“No, I have been holding the young lady, do you always suspect that this is not an accident?””
“How can there be so many accidents.”
Li Tingchen gently stroked Li Qingchen’s little head with his fingers, “Tell Daddy, why are you leaving?””
Li Qingchen aggrieved Baba and said, “Mom, I want Mom.”
Li Tingchen felt a pain in his heart. Since he picked Su Qingyu up, he said side by side that he wanted to take the child over, but Su Qingyu’s attitude was very cold.
The two of them completely collapsed because of her hand and Li Lanrui’s affairs, and Su Qingyu was now pregnant and uncomfortable, so Li Tingchen dispelled this idea.
He sighed, how could this child be said to be a human spirit?
A few months ago, he took Su Qingyu’s picture and secretly told him that this was your mother. He thought that such a young child didn’t understand, but the child really wrote it down.
She never called Bai Yuanyuan’s mother, and every time she met Su Qingyu, she couldn’t make out.
This is the natural connection of blood.
“Good boy, I will let you see it.”
Li Tingchen held him in his arms, ordered Chen Ling a few words, and then went to Bai Yuanyuan’s ward.
After this period of time, she was out of danger and her body was getting better and better. Unfortunately, her legs were useless, and it was basically unlikely that she would stand up again.
She leaned on the hospital bed and watched Li Tingchen walk in with the child in her arms, her pale face full of haggard, “Tingchen, is your son okay?””Fortunately, nothing serious happened, but he fell and fainted. He had a slight concussion, which was not serious.”
Bai Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand to touch Li Qingchen’s cheek, “Baby, you must be careful in the future.”
Embarrassingly, she stretched out her hand, and Li Qingchen buried her face in Li Tingchen’s arms.
Bai Yuanyuan never understood what was going on. This child was like an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. No matter what he did to him, he didn’t even shout at his mother.
Li Tingchen made an excuse: “He’s scared, take a good rest.”
“Ting Chen……”Bai Yuanyuan stretched out her hand, “Can’t you stay with me?””
“It may not work, the child is going to bed.”
After speaking, Li Tingchen didn’t look back, and put the child in the baby safety seat, “Good boy, I will take you to your mother, your only good mother.”
Li Qingchen’s eyes lit up when he heard the two words of his mother, and his little hand clung to the seat belt tightly, and he couldn’t stop yelling: “Mom, Mom.”
Now that Li Tingchen no longer wants to hide the truth about Su Qingyu’s birth that year, would she be happier if she knew that the child was not dead and had been alive all the time?I don’t hate myself so much.
Halfway through the car, the mobile phone rang, Li Tingchen connected, and Chen Ling’s serious voice was in the Bluetooth headset: “Mr. Li, it’s not very good news.”