He didn't mean to defend Charlotte. He just wanted his son to be a clever and sensible child.
To Shen Qingqing, it was a real maintenance.
Lengyanmo also thinks so, so Xiaolian immediately swells up and looks disappointed.
All the unhappiness of Charlotte disappeared in an instant. Her hands were even tighter, and she secretly threw a provocative and proud smile at Shen Qingqing.
Instead, she raised her face and looked aggrieved again, but she pretended to be generous with forbearance and kindness.
"Shaoheng, Mo Mo is just a child. He's only six years old. He doesn't know anything. It's like a piece of pure white paper. He has to be taught patiently. Don't be cruel to him. It doesn't matter to me."
There is something in her words, implying that Shen Qingqing's teaching has broken the cold words.
The cold Shaoheng eyebrow center several not visible Cu next, "is not the hand pain, I send you back."
Charlotte's hint didn't get the reaction she wanted, and she was slightly unhappy. However, when she heard that Leng Shaoheng wanted to send her back, she didn't care.
"It hurts. Let's go."
Words fall, Leng Shaoheng indifferent look at Shen Qingqing, and then look at lengyanmo, then turn away with Charlotte.
After two steps, Charlotte looks back at them with a smile of satisfaction and laughs at their abandonment by Leng Shaoheng.
"He will regret marrying that woman home sooner or later!" Staring at their far away back, he said coldly.
"Well, don't be angry any more. Let's go home."
Anger doesn't work. Leng Shaoheng won't marry Charlotte just because he's dissatisfied. Shen Qingqing knows that.
But it's one thing to know, and it's another to accept it or not.
That pair of back, stabbing her eyes pained, a second did not dare to see.
Cold words ink holding her hand, tender voice extremely serious and firm way: "Mommy, you and I, I will never betray you."
A word warmed the heart, Shen Qingqing moved to pull out a smile, bent over to embrace him, "yes, I still have ink."
Who said only the daughter is a small cotton padded jacket? Her dry son is more intimate than her own daughter. She is a very warm man. If he hadn't been with her these days, she didn't know how to endure.
Shen Qingqing forced herself not to think about them any more, and pretended to go home with cold words.
Back in the rental house, Shen Qingqing knitted a sweater for lengyanmo as if nothing had happened. She had learned how to knit a finger that long.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, she made a big dinner. They chatted while eating. The atmosphere was warm and relaxed, as if nothing unpleasant happened today.
At the beginning, lengyanmo was not at ease, but at the end, he gradually let go, and the haze in his heart dissipated.
When cleaning up the dishes, he took the initiative to help carry the dishes, and also moved a stool to wash the dishes.
Looking at his serious and attentive appearance, Shen Qingqing suddenly fell into a trance. When he and Leng Shaoheng worked hard, their expressions were carved out of the same mold.
"Mommy, why are you looking at me all the time?" Aware that her eyes did not blink, staring at himself, cold words ink head askew do not understand asked.
It seems that the eyes are looking at him, but it seems that they are not looking at him, but looking at another person through him.
Shen Qingqing returned to her senses, forced to smile, shook her head and said, "it's nothing. I just lost my mind. Don't wash it. Let me do it, will you
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