Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 316 What a pity
"Does Uncle Xia know when Mommy will come out of the photo frame?"

"You should know." Sikong Jingqiu said these words just to distract his son's attention. He was afraid that his son would really run to ask Xia Dongye, so he didn't dare to speak too much, "Dad's leg was healed by him." Ah! So Dad thought, maybe Uncle Xia knows?"

"Okay then." Sikong Jing slightly climbed off the sofa, ran to the bedside table, put away the photo frame preciously, ran back again, and climbed onto Sikong Jingqiu's lap, "Next time you come to Uncle Xia's house for dinner, ask him alright."

"En." Sikong Jingqiu stroked his son's hair, seemingly unintentionally said, "Jing Lue, Dad changed you to a new kindergarten today."

"Why change kindergarten?"

"Because Dad wants you to make more friends."

"New friends?" He likes making friends the most!Sikong Jinglue's eyes lit up, and then his eyes darkened as if thinking of something, and he asked a little unhappy, "Are you going to the new kindergarten tomorrow?"

"Yes. Mother Lin will send you to the new kindergarten to report tomorrow."

"However, I haven't said goodbye to the original children yet." Sikong Jinglue didn't have much objection to changing the kindergarten, because there was an annoying Lu Renxiong in the original kindergarten, but he didn't have time to say goodbye to other children. Make him very distressed.

"How about? Wait until the weekend, invite those children to your home as guests? Then you will say goodbye to them with Uniform?"

"Okay, that's all."

Sikong Jingqiu picked up the watch that was casually thrown on the sofa, put it on, and glanced at the time, "There are four or ten minutes until Jing Lue is going to sleep. What story do you want to hear today?"

"I want to listen to Cinderella!" Sikong Jing raised his hand excitedly.

Why is it Cinderella again?
Isn't Cinderella a story that only little girls like?why his son...

The corners of Sikong Jingqiu's eyes twitched, he was very speechless about his son's behavior of liking the story of Cinderella and listening to it every day before going to bed.

But since his son likes to listen to it, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and repeat the story he has already told by heart.

In fact, Sikong Jinglue is so small, he can't understand what the story is about, he just likes to listen to his father's voice, and regards his father's voice as a lullaby, and falls asleep with him.

So, about three to ten minutes later, Jing Lue fell asleep on Sikong Jingqiu's chest.

Sikong Jingqiu carefully placed his son on the bed..., went into the bathroom and took a shower, then sat behind the desk and turned on the computer to continue working.

After carefully browsing through the emails sent by Secretary Lin, and taking notes one by one, Sikong Jingqiu turned off the computer and went back to bed...

When I turned on the bedside lamp, my eyes glanced at the drawer where my son had just put the photos.

He paused, got off the bed lightly, opened the drawer, and took out the photo frame.

Looking at the photo in the photo frame, Sikong Jingqiu clenched his fists, the strong mask that had been tightly tied to his face for a day gradually cracked, replaced by a pair of fragile eyes, as deep as a cold pool, filled with uncontrollable miss.

Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, it has been three years.

Haiyue has... been gone for so long?

Why does he feel like it happened yesterday?Such heartache?
Jing Lue is already three years old, but sometimes he still can't help but want to ask Haiyue why he made such a choice in the first place.

Why only leave Jing Lue to him?

Why not stay with him by yourself?
But these questions, no one can answer him anymore...

Sikong Jingqiu gently stroked the person in the photo, closing his eyes with a painful expression.

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Sikong Jingqiu originally wanted to drive his son to the new kindergarten.

When everything was ready to set off, Steward Li suddenly told him that the new kindergarten would have a special car to pick up people, and the car was already outside.

Sikong Jingqiu walked out with his son in his arms, and sure enough, he saw a car with cute patterns on the body parked at the door, and there were faint and noisy voices of children coming from inside.

(End of this chapter)