Chapter 437： A liar can't eat mangoes

Chapter 437 Liars can't eat mangoes

Speaking of this, there was a look on Cheng Ye's face that he couldn't help Jiang You at all.

With a smile under his eyes, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have returned to the good time that year.

"Do you know? When He was a child, he looked particularly lovable. He has inherited the advantages of his parents. He has a chubby face and a fair and fair face. Anyone likes it.

The temper of this little guy is not flattering.

is very fierce, and also very noisy, it is simply a little devil.

Go to heaven and earth, all kinds of things.

The nanny at home and Ben couldn't keep him.

I heard Jiang You say that at home, He Yunting only listened to her, and even He Junshan couldn’t speak well, so he would just shake his face when he said it.

But he is very friendly to me.

Maybe it’s because every time I go, I will prepare many stories, tell him.

Jiang You said, her son and I are dating each other year after year.

Time flies by.

On the morning of He Yunting’s 4th birthday, I called He’s house.

The night before, my father had a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke and was admitted to the hospital. I had to politely declined the invitation of the He family.

Because I promised him, but I broke the appointment again, He Yunting was furious.

Not only did he drop the phone, but he vowed not to talk to me anymore.

At that time, Jiang You also said that he would go to the hospital to see my dad, and I said I would let her come when my dad’s condition got better.

She also said that someone at home brought me my favorite mango and asked me to pick it up when I was free, or he would eat it all up by He Yunting.

At the time, I also heard He Yunting on the other side of the phone, calling me bad uncle to the receiver, saying that I was a liar, and a liar could not eat mangoes. "

Speaking of this, Cheng also choked up, and a drop of crystal tears slipped silently from the corner of his eyes.

Qiao felt as though his heart was pressed against a boulder, breathless.

"and after?"

"Later?"

Cheng also showed a sad expression that cannot be described in words.

"It's been more than a month by the time I finish my dad's work.

Every time before I go to He’s house, as usual, I will call Jiang You first, and I will pass when her time is available.

This time, the call was answered by the servant.

Stayed and couldn't say a word, only said that the wife was okay, and didn't let me come. I asked the servant to call He Yunting to answer the phone, but there was no reply.

So, I became suspicious.

If you didn't listen to the servant, I went directly to He's house. "

Cheng also fell silent suddenly.

He bit his lip, an unspeakable emotion was suppressed by his force, and the whole person was trembling slightly.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

A suffocating pressure made Joe out of breath.

The hand hidden under the table was tightly clenched into a fist.

is dead, right?

Jiang You is dead?

Cheng also had red eyes, and his expression suddenly became extremely hideous. He said every word: "She is dead. She died at He Yunting's 4-year-old birthday party."

With a snap, something broke in Qiao's mind.

An indescribable sense of powerlessness swept through her senses in an instant.

4 years old!

How can a 4-year-old child bear the hurt of losing his mother?

Birthday becomes the anniversary of death, what should he do?

How should he face it?

How sad should he be?

No wonder, his life was dark.

It turned out that when he was 4 years old, he personally closed the door to this world.

He trapped himself in a black room with copper walls and iron walls, licking his wounds alone, missing the man who would never come back...

(End of this chapter)