Money fans cute baby come to cheat father

Chapter 713

"Let me come and see you! Why do you think your child has fallen asleep here? You are still in good shape, what if you catch a cold?" Yan Ruhua rambled on, and then Glancing at Cui'er beside her, "You, don't be careful, there should be a woman waiting by your side."

Tweety heard the old lady's overtones, immediately lowered her head, seemed to be shy, and stood quietly by the side.

"Mother, now that I don't even know how long I can live, are you still in the mood to talk to me about this?" How could He Lanming care about his children's personal relationship now? None of them came true, and even his broken body didn't know how long it could last.

"I also want you to talk about marriage. What I mean is to transfer a girl to take care of your daily necessities. No matter how careful Dr. Bai is, he is a man, and there are always times when he doesn't take good care of you. Do you want to tell me?" In the past nine months, Yan Ruhua has been worrying about the Helan family, and worrying about her son's health. Not only is she haggard, but she also looks several years older than before, with more gray hair on her temples.

Tweety is a clever girl, if she stays to take care of her son, she will feel more at ease, which is also the main purpose of her visit today.

"No, I don't need...cough cough..." Before He Lanming finished speaking, he coughed violently again.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, are you alright?" Tweet hurried over to support him, gently patted his back to straighten him up.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to feel relieved a lot.

"Ming'er, Tweety'er is the smartest maid around me, I'll put her by your side to take care of you for a while." Seeing his frowning, Yan Ruhua knew what he meant, and immediately said, " Don't reject your mother's heart, and return her to me when you get better, okay?"

Poor parents!
He Lanming knew that if he persisted, his mother might not be happy.He raised his head and glanced at Tweety who was standing next to him, nodded and said, "That's according to what mother wants."

After hearing this, Tweety raised her head and said loyally to Yan Ruhua, "Old lady, please rest assured, Tweety will definitely take good care of the Patriarch."

Yan Ruhua nodded, and the expression on her face eased a bit, "As long as Ming'er can be well, I will be at ease."

The night is warm and cool, and the moon is like a hook.

Chu's Villa.

In the empty garden area, there were more than a dozen human-shaped targets. Chu Heng and Yan Zile each held a pistol in their hands.

The man clenched the handle of the gun with his fingers, glanced sideways at the little boy standing beside him, and asked lightly, "Xiao Le, are you ready?"

"Yeah." Yan Zile also leveled the gun in his hand, nodded at him and said, "Daddy, let's start!"

"Okay, three, two, one!" Chu Heng held up three fingers, and after the countdown ended, he raised his voice and shouted, "Start!"

'boom!boom!boom! '

As soon as his voice fell, the guns in the hands of the two men, one big and one small, were fired at the same time, and each shot hit the moving bull's-eye.

Half a minute later, all the targets were painted with red, green and green paint.

"Daddy," Yan Zile squinted his eyes, looked at the bull's-eye in the distance, and said, "I think I won this round. Look at those targets, the green ones are the most!"

The man glanced at him calmly, raised the corners of his lips and explained to him, "Xiao Le, we are not only comparing the quantity, but also the accuracy. Look at the greens you hit, how many rings are they on?"

Yan Zile looked at the targets again, only to realize that the green paint fired from his gun was all outside the fifth ring, while the red paint shot by Chu Heng hit the bull's-eye.

Yan Zile lowered his head, pursed his mouth and replied a little discouraged, "They all went outside."

"The main purpose of my training you to shoot is to improve your concentration, don't be impatient, understand?" Chu Heng put away his gun and looked at his son gently.

In fact, he doesn't know how to educate children. He has been overprotected by his father since he was a child, and he doesn't care about other people's feelings in many things.

But now, Yan Xiaoxiao is not around, and Xiao Le is still young, he must act like a father.Xiao Le can't go to school like ordinary children, but at least he can spend more time with him so that his son won't be thinking about Yan Xiaoxiao.

Thinking too much would only make him more sad.

"Well, I see, Daddy." Yan Zile looked up at the man and nodded vigorously.

"Well, tonight you will practice target shooting, when to hit the bull's-eye without a single shot, and when to rest."

"it is good."

After Chu Heng finished speaking, he dropped the gun in his hand, turned and left.

Only Yan Zile was left alone in the garden to continue aiming and shooting, training his concentration and reaction ability over and over again.

Chu Heng had just returned to the living room, and before he had time to sit down, the phone on the coffee table vibrated.

Glancing at the number on the caller ID, his handsome brows frowned, and he held the phone to his ear and picked it up.

"what's up?"

This is an international call, and the person on the other end of the phone is Chu Aotian who is far away in Luxembourg.

The two fathers never exchanged unnecessary greetings. Hearing his voice, Chu Aotian asked straight to the point, "I asked you to find your mother, is there any news?"

Chu Heng sneered slightly on the phone, raised his thin lips and asked casually, "Did you make a mistake? Your wife, do you still need someone to help you find it?"

Besides, he hasn't found his own wife yet, so he's too busy to take care of himself, so how can he have time to care about others?

Although this other person is his father.

When Chu Aotian heard the words, he couldn't help but frowned, "Why, did you eat gunpowder today?"

Normally, even if Chu Heng was in a bad mood, he would rarely contradict him head-on.

"No." Chu Heng was also aware of his gaffe, quickly adjusted, and replied calmly, "Han Ruoxin, you can find it yourself. I also have my work to do, and I don't have time to care about where other people's wives are."

After pondering on the phone for a while, Chu Aotian didn't continue the topic, but changed the subject and asked, "So, where is my grandson? Should I bring it back for me to see?"

"He has a lot of homework recently, and he can't go anywhere." Chu Heng looked sideways, and through the huge French window, glanced at his son who was concentrating on shooting in the garden, and said, "If there is nothing else, I will hang up."

"That's it." Chu Aotian didn't say any more, and cut off the phone before him.

A blind tone came from the receiver, and Chu Heng listened to it for a long time before he came back to his senses and put the phone into his trouser pocket.

He raised his head, looked at the sky full of stars, and couldn't help pursing his thin lips.

Yan Xiaoxiao, where did you hide?
　Recommend friend Yan Ningyan's article "Husband, don't make trouble! "

　　


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