President, steal a baby from you!

Chapter 122, Don't You, Uncle After leaving get off work, Lei Yao drove her to Zhelin's kindergarten in Fu Lanyan's car, while his car was parked in the company's underground parking lot because she thought his car was too Eye-catching, afraid of being seen by others and affecting it badly.

Seeing his mother and Father Lei coming to pick him up from a distance, Zhe Lin was actually very happy, but when he thought of the paint on the wall, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to Lei Yao.

Seeing his son coming out of the school gate, Lei Yao quickly knelt down and greeted him with open arms.

The clinker, the little guy rushed all the way, but he threw himself into the arms of Fu Lanyan next to him, "Mom..."

With some embarrassment, he withdrew his arms, stood up, and looked at the back of his son who was deliberately leaving behind him, Lei Yao's eyes flashed obvious disappointment.

Seeing his loss in her eyes, Fu Lanyan actually didn't expect her son to pounce on him.

She glanced at Lei Yao apologetically, then she picked up her son, turned his small body to face Lei Yao, and reminded him in a low voice, "Zhe Lin, why don't you call me?"

Zhe Lin didn't want to talk to Lei Yao, whoever told him to speak was nothing, and what he said would not hurt his mother's heart, but due to his mother's reasons, he was afraid that she would be sad if he didn't make her feel sad, so he snapped his fingers and didn't even look at him , called out dully, "Uncle Lei."

The son's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and it could be seen that he was reluctant, and that he was not called Papa Lei as intimately as before, and Lei Yao's heart felt as painful as a knife.

He didn't blame the child, after all it was his fault, no matter whether Ruoyi spilled the paint on the door or not, it was wrong for him to lie to their mother and child, no wonder his son would be angry with him.

The thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, Lei Yao pretended to be okay and nodded in response.

Naturally, he took a step forward, wanting to touch his son's head, but the clever little guy saw his motives, and before his hand reached out, he turned around and fell on Fu Lanyan's shoulder , avoiding his touch calmly.

The arms hung in mid-air like that, neither stretched nor retracted, and Lei Yao's thin lips were pursed tighter and tighter.

After a pause for a few seconds, Fang Cai raised his head and scratched his head to hide his embarrassment and loss.

Seeing his forbearance, Fu Lanyan felt an indescribable distress in her heart.

In fact, she really wanted to reproach her son, but the little guy also had his stand.

Zhe Lin would be like this, most likely because he mistakenly thought that those words were directed at Lei Yao. He felt sorry for his mother, so he didn't want to talk to Lei Yao, who he mistakenly thought was the culprit. But he didn't know that the paint on the door was actually related to Lei Yao. Yao has nothing to do.

She wanted to explain to her son, but she was afraid that Lei Yao would worry for them if he found out about the paint splashing, or that he might misunderstand what she had with Jingchen.

Moreover, the son didn't know that she already knew everything, so Fu Lanyan still didn't explain.

On the way to the supermarket, the car was surprisingly quiet.

Lei Yao clenched his fists and drove the car dully, with an obviously hurt expression on his face. After all, being alienated by his son really didn't feel good.

What's more, in the passenger seat next to him, the little guy was sitting on Fu Lanyan's lap, but he was facing out of the window, deliberately turning his back to him, which made him feel even more frustrated.

The pictures of them hanging out together a few days ago played like a slideshow in my mind, I really missed the little guy's father Lei whose voice was so sweet to his heart.

It's a pity that an incident of splashing paint made his original efforts in vain, and the relationship with his son after finally taking a step back suddenly regressed, and it even became worse.

Now, his son doesn't even want to look at him, and he is so unwilling to call Uncle Lei.

It was the same when visiting the supermarket, Lei Yao wanted to find an opportunity to get close to his son, and explained to him by the way, but the little guy was clinging to Fu Lanyan, so he had no chance to take advantage of it.

Cheng Xiao said that Fu Lanyan didn't know about splashing paint, so he couldn't explain it to his son in front of her, he could only do it in private, but now his son didn't want to be alone with him at all.

Since the son doesn't want to see him, he'd better be sensible, don't be an eyesore in front of him, this meal will be boring even if we eat together.

Lei Yao decided to leave after sending their mother and son back. To be honest, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

His son's deliberate alienation made him extremely uncomfortable, several times more painful than a knife stabbing his chest.

Unscrewing a few bags of things, they got out of the elevator with their mother and son. While Fu Lanyan took the key to open the door, Lei Yao put the things on the ground by the door, scratching his head in embarrassment, and said, "Lanyan, Cheng Xiao called just now. Come here, I seem to be looking for something urgent, so I won't stay here for dinner, next time."

After finishing speaking, he forced himself to smile at Zhe Lin in her arms, turned around and walked quickly towards the elevator as if fleeing.

Fu Lanyan paused for a while with the key in her hand, and stared at the door in a daze, with moist liquid swirling in her eyes, but she didn't turn her head to keep him.

In fact, she could tell that he was unhappy along the way, and the reason was nothing more than his son's attitude towards him was too cold.

She was reluctant to let him go, and wanted to open her mouth to persuade him to stay, but since her son couldn't tolerate him, she could only let him go.

I told him before that if her son doesn't like him, she will give in. Whoever makes her a mother, the son's feeling is more important than everything else.

