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Chapter 908 Believe it or not I will throw you in the trash can (2)

Qi Xuan and Yang Keke looked at each other, and walked forward to lead their man.

Putting the soft little hand into his, Gu Che looked sideways at Yang Keke, the corners of his lips tugged slightly, that smile was uglier than crying.

He tried to divert his sadness by joking, "You have seen my dad, so you are destined to belong to my family."

Yang Keke clenched his hand, looking at his eyes full of distress, "Yes."

"Fool." Looking at her well-behaved appearance, Gu Che's cold heart gradually warmed up. He held her hand back and whispered, "Let's go, let's go home."

Gu Ying glanced at them, then looked at Qi Xuan, touched the blue color under her eyelids, and held her hand distressedly, "Let's go home too."

It wasn't until they were all gone that Gu Qingning raised his head, staring at the photo on the tombstone with fascination.

After a while, she tilted her head, looked at Fu Juncheng with those cold eyes, and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Ah Cheng, that's how it feels to have a father."

It's just that the feeling of beauty and happiness is too short, as short as a dream.

She seldom showed her vulnerable side, Fu Juncheng felt distressed when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "Ningning, you have tried your best, don't blame yourself."

His deep voice carried the tenderness only for her, and he could always see through her easily.

Gu Qingning's eyes were moist in an instant, and in the next second, her whole face was buried in his chest, the tip of her nose was lingering with the clear and cold fragrance that made her feel at ease.

"A Cheng."

She called him once, and then said nothing.

Fu Juncheng stroked her head again and again, as if responding to her.

The cool wind blew, and the scorching sun elongated the shadows of the two of them.

……

half year later.

Continent M, Yuwen's home.

"Whoa whoa whoa."

The child's loud cry suddenly sounded, earth-shattering.

Yu Wenfan looked at the son in his arms speechlessly, and the corners of his lips twitched fiercely.

Depend on.

This little bastard has a few meanings, anyone can hug him, why does he cry as soon as he is hugged.

He has never served anyone so carefully in his life, this little bastard is fine, he kicked his nose in the face and returned it.

"Yuwenfan, are you bullying my baby again?" Mrs. Yuwen rushed down from the upstairs immediately when she heard the cry of the child, her sharp gaze was directed at Yuwenfan.

Yu Wenfan, "..."

Who is bullying whom?

He ignored her, looked down at the little guy in his arms, and played a game of big eyes and small eyes with him.

He pretended to say viciously, "If you cry again, believe it or not, I will throw you into the trash can."

As if he understood what he said, the little guy cried even harder, Jin Doudou jumped out as if he didn't want money, his tender face was flushed from crying.

"Whoa whoa-"

Madam Yuwen looked at it, her heart ached, she rushed forward to snatch the child back, and gave Yu Wenfan an angry look, "I think it's okay to throw you into the trash can."

Dare to throw her baby into the trash can, it's gutsy.

Yu Wenfan went crazy, and immediately understood what Fu Juncheng said before.

Ever since the child was born, everyone in the family has focused on the child, especially Yaya, who has the child in his eyes and has become transparent.

Yu Wenfan saw the little guy in his mother's arms and stopped crying immediately, his teeth itching with anger.

He turned his eyes and suggested, "Mom, why don't you take the child back to live with you?"

Mrs. Yuwen wiped the baby's tears with a tissue, and turned her head to glance at him, "What did you say?"

"You and my dad are not..."

Before Yu Wenfan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sullen voice, "No, I don't agree."

Yu Wenfan raised his eyes and frowned when he saw Yaya running downstairs barefoot.

"How did you get down?"

Not long after she gave birth, she was still very weak. The doctor said that she had to rest well, and it was best not to suffer from the cold.

"Why aren't you wearing slippers?"

Wearing comfortable home clothes, Yaya ran barefoot to Mrs. Yuwen's side, and couldn't wait to bring the child back.

Also being a woman, Mrs. Yuwen carefully noticed Yaya's uneasiness, and asked gently, "Yaya, what's wrong with you?"

Yaya hugged the child tightly, remembering what Yu Wenfan said in the stairwell just now, she looked at Yu Wenfan with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, "You said you would not rob the child from me."

(End of this chapter)