Chapter 323 Break Apart

Tan Jie looked at the card in my hand and did not take it at all. He passed my hand and knocked it off. He walked forward like a proud rooster.

"I'm afraid you'll suffer outside." I called out in a hurry.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around to pick up the card on the ground, but he still left.

I ran two steps and shouted to his back, "The password is tingsheng's birthday!"

I didn't expect him to answer me.

"Miss Chen, I don't understand why you treat him like this. Is it worth it to someone who betrays you?" Xing Tian asked.

I walked into the car and still couldn't help but sigh. "Your family betrayed you. He's still your family. You still worry about him. Isn't that human instinct?"

Xing Tian didn't say anything for a long time. Halfway through the car, he suddenly said to me, "If one day my father did something wrong to me, I should still support him."

I burst out laughing. He was really funny, but it was a little embarrassing to think about it. He only thought about his father, because he had no other family, only his father.

"Yes, that's what I mean, Xing Tian. You're smart enough to understand me so quickly."

He was a little embarrassed by my praise, his face turned red again, and he pretended not to know anything seriously. He really thought others were blind.

When I got home, Fu Jing carried Tingsheng out to welcome me. Tingsheng sat on Fu Jing's shoulder. "Mom, am I handsome?"

"Yes, super handsome." I can't even touch him now.

Fu Jing put him down and hugged me. "I've only been out for a while, and I've missed you."

"Liar, it's not enough to take up your mind with your son. You still miss me." I poked him in the chest.

"I just want to." He held me in his arms and didn't let go.

Tingsheng pushed his tiny body between Fu Jing and me and hugged one leg. "Tingsheng wants to hug too."

Fu Jing moved his leg back. Tingsheng chose one of his legs and the thicker one. Fu Jing's movement did not end. Instead, he raised his leg mischievously. Tingsheng was raised right here.

"If you don't come down and kick you out." Fu Jing threatened.

"No, I won't come down. If I don't let Tingsheng hug me, I won't come down."

Fu Jing was playing football, and Tingsheng was giggling. I told fu jing to slow down. He blinked at me, then moved his legs back and forth. It was like an artificial swing.

Tingsheng was having fun. He didn't remember anything about hugging and kept shouting, "Daddy, hurry up."

"You're not dizzy. You're sweating." I took out his usual little sweat towel from my pocket and wiped his sweat.

He blushed and said to me, "Not at all. Mom, auntie has a little sister. Tingsheng wants a little sister too."

"Auntie? Which aunt?" I frowned and had a bad feeling.

Tingsheng pointed in the air. "It's that aunt, the one who came today."

I looked at Fu Jing. He asked the servant to look at Tingsheng and pulled me aside.

"Don't get excited. Let me explain." As soon as he said this, I immediately understood who Tingsheng was talking about.

"Wang Xiaobei?"

He didn't deny it. "I didn't know she would come over all of a sudden, and I brought one of her daughters over to play with tingsheng, but she'll be gone soon."

"Say it's for business?" I raised my eyebrows.

He grunted.

Damn! This kind of woman was enough. When she knew where fu jing lived, she made an excuse to come to the house and even brought her little sister to play with my son? It's quite high.

"Honey, let go... So many people are watching..." Fu jing held the hand I was holding on to his ear and tilted his head to the side with my hand.

"Let me ask you, is she a bitch or not? You came to my house to look for my husband, and you came while I was away, didn't you take me seriously?"

Fu Jing said three times in a row, "Are you tired of tiptoeing like this? I know her, bitch. Next time you come, I'll ask the maid to send her away."

He picked me up and put me on the steps so that I could grab his ear.

"Then why did you see her this time? Why didn't you chase her away? You just wanted to see her, and you argued!" I was so angry that my hand was still strong.

"I took Tingsheng with me to play near the garden, and she saw her outside. Also, your son saw the little girl and insisted on inviting her over. I couldn't let the child in. The adult stood outside and let her in."

Tingsheng tugged at my pants. "Mom, I want a little sister. You give me a little sister."

The child's careless words hurt my heart. I wanted to give him a little sister, but I couldn't. I...

I let go of Fu Jing's ear, and Fu Jing hugged me. "Tingsheng, go play by yourself. It's enough for mom to worry about raising you. Don't ask for little sister."

"No, I want it! I want my little sister!"

"Tingsheng!" Fu Jing said sternly.

Tingsheng was stunned and stopped crying for two seconds.

"Ah Jing, you scared him." I pushed Fu Jing away and raised my voice. "Tingsheng doesn't cry, she doesn't cry. Mom gave birth to you. What kind of little sister do you want?"

"But dad said..." Tingsheng rubbed his eyes and sniffled pitifully.

I pretended to hit Fu Jing. "Dad is not right. If Tingsheng is good, mom can allow tingsheng to have her little sister, but that means that mom and dad have to share half of their love with her little sister. When she is naughty, tingsheng has to help hold her, feed her and change her diaper."

"Is it tingsheng's stinky diaper?"

I nodded heavily. He immediately shook his head and put his arm around my neck and kissed me. "Mom, be good. Don't have a little sister. Just love me."

I raised the corner of my mouth, this child is so young and so exclusive.

After Tingsheng was coaxed, he went to play with the servant. Fu jing held my hand and looked at me worriedly. I knew what he was thinking.

"Worried about me? There's no need. I'm not a child. I run away from anything. When it happens, I accept it. You don't have to worry about me." I held his face in both hands. "You'd better worry about your ears. Next time you bring another woman home, your ears won't only be red, they'll turn into a dish for drinking!"

"You scold me."

"If I don't scold you, I'll be as stupid as a pig."

I didn't care much about Wang Xiaobei. She was smart and took a liking to Fu Jing, but I knew exactly who my man was, and my instincts told me that I could trust Fu Jing unconditionally.

What made me sad was Tan Jie. Although he took the money and left, I was still worried about him. Not that he couldn't live, but that he couldn't live well and that he wouldn't let me live well.

At night, Fu Jing and I sat on the sofa and whispered to each other.

"You're just going to hand me over to Hong She?"

I nodded, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "Do you remember elder sister Xin? The woman who used to follow Master Hu."