Afraid that something might happen to the child, Min Zhixing warned again: "Huizhu, you must remember what you said as a father, and you must not mess around.

Children are the foundation of a man, especially boys, which are used to pass on the family line.

Even if you want to get close to him again, you have to endure it. These days, it's just a bitch like Zhuang Xiaoyu. It's normal that Qin Wuyan doesn't come to you. If he comes to you, you can just Be careful..."

Min Huizhu is also a person who weighs pros and cons, she nodded lightly, "I know, father don't have to worry about me, just because my brother's death was provoked by Zhuang Xiaoyu, I can't let her go..."

After Min Huizhu finished speaking, she lifted the curtain again and looked out the window of the carriage. It didn't matter if she looked at it, it felt like a knife had been stabbed in her heart, and she felt bloody pain...

The breeze is blowing, and the air is full of a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhuang Xiaoyu turned her head and saw bright red flowers growing on the big tree by the river, she raised her finger and asked Qin Wuyan: "Does it look good?"

Qin Wuyan looked at her fingertips, "If it's worn on Madam's bun, it should be okay."

Zhuang Xiaoyu glared at him: "I think it looks pretty."

Qin Wuyan said nothing, but just looked at her.

Zhuang Xiaoyu thought that he would take the initiative to help him pick the flowers from the tree, but Qin Wuyan didn't move.

Zhuang Xiaoyu had no choice but to say, "Come pick one for me."

Qin Wuyan had a smile on his face: "Madam, go pick it yourself."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Qin Wuyan said: "My husband picked a flower for my wife just now, and I didn't see my wife being grateful. My wife even beat me up, so my husband didn't dare to act rashly."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Just now it was clearly your glibness that I hit you.

Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, Qin Wuyan put his cheek in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Madam, why don't you do it yourself, and I will go over and help Madam pick it."

Zhuang Xiaoyu snorted angrily, such a shameless request was made in broad daylight, why didn't he go to heaven?

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't bother to pay attention to Qin Wuyan, pushed his head away from him, stood up, and walked towards the tree.

Qin Wuyan followed behind her unhurriedly, and when they got under the tree, Zhuang Xiaoyu saw that the tree was too tall, and after jumping several times, he still couldn't reach the lowest flower, so he couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

Zhuang Xiaoyu glanced at Qin Wuyan: "It's too high, I can't reach it."

Seeing that Qin Wuyan is tall and has long legs, he can land with a light jump.

Qin Wuyan asked, "Which one do you like?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu pointed to the one that Qin Wuyan could just reach, "Just that one."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Xiaoyu was pinched by Qin Wuyan's waist with both hands and lifted up, Zhuang Xiaoyu screamed in a low voice.

Before she could react, Zhuang Xiaoyu found herself sitting on Qin Wuyan's shoulders. The man lifted her up high, and tightly held her waist with both hands, "Xiaoyu can pick whichever flower she likes." Yiduo, don't be afraid, I'm holding you for my husband."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was only a child, sitting on the shoulders of her brother and father, and she has never been treated like this since she was three years old.

It's clearly something that Qin Wuyan can help at once, but he did it like this, it's just too... shameful.

The more Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't move, Qin Wuyan raised his head slightly and held her up motionlessly, as if if she didn't pick the flower, he wouldn't let her off his shoulder...