Yang Xiaoyu knows, but she hopes that Wanqiu's mood by her side is real, and Wanqiu must be able to understand.

"Yes, Mom." Wanqiu agreed.

Wan Qiu never refused anything she wanted to do, except to go home with her.

Yang Xiaoyu called Chu Jianshu and took Wanqiu to the hospital again.

Yang Xiaoyu attaches great importance to beauty, and she can't let Wanqiu leave a scar on her face.

She also hopes to see Wanqiu being fattened by herself, and her handsome and generous appearance.

Wan Qiu obediently followed behind Yang Xiaoyu, went to the hospital, and saw Chu Jianshu again.

It was the doctor I saw last time and gave him medicine.

"Is there anything else hurt?" The doctor asked.

Wan Qiu blinked and didn't speak.

He's hurt somewhere else, his back hurts.

But Ning Qiaozhen said that he couldn't let others see under his clothes, so Wanqiu wouldn't say anything.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't take Wanqiu around today, but went to the small park.

There are a lot of people in the small park, and the sound of musical instruments can be heard in the promenade where some people gather.

When Wanqiu tidied up the room and came out again, it was already afternoon, and it was very lively here.

Wanqiu has been here, but more often than not, he just shuttles through, and he will come here only because there are a lot of drink bottles here.

Sitting under the corridor full of creepers, the leaves are layered and full of green, when Yang Xiaoyu's complexion is in the leaves, it seems that the flowers blooming in the green leaves are more beautiful than anyone else, attracting the eyes of the people around them.

Yang Xiaoyu patted her legs: "Do you want to lie on your mother's lap?" ”

The people around heard that it was a mother with a child, and some young people who were about to move were a little pity.

Yang Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to the eyes around her and looked at Wan Qiu's eyes seriously.

Wan Qiu lowered his head and looked at Yang Xiaoyu's legs.

Small expectations, fine and dense, can't be real.

Yang Xiaoyu pulled Wan Qiu over and let Wan Qiu lie on his legs.

Wan Qiu smelled a smell that was very similar to Chu Yigui, but it was more fragrant, soft, and had a very puffy feeling.

Mom is very soft, and the unique feminine breath envelops Wanqiu, and Wanqiu only feels that it is extremely safe to be wrapped by her mother's temperature.

I slept late yesterday, and I have more work to do today, and Wanqiu is really tired.

Wan Qiu heard Yang Xiaoyu's shallow singing.

Very nice to hear.

It's as good as a female star singing on TV.

In the breeze and singing, Wanqiu seemed to lie on the clouds, coaxed to sleep, as if dreaming.

How could Yang Xiaoyu not see Wanqiu's exhaustion.

The child, who is stunted and thinner than usual, has a pale face and walks vaguely, as if he is going to faint at any time.

Chu Jianshu was sitting not far away, using his mobile phone to hold a meeting and work, occasionally glancing back in their direction.

Chu Jianshu hung up the phone and walked to the side of the two.

Even if there is noise around him, it seems that this place is quiet because Wanqiu is asleep.

Chu Jianshu half-bent down, stretched out his hand and slightly stroked Wanqiu's hair, his movements were gentle and meticulous.

However, Chu Jianshu's hand stiffened.

Wan Qiu's face was pressed against Yang Xiaoyu's abdomen, and his back was to him at this time.

From Chu Jianshu's point of view, he saw a slight bruise under Wan Qiu's wide collar.

Wan Qiu was too thin, wearing just the right clothes for the same height, but Wan Qiu's neckline was empty, revealing a large part of his shoulders, and under the clothes, the blue and purple traces could not be hidden.

Seeing Chu Jianshu's strange expression, Yang Xiaoyu immediately looked at it, and the next moment she tightened her fingers fiercely, and her nails were carved into her palms.

Chu Jianshu immediately held Yang Xiaoyu's hand and shook his head slightly.

Comforting his wife.

And Yang Xiaoyu's hand tightly grasped Chu Jianshu's arm, as if she wanted to pinch her resentment into her husband's arm.

When Wanqiu woke up, it was almost time to go home.

Sitting up, Wan Qiu's cheeks were printed with red marks, and his eyes were sad when he woke up, and he was very cute in a daze.

The more cute Wanqiu is, the more Yang Xiaoyu hates Ning Qiaozhen and Ning Hai to the core.

"I'm going home, Mom." Wan Qiu looked at the sky and stood up.

Yang Xiaoyu shook her fingers and gave Wanqiu a big bill: "This is the time for my mother to buy you today, and my mother is really happy to be with us Wanqiu." ”

Wan Qiu held the money, but looked at Yang Xiaoyu with his eyes, and he was not in a hurry to leave as before.

Yang Xiaoyu tilted her head, waiting for Wan Qiu to speak.

Wan Qiu lowered his eyes, and the reddened half of his cheeks seemed to be even redder.

