Chapter 13

In the garden villa of an English style castle, a middle-aged man walks in the hall with crutches. He looks anxiously at the old-fashioned quartz clock placed by the wall and sighs, "why hasn't Shaoheng come back?"

Servant Xiaolin comforted, "master, you'd better go upstairs to have a rest first. The young master's plane may be late. It's not the way for you to wait like this!"

Leng Yuwen said impatiently, "call him and see if his cell phone is still off?"

As soon as Xiaolin got to the phone, she saw two voices coming in from outside the gate, one big and the other small. She rushed forward and said, "ouch, young master and young master, you've finally come back. The master has been waiting for you all night, and the food is cold!"

Leng Shaoheng looks down at Leng Yanmo. Leng Yanmo timidly steps back two steps and holds Leng Shaoheng's hand tightly.

Leng Shaoheng looked back and said, "after getting off the plane, Mo Mo was hungry and wanted to eat fried chicken, so I took him to the mall."

"Then you don't know to call home in advance. Xiaolin cooked a big table of food. You're good. You've finished it quietly outside!" Leng Yuwen snorted coldly and reproached.

"I see." Cold Shaoheng light said, "Dad, that you eat?"

"I've already eaten. If I wait for you to come back, I won't starve to death!" Leng Yuwen glared at him. His eyes were full of displeasure and complaint.

Leng Shaoheng didn't think so. He nodded and said, "I'll take Mo upstairs to have a rest."

"Wait..." Leng Yuwen spoke again.

Leng Shaoheng stopped to look at him, a trace of unhappiness flashed in his deep eyes, but his tone was still respectful, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Leng Yuwen took a look at the cold words Mo, who was afraid to speak with his lips pressed tightly. "You send Mo Mo back to the room first, and then come down. Let's have a good talk."

Leng Shaoheng knows that it's not good. He leads Leng Yanmo to the children's room upstairs.

He turned on the light switch, orange light gently sprinkled in the room, a one meter five single bed with a few toy dolls, next to the bedside table there is a transformer, the corner of the box is full of cold talking toy cars.

Leng Shaoheng simply took a bath for lengyanmo. After drying his hair, he took him to bed and tucked him in. He said softly, "go to bed early."

Lengyan Mo blinked his eyes. His long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelids. "Dad, can you sleep with Mo Mo tonight?"

"You go to bed first. Grandpa has something to talk to Dad." Leng Shaoheng said simply, got up and left. When he left, he turned off the chandelier in the room by the way.

Lengyanmo grabs his soft quilt and drags it up, burying the parts below his nose in the quilt. Abramovich jumps onto his bed and gets into his arms. He touches its soft fur and smiles.

It may be that he left for a long time. When he came back this time, he found that he was a stranger to this family. He still liked the house he lived in when he was in country a and played with Abu carefree. Now back home, there are too many rules and restrictions. He doesn't like it here.

The night has come, and the breath of cold words is becoming longer. In this strange and familiar environment, he can only put himself in a small corner to seek warmth and protection.

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