up in the evening." With that, he stood up, glanced at her bulging belly, and strode out of the room.

Looking at his back, An Qing rubbed the corners of her forehead with a headache, one Wan'er is enough to entangle people, plus Wan'er's father, how can there be a feeling of getting more and more troublesome.

Hearing that Jin Feng was coming to Longcheng, Fu Mochuan didn't say anything, but when Paul was about to take Wan'er away in the evening, he personally carried her out of the door.

Soon, he was standing in another brightly lit villa, watching Paul walk away with him, looking around a few times and curling his lips coldly.

"Are you really planning to stay long?"

"Shouldn't it?" Jin Feng scolded him: "My people are all here." ”

His people.

Fu Mochuan hooked his lips and sneered, paced to the side of the living room, put one hand in his pocket, and swept his gaze over a newly hung decorative painting on the wall.

He remembered this position, which used to be a family portrait of Zhang.

"How can it be, when I was in the country of R, Mr. Jin took care of me, and now that you are in Dragon City, of course I have to do my best to be a landlord, I see that although your house is big, it is very deserted, Wan'er likes to be lively, I am afraid that she will not be used to it."

"My daughter is mine, and you don't have to worry about what she likes." Jin Feng's tone was light.

"No way, she also calls me dad, how can I care." Fu Mochuan turned his face at him: "My wife is still waiting for me at home, I'll go back first, and I'll send someone to pick me up tomorrow." ”

"No, I'll arrange it myself."

Jin Feng squinted coldly, and only then did he get up and go to a room upstairs until Fu Mochuan's back disappeared completely.

In the temporarily converted children's room, there is a deep and shallow pink, Wan'er's small body curled up in the pink quilt, the nanny is coaxing her to sleep, Jin Feng waved her hand to leave.

Wan'er was lying at the head of the bed, his big eyes followed his footsteps, and when he saw him sitting in front of him, he fluttered his eyelashes and asked, "Daddy, can I not leave Mommy?" ”

He didn't say anything, and his big palm pulled the corner to cover her outstretched hand: "If you could only choose one between Daddy and Mommy, who would you choose?" ”