Fleeing marriage with a son, the rumored husband is too arrogant

Chapter 15 A lot of pressure is coming
Hearing this, Shen Mo raised his head in embarrassment, and replied truthfully: "He...has no father, he has lived with me since he was born, and has never seen his father."

"No wonder... With all due respect, Ms. Shen, if a child, especially a boy, grows up under the leadership of a single mother, it is not conducive to his character development. He will become introverted and unwilling to communicate with the outside world. Mature Too early, or in other words, psychologically shadowed, sensitive, and extremely insecure, so... so I suggest that you better communicate with the child's father to see if you can properly accompany the child."

"I'm sorry...I'm afraid I can't do this, because...I don't know where the child's father is."

What Shen Mo said was also true. On that night six years ago, both she and the other party were wearing masks. How could they know who the child belonged to?

"This...?" For a moment, Teacher Sun didn't know what to say.

"Since this is the case, then I suggest that if you have a boyfriend now, it is best to let him get in touch with the child more as the father of the child, and give him a correct guide. He is still young, and he is slowly accepting many things now. Among them, once the character is formed, it is difficult to change it in the future, in order to shake the happiness in the future, I suggest you take this matter to heart."

"Okay, let me think about it, thank you, Teacher Sun."

When leaving the coffee shop, Shen Mo's heart was particularly heavy...

He had just been discredited in the company, half of his salary was cut off by Lu Jiayi, and last night he was harassed in a nightclub and hospitalized.

Now that the child's teacher came to talk about such a serious topic, she suddenly felt that life is really tiring.

Driving a white Buick, wandering aimlessly on the street...

She even began to wonder, what is the value of living like this?
In other words, she has no sense of security herself, so how can she give her child a sense of security?
She is only 26 years old this year, she is still a child, but she suddenly became the mother of a six-year-old child?
Is there anything more absurd, bloody and tragic than this?
A heavy blow made her feel depressed, and she even forgot the time to pick up the child.

And Shen Zhiyao finished his piano lessons and waited for his mother to pick him up at the door, but he never saw anyone.

"Shen Zhiyao, isn't your mommy here yet?" The piano teacher asked caringly.

"Well, maybe she's busy with work and was delayed." Xiao Naibao comforted herself in this way.

"Teacher, please call her for you."

"Thank you, teacher." Xiao Naibao smiled sweetly, especially endearing.

The piano teacher dialed the number, only to be told that the phone you dialed is turned off.

"Huh? Your mommy's phone is turned off."

"Oh...then maybe it's out of battery?" Xiao Naibao's eyes were a little disappointed.

"Then just wait a moment and don't run around."

"I see, teacher."

In this way, the little milk bag waited at the door for more than ten minutes. At this time, the sky began to rain heavily.

Xiao Naipao was wearing white short sleeves, black pants, and carrying a small blue schoolbag, sitting alone at the door.

At this time, a little girl walked out of the piano classroom. She was six or seven years old. She was wearing a white princess dress and looked extremely handsome.

Holding a small transparent umbrella, she walked towards the black Bentley parked at the door.

"Uncle." The little girl called out sweetly when she saw the man in the Bentley.

"Let's go, let's go eat." Because Xiao Bei has a deep affection for his sister, he especially loves this niece.

My sister recently went to Europe because of custom-made fabrics, so he personally picked up the children.

"Hey... wait a minute, uncle."

"what happened?"

"I really want to see my classmate." After Xiao Zimeng finished speaking, she ran over to Shen Zhiyao's side.

"Shen Zhiyao? Is it really you? Why are you sitting here and not going home?" the little girl asked sweetly.

"My mommy hasn't come to pick me up yet."

"Then did you call her?" Xiao Zimeng asked.

Shen Zhiyao nodded not too emotionally: "Well, I called, but she turned off the phone."

"Oh...that's it, but...it's already very late, and the door will be closed soon."

Shen Zhiyao lowered his head, unable to hide the disappointment in his heart...

"Are you hungry, or... come and have dinner with us. After dinner, I will ask my uncle to take you home."

"No need, my mommy will be here soon."

Without waiting for Shen Zhiyao to refuse, Xiao Zimeng ran up to Xiao Bei, pointed to the little milk bag and said, "Uncle, that's my classmate in kindergarten, his mommy didn't come to pick him up, and it will be closed soon. He must be hungry."

"So?" Xiao Bei looked at his niece with more interest.

"So...can we take him to dinner together? Then send him home?" Xiao Zimeng was so cute while holding her uncle's hand while speaking.

(End of this chapter)