Hearing the speech, Lan Wei released him and let him climb to the windowsill, stood in place and said sadly, "I'm a bad man... I'm a bad man..."

Tang Xiaoxuan was lying on the windowsill again. No matter how he shouted, Tang Ruochen could not be found. He could only cry out of the window: "Dad... Dad..."

Dong Dong!

There was a knock on the door outside. LAN Weiwei knew it was Tang Ruochen without opening the door. She refused to open the door. She only heard Tang Ruochen say outside the door: "Wei Wei, I know you are inside. Xiaoxuan misses me very much. Let me go in and see him."

Seeing that Lan Weiwei didn't respond, Tang Ruochen continued: "even if you want him to be unfamiliar with me, his dependence on me to independence is a gradual process. It's impossible to succeed at one time, so he will hate you instead."

I haven't seen you for a week.

As soon as the voice fell, LAN Weiwei opened the door.

Tang Ruochen's haggard face was coming, but it was still a disaster to the country and the people. LAN Weiwei looked at him. He looked haggard and had red blood in his eyes. Did he not sleep well for several days?

The moment he opened the door, he really wanted to hold her and take her and his son home.

Tang Ruochen stared at LAN Weiwei's face. Why are her eyes so red? Has she just cried?

I miss her, their children and this warm home.

Tang Ruochen walked into the door and looked at Lan Wei: "are you crying?"

Before LAN Weiwei replied, Tang Xiaoxuan heard Tang Ruochen's voice and wanted to climb down from the windowsill. However, he was too anxious to fall off the windowsill. With a plop, Tang Xiaoxuan's cry came from the bedroom: "Dad... Mom... Sobbing..."

LAN Weiwei and Tang Ruochen realize that they are wrong. They run into the bedroom and see Tang Xiaoxuan fall to the ground.

"Xiaoxuan!"

Tang Ruochen picked him up from the ground and checked him up and down.

Lan Wei hurriedly asked, "Xiaoxuan, where did you fall? Tell your mother?"

"It hurts... Woo woo."

After checking, Tang Ruochen comforted: "fortunately, the windowsill is not high and there is no fall."

LAN Weiwei's windowsill is not as high as the tea table, about tens of centimeters high, otherwise Tang Xiaoxuan can't climb up

"How can you let him alone on the windowsill!" Tang Ruochen held Tang Xiaoxuan in his arms, and his tone was quite reproachful.

Before LAN Weiwei spoke, Tang Xiaoxuan cried, "it's Xiaoxuan who wants to see his father... Wuwuwuwu..."

Tang Ruochen probably understood what he meant. The child was probably waiting for himself every day, so he climbed on the windowsill and waited for him.

I must have heard his voice just now. I was anxious to see him, so I accidentally fell off the windowsill.

Tang Ruochen eased his tone and asked Tang Xiaoxuan, "where does it hurt? Tell Dad?"

Tang Xiaoxuan hugged Tang Ruochen tightly: "it doesn't hurt, Xiaoxuan doesn't hurt... Dad, Xiaoxuan misses his father... Xiaoxuan is obedient, dad doesn't go... Wuwuwu..."

Tang Ruochen held him in his arms and wiped his tears: "Dad won't go and won't cry."

"Dad doesn't want Xiaoxuan anymore..." Tang Xiaoxuan cried.

"Dad, why don't you want Xiaoxuan?" during the conversation, Tang Ruochen unknowingly, his voice was much softer.

"Mom said, dad is someone else's Dad... Don't Xiaoxuan."

As soon as Tang Xiaoxuan's voice fell, Tang Ruochen looked at LAN Weiwei and smiled at Tang Xiaoxuan: "nonsense, my father will always be Xiaoxuan's father."

When Tang Xiaoxuan heard the speech, he really stopped crying and asked LAN Weiwei, "Mom... Shall we go home with dad?"

"Tang Xiaoxuan, you want a father, don't you?" Lan Wei asked coldly.

Tang Xiaoxuan heard LAN Weiwei's meaning and saw that Lan Weiwei was still so fierce to herself. He cried, "I hate my mother... Bad mother! Sobbing..."

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