After Shen Xingman got Fu Zhiyi comfortable, he found Steward Qi.

"Steward Qi."

Steward Qi called out respectfully, "Madam." ”

Shen Xingman smiled: "I know what you want to ask me. I'm going to divorce Fu Yuchuan. ”

Steward Qi was stunned for a moment, but his tone was still calm: "Madam, it's better to say less about this kind of thing." ”

"I'm serious, but not now, wait for the squeak to get bigger." After saying that, he suddenly laughed again.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether it's morning or later, Fu Yuchuan has too little time to accompany Squeak, but I still hope that Squeak has a father for a longer time." Shen Xingman looked affectionate, but what he thought in his heart was: Who cares if he accompanies him or not, if it weren't for the fact that the old lady has no money now, she would take her son away in minutes!

Shen Xingman continued the performance just now: "I was wrong before, I always wanted to tie up Fu Yuchuan and want him to love me, but now I have figured it out, the twisted melon is not sweet, I should also live for myself." "The character of the woman who is hurt by love is set up to die.

Steward Qi almost burst into tears when he heard it, woo, so touching, although Mrs. was not worthy of being called a person before, but the lady who was heartbroken was so miserable! And Madame is planning to start anew! As the old saying goes, if you know your mistakes, you can change them, and you are very good!

"Leave! Madame, I support you! We look for better! Steward Qi said with some excitement.

Shen Xingman was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect that Steward Qi under the indifferent skin was actually this hexagram.

"Haha... Thank you" Shen Xingman smiled a little wryly, did she act too much.

At night, Fu Zhiyi woke up from the bed, looking at the somewhat dim room, he seemed to have a dream, dreaming that he was sick, hot and uncomfortable, his mother wiped his body gently, and held him to feed him medicine, if his mother had been in a dream, how good would it be......

Fu Zhiyi rolled out of bed, stood on tiptoe to open the door of the room, and walked out of the holiday only to find that he seemed to be staying in his mother's room just now, wasn't he dreaming just now, but now he is not uncomfortable at all, he is not sick......

Fu Zhiyi lowered his head a little lost, his mother's arms in his dream were really warm.

As soon as Shen Xingman went upstairs, he saw the little cub standing barefoot at the door of the room, and hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up.

"Squeak has just been sick, so you can't put your feet on the ground."

Fu Zhiyi was picked up by his mother and suddenly a little confused.

Mommy hugged him!

Fu Zhiyi looked at Shen Xingman, blinking his big eyes and screaming in a low voice.

"Mom's ......"

Shen Xingman felt like he was about to be cutely killed for a moment!

How is her son so cute!

"Squeak hungry? There is porridge in the kitchen, if you are hungry, your mother will ask the aunt in the cafeteria to heat it up for you, do you want to drink it? ”

"Yes."

Shen Xingman instructed the maid to warm the porridge, and he walked to the restaurant with the cub in his arms.

Steward Qi had already regained his cold appearance, and when he saw Shen Xingman coming down from the upstairs with Fu Zhiyi in his arms, his face turned into a smile for a moment: "Squeak, are you better?" ”

Fu Zhiyi nodded, and smiled a little shyly at Steward Qi.

"Thank you Grandpa Qi for your concern." The voice is a little small, but it is better to be polite.

Steward Qi smiled brighter and followed Shen Xingman into the restaurant.

Butler Qi helped Fu Zhiyi set up the children's chair, took out the special tableware for children, and stood aside to look at the mother and son.

It's so good, he never thought that one day this family would have such a warm time, he left quietly, leaving the mother and son.

Shen Xingman held the bowl and a spoon in his hand, feeding Fu Zhiyi the porridge one by one.

Fu Zhiyi looked straight at his mother, he was reluctant to blink at a glance, he felt that the gentle mother was really beautiful, he smiled sweetly, he liked this mother.

"What do you want to laugh so happily?" Shen Xingman looked at his smiling and somewhat silly son and asked.

Xu is mother is too gentle, Fu Zhiyi's courage has also grown, and his voice is still small: "I want to... I miss my mother. ”

Shen Xingman was a little amused, and asked him again: "What do you miss your mother?" ”

"I want my mother to be as gentle as she is today, I want my mother to hug me more, kiss me, even if she hits me a few more times, it doesn't matter......" Fu Zhiyi said more and more quietly.

Shen Xingman was distressed when she heard this, put down the bowl, took Fu Zhiyi out of the children's chair, and said to the little cub seriously: "Mom will always be like this in the future, and I will never beat you again in the future, believe in my mother again, okay?" ”