Wealthy rich wife wants to divorce

Chapter 98
"Uncle?? Are you here?"

Xing'er blinked, and her little hand came out from the thin quilt to hold her uncle's hand. Qin Yin hurriedly leaned over and held the little guy's warm and soft hand in his big palm, listening to the little milk's voice coquettishly: "Uncle, you Why did you come to see me?"

Hearing the coquettish accusation, Qin Yin's eyes were full of sadness, thinking of the stupid decision to kill this child, even if the innocent child in front of him didn't know, he was full of grief and regret for being ravaged.

Recalling the past, Qin Yin couldn't help laughing.

Qin Yin squeezed the little guy's hand lightly, choked up with a smile and said, "Uncle only found out that you are sick, baby, at night."

"My dad didn't tell uncle at night?"

Xing'er thought it was unbelievable that his uncle was so close to him, he should have told his uncle in the morning.

In this way, he has one more person to feel distressed.

Fu Xuehong stood by the door and watched the father and son from a distance, feeling deeply shocked in his heart.

Could it be that blood is thicker than water?

Xing'er got up from the bed, her small body threw herself into Qin Yin's chest without hesitation, sniffed and said, "Uncle, you must know that I'm sick early in the future, okay?"

Hearing this, Qin Yin caught the little guy and glanced back at Fu Xuehong, lowered his head and said lightly: "Uncle will definitely remember Xing'er's words."

"Then, shall we pull the hook?"

The little guy lay in his arms and stretched out his little finger as if he was hanging out with Qin Yin on weekdays.

Qin Yin also hooked up with the little guy happily.

And after winking at the door, he continued to say intimately to the little guy:
"Then you have to promise uncle in the future that you must never kick the quilt when you sleep at night, okay?"

"it is good."

Xing'er leaned against her broad arms and laughed, completely without the lack of energy she felt when she had a fever during the day.

Fu Xuehong stood there quietly, unable to move even half a step.

It was raining heavily in my heart, and the wailing and crying of the child when he was abandoned back then vaguely echoed in his ears.

This man's hands have long been stained with sin and hatred, and he is not worthy to hold his son at all!

Fu Xuehong just paused for a moment before stepping over, his furious eyes swept across Qin Yin's body, he took his son out of Qin Yin's arms domineeringly, and hugged him, "Xing'er, it's time for us to sleep."

Hearing daddy talking about sleeping, Xing'er rubbed her eyes, and pursed her wrinkled face, "Okay."

Qin Yin got up and looked at the child snatched back by Fu Xuehong, feeling infinitely melancholy, "Xing'er, go to bed early, and uncle will come to play with you tomorrow..." He swallowed like a swallow, pouring out the sadness in his heart, and walked step by step with a cane Walking out of the bedroom, leaving behind the proud and stubborn back of the child.

Walking out of Fu's house, Qin Yin looked back at the bedroom with the light on.

He felt that he must have been deceived by that bad woman, Holly, to be willing to throw away such a lovely child!

Upstairs in the bedroom, Fu Xuehong put the child under the blanket again, "Daddy is going to take a bath, I will come to accompany you..."

The little guy lay on the bed and smiled sweetly, "Daddy, go take a shower."

When I came out of the shower, the child was already asleep.

That night, Fu Xuehong lay sideways beside the child, tossing and turning sleeplessly.

At midnight, Fu Xuehong was just about to close his eyes and go to sleep when he heard the phone vibrate, so he quickly reached for the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Sir! I'm afraid you must prepare to leave for New York to-night."

"Tonight? In such a rush...what happened?" He was surprised, sat up, looked at his sleeping son, and suddenly worried: "What happened to New York?"

Lin Bei said: "No, the anniversary celebration in New York is being prepared in an orderly manner. It's just that there will be an air show tomorrow, and the air traffic control time of the Aviation Bureau will be from tomorrow morning to tomorrow midnight. So if there is such a delay, sir will not be able to arrive in New York in advance. It's..."

"Is that so?"

He thought hard for a moment, and was very reluctant to leave when his son was sick.

I wish I could spend a day with him at home.

"Master Xing'er can be sent to Madam Anne to take care of him."

Fu Xuehong had no choice but to compromise and nodded: "That's the only way, you prepare to go first, and I will send Xing'er to the ancestral house first."

"Okay, sir."

Fu's house was as bright as day in the middle of the night, and not long after, Fu Xuehong came out of the bungalow with the child who was wrapped tightly in a blanket and fell asleep, got into the car, and galloped towards the ancestral house.

In the car, Fu Xuehong called his mother to explain the reason.

When the father and son arrived at the ancestral house, Mrs. Anne had already been waiting in the courtyard. Seeing her son's car slowly driving into the courtyard, she went down from the eaves to pick up her grandson.

Fu Xuehong got out of the car with the child in his arms, and said very apologetically, "Mom, I'm really sorry, I have to go to New York tonight."

"It's okay, what can the family say to be sorry? Give me Xing'er."

Mrs. Anne is a reasonable mother who understands the helplessness of her son who is busy with work and unable to take care of young children.

After only staying for a short while, Fu Xuehong went straight to the airport and boarded the flight to New York overnight.

The next morning, Qin Yin went to Fu's house early to watch the stars, but was told that he was sent to Fu's ancestral house in the middle of the night.

He hurriedly drove to the Fu family's ancestral house.

Mrs. Anne was taken aback when she saw the sudden visitor in the morning.

After listening to Qin Yin's explanation that he wanted to help take care of her, Mrs. Anne was stunned, but it was only for a moment, and Mrs. Anne declined in a warm voice, "It's really not the right time for our Xing'er to be sick. Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry. But I'm fine, it just so happens that I can have the opportunity to accompany the little guy..."

Mrs. Anne's bright eyes can see clearly, although she can't tell the real purpose of Qin Yin's coming to Fu's house, but judging from her experience of the world, his purpose of coming is definitely not as simple as he said.

What's more, I also saw this neighbor when I saw him at the eldest son's house that day.

This... I'm afraid he just wants to get close to Circe while taking care of Xing'er.

Qin Yin left Fu's house angrily.

Mrs. Anne turned around and called Circe, asking her to come to Fu's house to help take care of her sick grandson.

After receiving Mrs. Anne's request and invitation, Circe was still shy and overwhelmed. After washing up in a hurry, she came to the Fu family's ancestral house.

"Xuehong left for New York in the early morning, that's why he sent Xing'er to me. Usually, I don't take care of this child. Xuehong is taking care of the little guy while working, so , Today I thought, it’s boring to stay at home, so I just wanted to call you over to talk, Circe, do you have any other plans today?”

Mrs. Anne took Circe and explained as a sister, while looking back upstairs.

Circe said embarrassedly: "When I went to see Xing'er last night, I heard that Mr. Fu was going on a business trip abroad, but I didn't expect it to be earlier..."

(End of this chapter)