Evil President 【End】

Xiao Ji's eyes tightened, and he hugged him lovingly, his usual cold young face was slightly moved, and he praised with a smile, "Xiao Che is a strong and good boy."

Every time, as soon as little Yanche's body was in trouble, Zhixing would be so nervous that he couldn't eat or sleep, and stood by the bed day and night, holding his little hand, afraid that he would disappear if he let go.

Although little Yanche is only four years old, he seems to understand many things amidst his mother's uneasiness.

He began to know how to be considerate to Mommy. No matter how sad he was, he would never take the initiative to speak out. Many times, like now, he sat quietly in the back garden.

This child is so quiet... It makes people feel distressed.

Xiaoji led Xiao Yanche into the living room, M immediately got up, walked over, bent down, "Xiao Che, do you want to be a godfather?"

The little guy blinked his bright eyes, nodded slightly, and the corners of his beautiful lips curled up slowly, "Yes,"

That extraordinary calm appearance made M, who has always been emotionally restrained, couldn't help but smile, "Xiao Che is the most obedient!" He paused, glanced at Zhixing, and then asked gently, "What are you doing?" Daddy will draw a little blood from you, as long as a little is enough, will Xiao Che be afraid?"

Xiao Che shook his head, his eyes were clear and menacing.

M smiled, "Little Che is really brave."

Zhixing couldn't help but frowned, and lowered her eyes. The results of M's recent examinations were not satisfactory. Seeing her son's face getting paler and his body getting weaker, her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

At this time, her hand was grabbed by a small hand, she lowered her head, and met Xiao Che's clear eyes like water.That pretty little face was full of indifference beyond his age.

"Mommy, I want to eat mango pudding."

Upon hearing this, Zhixing hurriedly smiled at him, "No problem, I wrapped it on Mommy, and Mommy will make it for you right away."

"Thank you, Mommy."

"Godfather, let's go up." Xiao Che turned around slowly and took the initiative to walk upstairs.

M and Xiao Ji glanced at each other, and there was a hint of shock in their eyes. Xiao Che was obviously sending Zhi Xing away, and he didn't want her to see his blood drawn, because he knew that Mommy would be sad.

Walking upstairs to the professional consultation room, M fetched the syringe, hesitated for a moment, looked up at Xiao Che, "If it hurts, tell godfather."

Xiao Che nodded, but just as he was about to pierce it, Xiao Che suddenly said, "Godfather, wait a minute."

M hurriedly stopped, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Che held the walking stick beside him in his little hand, looked at it, and said softly, "Godfather, it's fine."

M glanced at the dark cane, only thinking it was Xiao Che's favorite toy, but never asked about its origin.He quickly drew out a few milliliters of blood. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Che didn't even cry out in pain. After the blood was drawn, he put down his sleeves, raised his head, and said to M, "Godfather, this time, keep it a secret from Mommy. "

M was startled, then turned around, "Xiao Che..."

"Mommy has insomnia recently, and her appetite is not good." Xiao Che's eyes were calm, but there was a bright glazed light, as bright as stars hanging in the night.

With a simple sentence from him, M understood everything.

He came to Xiao Che, squatted down, and said emotionally, "Godfather is really happy, Xiao Che has grown up, and he can love Mommy so much."

Xiao Che raised the corners of her perfectly curved lips, "Little uncle said that Daddy is not here, so I will take care of Mommy from now on."

M narrowed his deep eyes, said nothing, just hugged his small body, and said with emotion, "Xiao Che, if your daddy can see you, he will be very proud."

Xiao Che hesitated for a while, then asked softly, "Godfather, my daddy, is he very powerful?"

M smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, he is very powerful, and Xiao Che will be as powerful as him in the future."

After serious consideration, Xiao Che shook his head, "No."

M asked curiously, "Why not? Wouldn't it be great to be as powerful as your daddy?"

"Because Daddy is so powerful, he left Mommy. I don't want to be like him. In that case, only Mommy will be left..." Xiao Che lowered his eyes and said flatly, "It will be very pitiful."

M was really conquered by this four-year-old child. Since childhood, little Yan Che has behaved differently from other children. He never cries, and rarely laughs, with a kind of enigmatic tranquility.But it is undeniable that this child is sensible and heartwarming.

M smiled and promised him, "Okay, godfather will only tell your mommy, Xiao Che, is very healthy."

This time, Xiao Yanche raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

When M led his little hand downstairs, Zhixing and Xiao Ji immediately stepped forward, "M, Xiao Che... are you okay?" Zhixing's voice was tense, and when he listened carefully, there was a slight tremor.

M glanced at Xiao Che and smiled, "This time, it's very good."

"Really?" Zhixing's eyes lit up, and as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up his son, Xiao Che stretched out his little hand to caress the center of her brow that was still wrinkled, and said quietly, "Mummy, this is not pretty."

Zhixing laughed, and widened his eyes, "Nonsense, when is Mommy not pretty?"

Hearing that M said his son was fine, Zhixing seemed to be in a great mood, and this good mood lasted until the evening.She watched her son fall asleep before returning to the room, habitually standing on the balcony, gazing at the night sky, and sipping red wine.

"Jie, have you seen it? My son is growing up day by day, and he is really good."

Facing the starry sky, she said with a smile.

"However, this kid seems to be too obedient, which makes me feel a little guilty. It seems that he is the one who cares about me and takes care of me. Instead, my mother is a little inferior..." Zhixing smiled embarrassedly, "Said Really, he's really like you."

Just like him, facing himself and her, a mother with many shortcomings.

This is Zhixing's most cherished and precious moment in a day.She will talk to someone in the sky, talking about the daily routine, talking about her son, and talking about interesting things that happened one day.In this way, we will not forget, we will not stay away, we will not... fall down.

After finishing a glass of red wine, she stretched her waist, "Hey, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep! Oh, by the way, don't wreak havoc in my dreams at night! Be careful, I'll lose my temper!"

Smiling, she turned to leave, but at this moment, she stopped.

His eyes tightened, and he turned around abruptly.

A bloody hand grabbed the railing.

"Who!" Zhixing froze, without any hesitation, stepped forward, lifted the chair next to him with his feet, and was about to smash it down when he lifted it up, but when he saw that person, he was stunned——