Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

Seeing him turn around, deliberately avoiding himself, go to a distance to answer the phone, come over for 2 minutes, and continue to accompany their mother and child pretending nothing happened, Changshang felt particularly depressed

"Who's calling? What's wrong?"

"fine."

Chang Mian didn't answer her directly, but walked over slowly, picked up little Cheche from the ground, and continued to play with them.

Changshang lowered her eyes, unable to hide the gloom in her eyes.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, seeing Chang Mian so cautiously accompanying them, trying every means to make her happy, she felt her nose sore and uncomfortable.

He is not a man who likes to stay at home. He usually has a lot of things and is very busy. As the head of the family, as the vice president of the Juedi Group, and as the leader of the South China Sea military base, there are many things waiting for him to deal with.

However, because of her, he put aside all the responsibilities on his shoulders, regardless of whether he asked, is he happy?

Chang Chang thought, the answer is no.

Thinking of this, Shangshang bit her lower lip and almost cried.

Really, she felt sorry, for him, for herself.

After a long time, she put away the sour vinegar in her heart, saw Chang Mian playing with Che'er, and couldn't help but say:

"Don't stay at home if you have something to do. You don't have to stay with us all day. Go and do your own things."

"I'm fine. My subordinates will take care of small things. If I can't do everything myself, then what should I do with them?" Chang Mian asked her, holding her son in her arms, "Is it hot? If it's hot, go into the house and drink something iced." Papaya juice."

However, he obviously has something to do.

She doesn't know where.

No one dared to bother him with things these days. If the matter wasn't really difficult, how could he call him; besides, he frowned so deeply just now that he didn't even call himself behind his back when he called.

She doesn't want to be a burden to him.

She was not the only one who experienced such pain, he was also hurt, but he accommodated himself and stayed with him, she never comforted him, she was immersed in her own pain all day long, with self-blame hidden in her eyes every day... ... Such a him made her feel unbearably distressed.

Changshang was ruthless, and the words he said were tinged with thorns.

"You stay with me carefully all day long, so you are very tired, and I am also very tired, which makes us all very tired, which is counterproductive."

"You'd better not hang around me all day."

She said, ignoring his sudden paleness, and even more ignoring the trace of injury that suddenly flashed across his eyes, she stepped on her feet, got up and walked towards the house.

He followed again, but she turned around with a bit of disgust in her tone: "I beg you, don't follow me all day. When I see you, I will think of my childhood. It's very uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, snatched Little Cheche from his arms, and walked into the room with a disturbed pace, leaving him behind.

"Changshang..."

He called her from behind.

"If you have the ability, go and find out the people who have influenced you, and find out the real culprit who killed your parents. Don't stay at home all day like a shrinking turtle."

When Shangshang said these angry words, she almost bit her own tongue, and the tears burst out. She almost rushed upstairs, carried Xiao Cheche, went back to the bedroom, slammed the door, and locked it.

Then he leaned his back against the door, biting his lip tightly, not allowing any of his emotions to leak out.

Until... until two hours later, she heard the sound of a car starting.