Chapter 200

Su Haitang didn't know what he said later. Confused and embarrassed, he hung up the phone and stood stunned for a while, full of trouble.

Why can't people in the world distinguish between good and bad, either pure or completely bad?

Then you can simply decide how to treat it!

"Begonia, come on."

Yan FangQiong always pays attention to her daughter. When she finishes calling, she quickly asks someone to come over and ask patiently.

"Why are you unhappy? Is there something at home?"

Su Haitang looked at her face, which was no longer pale and blue, and was a little comforted.

At last, there is another thing she does that makes sense.

"No. let me pour you a glass of water."

Yan FangQiong hurriedly stopped her.

"No, I'm not thirsty. Sit down and have a rest. You won't be idle when you come."

Su Haitang looked at her bright and gentle eyes, and her heart was more comfortable, as if the emotions that had made her so heavy that she could hardly breathe had dissipated.

"I'm not tired. I'm thirsty after talking for a long time. I'll pour you a glass. You said yesterday that drinking the water I poured is sweet. I'll pour you water every day in the future."

She didn't promise, but it was imperative.

Otherwise, how can God unknowingly mix the spirit spring water to regulate Yan FangQiong's body?

Yan FangQiong stopped persuading her, followed her figure with smiling eyes and implied a trace of expectation.

Pour her water every day? Does this mean that the daughter accepted them from her heart?

Su Haitang quickly brought a glass of seasoned water to feed Yan FangQiong. She caught her and drank it slowly.

"Sweet."

Yan FangQiong was sweet from her mouth to her heart, and her self-conscious spirit was a little better.

She looked at her daughter's crying red eyes carefully. Although she was distressed, she considerately stopped questioning her daughter's worries.

If you can say it, you will say it sooner or later. You can't force your children. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"Begonia, take your things and let's go home."

Su Haitang gave a cry and asked in surprise, "can you leave the hospital?"

Yan FangQiong wanted to sit up in high spirits.

"I think it's OK!"

Su Haitang hurried to help her. Yan FangQiong smiled and patted her hand.

"I've had enough of this place. Let's go home and I'll show you my paintings and the flowers I grow. I'll play the piano and knit you a sweater and scarf!"

Her eyes were bright and her voice was yearning.

"Let's sing and draw together, plant flowers and arrange flowers together, walk together, bake snacks together, and go shopping together. My mother wants to dress up my baby as the most beautiful little princess in the world!"

Su Haitang imagined with her words, his eyes were soon wet again, his emotions fluctuated unexpectedly, his sour and soft back was aching, his swollen lower abdomen was cramped, and then he felt a familiar heat flow.

She hurriedly released Yan FangQiong's hand and rushed to the bathroom like a frightened rabbit.

No wonder her mood fluctuated so much that her great aunt was coming to visit.

Fortunately, it was indoors, otherwise it would be a fool.

Su Haitang plugged in the door of the bathroom and dealt with the emergency urgently. His little pants had been stained with blood.

She frowned angrily, pulled off two toilet paper pads, opened the door and went out to find new clothes.

As soon as the door opened, she was stunned by Yan FangQiong's sad eyes, and then suddenly.

She moved over unnaturally and explained in a low voice.

"I'm on holiday. My clothes are dirty. I'll change them."

When Yan FangQiong saw her daughter coming out, she immediately put on a gentle smiling expression. When she heard her explanation, she stretched her eyebrows and smiled freely.

"Then go quickly. You can't touch cold water at the moment. Put your dirty pants first. Don't wash them."

Seeing that she was really happy, Su Haitang put down his heart and went around to the single bed in the corner to find his bag and change his clothes.

The door was suddenly knocked, and then a man came in with big steps.

"I'm back! Aunt, daughter-in-law, do you miss me?"

As soon as Su Haitang's action was stiff, he quickly stuffed his little clothes back into his bag and scolded in his heart: Cheng Yuanzheng, you bastard!