After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

On the day Gong Qi left the hospital, Gu Zheng didn't pick him up until the afternoon.

She read while waiting. When the clock on the wall crossed two o'clock, she simply collected the book and got up from the sofa.

She didn't have the habit of hoarding things. She didn't take away all the blankets, water cups and other things she bought after she was hospitalized. The aunt who came to clean them was asked to deal with them, and the ones that could be used were sent out together.

So when she was going out, she just stuffed her cell phone and book into her bag, easily shook off her hair on her shoulder, and held out her hand to the little meow on the other side of the sofa, "let's go home."

Xiaomiao also looks like mommy and reads a comic book. The cartoon was very interesting, but in fact she didn't read it at all. She didn't even turn the pages all morning.

After holding out his hand, Gong Qi saw that there was no movement, so he turned his face and saw that the little guy was empty in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Little meow?" Gong Qi frowned slightly, and his body turned right. He looked at it. The fundus of his eyes showed concern that was very inconsistent with his temperament, "what's the matter?"

Hearing his name, Xiaomiao was excited all over. He withdrew from his thoughts and suddenly looked up at Shanggong Qi's face. He was a little wronged in an instant.

With a small mouth, he muttered angrily: "Uncle Gu Zheng is really bad. He is a big liar."

Gong Qi was a little stunned. He understood her mind, but he was relieved. After thinking for a while, he reminded her: "Xiaomiao, it's not your uncle Gu Zheng that's bad."

Gong Qi doesn't have to think about it. This young master Gu is hampered by something, so he doesn't even bother to call. After calling, he doesn't answer Gu Zheng himself, but a gentle and quiet voice. He prevaricates her with a bunch of reasons that people can't find fault with. At the end, he will regret very much.

She is in a good mood today and doesn't want to take care of those trivial things.

But Xiaomiao didn't particularly understand. His dark eyes were full of light. The cerebellar bag was slightly crooked, so he asked, "who's bad?"

The kindness and innocence of Xiaomiao's nature often give Gong Qi a headache.

It was also because of this relationship that she was selected from a group of children in the welfare home. The little guy never competed for the new clothes and shoes sent by the donor. He waited for others to pick the rest. She wanted some. She didn't seem to care very much.

So that day in the welfare home, Gong Qi took off his sunglasses, pointed out the little meow in the corner among the dark children, and hooked her fingers, "you, come here."

At that time, the little meow was dark and thin. It didn't look healthy now.

Her big eyes were still bright and clear. She just leaned against the stone stool next to her and stared at Gong Qi, thinking that the aunt was really beautiful.

When her aunt called her over, she was nervous again. Holding a gray dress pendulum in her hands and a pair of large slippers on her feet, she walked over carefully.

They came close and looked at each other, big and small.

Gong Qi was born with a fierce and domineering atmosphere. He was so surprised that the little guy didn't dare to say a word. He even swallowed his saliva carefully.

After a long time, the woman asked her, "why don't you choose anything you like?"

Xiaomiao looked back and stared at the pile of new clothes and shoes. She pursed her lips uneasily. First she shook her head, then suddenly raised her big eyes and nodded at Gong Qi.

"There are many new children here. They don't have new clothes to wear."

Her voice is very small, as thin as mosquitoes and flies.

In his life, Gong Qi seldom felt like that day, that is, he suddenly felt that there was an electric current that stirred his whole body. She stared at the little guy in front of her and endured for a while before asking her, "how long have you been here?"

At this time, the teacher in charge of the hospital came, stood behind Xiaomiao, put his hands on the little guy's shoulder, and smiled intimately: "Tangbao has been here since he was born. It has been nearly six years. She is the big sister here."

Big sister?

Gong Qi stared at the black, thin little guy in front of him.

On the same day, she didn't say anything. She put on her sunglasses and drove away.

Within a month, she went through the adoption formalities.

When Gong Qi studied abroad, she was the head of the social charity organization in the school. It was just a habit for her to visit the welfare home regularly.

It's not that I didn't think about adopting a child, but at the moment when I saw Xiaomiao, she turned the idea that she was not light or heavy enough to support her action into a reality.

On the day she went to pick up Xiaomiao from the welfare home, she prepared suitable clothes for the little guy alone. The first thing she did was to take her to the busiest children's amusement dining area in the city for dinner.

While eating, the little guy blinked and stared at the group of lively and laughing children behind him. His eyes were mixed with curiosity and envy, as well as a little uneasiness and fear.

"Soup bag?" Gong Qi frowned, some dissatisfied, cold eyes ate the food on the plate, "change your name, it's not good."

The little guy turned his head, stared at the bottom of the plate, showed the pattern of a lovely kitten, and whispered, "meow..."

At that time, Gong Qi only felt that her back was scratched and her nose was sour. She was allergic to cat hair since childhood. However, she didn't hate cats, but she liked them very much.

Appreciate their natural noble, cold and arrogant temperament.

So he promised, "little meow, you can."

Still quietly, I buried myself in the vegetable salad on the plate, and didn't notice the expression change of the little guy opposite who was slightly surprised and then compromised.

On the day after dinner, Gong Qi took Xiaomiao's hand and walked down the road and said a word to her. It was really difficult for the child who was only six years old at that time to guess the meaning.

Now, in this spacious and bright ward, Gong Qi stared at the little guy in front of him. Suddenly, he remembered his original warning and asked, "Xiaomiao, do you remember that night in the playground, a little brother robbed the flower ball in your hand? How did I tell you?"

Xiaomiao suddenly frowned and recalled the scene when Mommy Gong Qi slipped her out of the playground with one hand and held her in her arms, with the other hand holding the little boy's face as a warning.

"What's your name, where do you live, where do you go to school, and who gives you the courage to bully my daughter?"

The little boy blinked twice. Obviously he had not suffered such humiliation, so he stretched out his hand to ask for help from his parents outside. The boy's father came and asked Gong Qi why he pinched his son's face.

Of course, in the end, Gong Qiliang issued the invoice for the flower ball toy in his bag and tried to call the police. The five big and three thick man immediately stopped, handed out half of the lace in his son's hand, and hurried away with the person in his arms.

At that time, Xiaomiao drilled in Gong Qi's arms, with a bag of tears in her eyes, and felt a full sense of security for the first time.

Later, when Gong Qi came out of the playground, he told her, "don't develop your flattering personality. It's your thing. You should strive for what should belong to you. For the malice of others, you should give ten times and a hundred times to fight back, so that no one will despise you and ignore you. "

This is Gong Qi's first time to educate children. He doesn't grasp the simplicity and comprehensibility of the language accurately enough, so up to now, Xiaomiao can't remember those specific words.

Only vaguely remember the last sentence: "Mommy said, you will protect me from being bullied in the future."

Gong Qi stared at her for a long time. She didn't feel right in her heart, but she still stuck a finger against the little guy's temple. "I'm telling you, there are many bad guys in the world. Don't treat her as a good person because others treat you well."

Gong Qi knows who she means, but she doesn't know whether Xiaomiao knows.