Just like at this moment, if her son doesn't welcome him, she can't say anything. Even if she hears the sound of the elevator and the door closing, her heart hurts so much that she is about to die, she still has to endure it.

Zhe Lin, who was held in her arms with one hand, watched her mother holding back her tears but not crying, and couldn't help but express her distress.

He knew that he made his mother sad again, but he didn't want to treat Uncle Lei like that, but he just felt very angry, how could Uncle Lei deceive his mother like that!

Those words written in paint are so ugly, how could he have a family and still come to provoke his mother!

When his mother opened the door, put him down, and went to twist the things on the ground, Zhe Lin turned and ran downstairs.

There was only one elevator, and he had already gone down. He was afraid that Uncle Lei would go far away, so he chose the stairs. Anyway, there were only three floors, and since Uncle Lei didn't drive his own car, he thought he could catch up.

As soon as her son ran away, Fu Lanyan squatted on the ground with her shoulders in her arms and cried softly.

I really want to beg these two people, can they not be so kind to her.

Lei Yao is an idiot, in order not to let her be caught in the middle, he obviously wants to stay with her, but because Zhe Lin doesn't want to see him, he reluctantly leaves.

Cheng Xiao has something to do with him, what a lousy excuse.

And Zhe Lin, who was obviously very angry with Lei Yao, even though he made a mistake and blamed Lei Yao, but without knowing it, in order not to make her sad, he still chose to go downstairs to chase him.

As soon as Lei Yao walked out of the apartment door with a disappointed face, a crying child voice came from behind, "Uncle Lei, don't go..."

The voice was so familiar that he turned around almost reflexively.

Seeing his son crying and running towards him, his heart was tugged immediately, he quickly squatted down, and while opening his arms to meet him, he exhorted with frowning eyebrows, "Slow down, don't fall!" .”

Uncle Lei was not angry with him, but nervously told him to run slowly. Zhe Lin burst into tears with more self-reproach, rushed forward and threw himself into his arms, "I'm sorry, Uncle Lei, I was wrong... Lei Uncle... don't go..."

Picking up his son from the ground, Lei Yao pressed him into his arms with all his strength, "Silly boy, what's wrong with you, it's uncle's fault. Well, don't cry. You should say sorry It's Uncle, I'm sorry, Zhelin, Uncle let you down..."

The little face lifted from his shoulders, looked at him with tearful eyes, and shook his head, "No, it's Zhelin's fault, Zhelin lost his temper on purpose and ignored uncle... Actually, I didn't want to treat you like that, seeing you leave, I feel so sad..."

What his son said warmed Lei Yao's heart. He moved his thin lips together and kissed his son's tear-wet face. He smiled gratifiedly, "Zhe Lin, uncle is really happy to hear you say that. So Zhelin likes uncle so much?"

"Well, Zhelin likes Uncle Lei very much. I want you to be my father, don't go! Papa Lei, I really know I was wrong. You go upstairs with me, and we will have dinner at our house today, and we will have dinner with Zhelin at night. Sleep with mom, okay? I really want to sleep on the same bed with mom and dad."

Nodding heavily, Zhe Lin whimpered and looked at Lei Yao with pleading eyes.

"Okay, let's go up now and help mother pick vegetables together." The son's wish was so simple that Lei Yao agreed without even thinking about it.

Holding her son and walking back, she didn't want to, and when she looked up, she saw her leaning on the door of the apartment with her lips covered, looking at them with teary eyes.

Quickening his pace and walking forward, Lei Yao freed up a hand to hug the crying woman into his arms, smiled and kissed her hair, "Silly woman, what's the point of crying, aren't we reconciled? "

"That's right, Mom is such a crybaby." Zhe Lin, who was held by Lei Yao in the other hand, wiped the tears from his face, and then reached out to wipe the tears from his mother's face.

Looking at the big and the young with tears, Fu Lanyan laughed while crying, stretched out her arms to hug them, she smiled and protested, "You two villains know how to bully me. I love you... ..."

"we love you too!"

"we love you too!"

After speaking in unison, Lei Yao and Zhe Lin looked at each other and smiled.

Leaning on Lei Yao's shoulder, Fu Lanyan smiled contentedly as she listened to the common confession made by one big and one small.

Thinking that the door of the house was not locked, she quickly wiped her tears, took Lei Yao's arm and walked towards the elevator entrance, "I don't care, you two made me cry, and you will pick vegetables for me later. Zhe Lin will be in charge of breaking the garlic cloves, and you, Lei Yao, will be in charge of peeling the onions."

"Peeling onions is very annoying, can you do something else?" Lei Yao frowned, deliberately teasing her.

"No, it's better to choke you to death!" Fu Lanyan smugly smiled while hooking her chin.

"Hehe..." Watching the two of them bickering, Zhe Lin covered his mouth and snickered.

When entering the elevator, Lei Yao intentionally bumped him with his shoulder, and smiled wickedly, "Hey, my son told me to stay today, what do you think?"

Her face turned red instantly, Fu Lanyan turned her face away in embarrassment, and smiled shyly.

This little guy, does he know that his mother suffers because of leaving the wolf behind?

But she felt very relieved that her son could stay Lei Yao overnight.