"Mom......" Wan Qiu's voice was small.

"Huh?" Yang Xiaoyu responded.

"Mommy is fragrant and soft." Wan Qiu pursed her lips and thought of her adjective, "Sweet." ”

Yang Xiaoyu's eyes widened slightly.

The little fool who doesn't know how to express his feelings, scouring what he thinks is the best word to praise his mother.

Yang Xiaoyu has heard countless gorgeous rhetoric and the most complicated praises, but they can't compare to the shock that this child gave her with the purest eyes and the simplest words.

In those pure, always empty eyes, Yang Xiaoyu's shadow was reflected, and Yang Xiaoyu had never felt such a strong motherhood for a long time.

Wan Qiu was not indifferent to violence, and even if he didn't show anything, he still revealed his fear slightly.

The contrast between Yang Xiaoyu and Ning Qiaozhen made the child's heart loosen a little, and the melted ice cream flowed down a thin stream of warm water, which softened Yang Xiaoyu instead.

This kind of loosening is obviously a good thing for Yang Xiaoyu, but it makes Yang Xiaoyu feel that she is too incompetent and can't choose a better and faster way to let Wanqiu admit her.

Wanqiu left.

Yang Xiaoyu always felt that she had been watching Wanqiu leave for the past few days.

Chu Jianshu stood quietly beside Yang Xiaoyu: "Hard work, Xiaoyu." ”

"How when?" Yang Xiaoyu's expression was angry, but more lonely, "Why is it all like this, he still has to go back, how can he be stupid like this, and never leave such a person?" ”

Chu Jianshu wanted to be comforted, but the ringtone of his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Chu Jianshu saw the caller ID and immediately answered the phone.

"Boss, it's me, Lu Qinghe." The other side immediately said his identity directly.

"Yes." Chu Jianshu responded.

"Ning Hai ran away." Lu Qinghe reported directly to the point.

"Did you follow?" Chu Jianshu said coldly, this is also expected.

"Follow, now that I know the specific direction, it has been determined that there is only one person in Ninghai, what is the boss going to do next?"

"Grab it." Chu Jianshu leaned in the car, his expression was calm, but his eyes were cold, "Send the police directly." ”

"Okay, boss." Lu Qinghe responded.

"Is the follow-up processed?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

"That side says fair trade, and will not pursue follow-up." Lu Qinghe said, however, there are still things to report, "Ning Hai went home before he ran, probably to get valuable items, because Ning Hai ran, Ning Qiaozhen's work is yellow, today Ning Qiaozhen went out once, and now she has just gone home for a while, Ning Qiaozhen is here ......"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaoyu's mood became heavy little by little.

Slender fingers tugged at the corners of her clothes, and she didn't want her child to be hurt again.

"It's okay, it's time to get it back." Yang Xiaoyu stood up and was about to go in the direction where Wanqiu left, "He already likes me, just a little bit ......"

"Xiaoyu, it's the last time." Chu Jianshu grabbed Yang Xiaoyu again, he wanted to be more ruthless, "Bear with me, this is the last time." ”

After this time, Wan Qiu will be able to have nothing to do with Ning Qiaozhen again.

Even if it is persuasion.

But Chu Jianshu's voice was deep to the extreme, as if this sentence was not just a consolation, but also a warning to himself to be patient for the last time.

As the ruler of the Chu family, he is ruthless enough.

As a father, he condemned his cruelty.

Wanqiu went to the vegetable market and spent a lot of money to buy meat and fresh vegetables.

Today he will try to cook a good meal and wait for his parents to come back.

After eating delicious food, maybe Mom and Dad will reconcile as quickly as before.

He pulled out the key to open the door, but before he did, the door opened on its own.

"Mom." Wan Qiu immediately looked up and saw Ning Qiaozhen, his voice stopped abruptly.

Ning Qiaozhen permed her curly hair a long time ago, and her curly hair would always be stuck in the back of her head by all kinds of clips, but now her hair, which has always been finely groomed, is extremely messy, as if it has been scratched out, and strands of hair are piled up on her head in a mess.

Under that messy hair, Ning Qiaozhen's face was very bad, she didn't wear makeup when she went out today, and now she was even more pale and chaotic.

"Where did you go?" When she saw Wan Qiu, Ning Qiaozhen's displeased tone came instantly, and at this moment, Wan Qiu felt a strong 'unhappy'.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Wan Qiu stood in place and subconsciously lowered his head.

"Where have you been, did I let you out? You don't stay at home well, what are you running out for?! ”

Ning Qiaozhen's tone was sharp, her voice was extremely high, her mental state was very poor, and she was very crazy.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed towards Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu's thin arm was deeply strangled in Ning Qiaozhen's hand, and Wan Qiu followed Ning Qiaozhen's strength into the gate.