After Those Years of Misery

"Chen, it seems to be the son of Wenya sister, that little guy seems to like you very much."

"Yeah, I haven't visited him in a few days."

"Hurry up and see her, I'm tired from walking too. Yan Ming! Come here for a while."

"Come on, miss."

"Can you do it alone?" Chun Yuchen asked uneasy, now Shi Qing is still very weak.

"I'm not alone, don't I have Yanming? No problem, go see him, the little guy probably missed you."

He missed him too, and the child was inexplicably worried about him. Not to see him, apart from Fang Shiqing's injury, there is also Tong Wenya. He deliberately made himself indifferent, thinking, people ignore you and regard you as a plague god, why do you still go to post other people's son.

Young Master Chunyu, who has super self-esteem, could endure for a few more days, but when he saw the shadows of one big and one small, he couldn't help it.

Tong Wenya heard the footsteps behind her, and accelerated her pace even more.

"Uncle handsome! Mommy, you let me down, I want to play with uncle handsome."

"No!"

"Teach the child to call me, and then pretend to be indifferent to run away. The method is very clever." Chun Yuchen came to the side and asked mockingly.

"Who taught the children, please don't be self-righteous."

"You taught him. I saw you teaching him in his ear."

"For some reason, I can't stop him, I don't want to see you all my life." Tong Wenya said coldly.

"Oh, Mommy, I'm very tired from talking like this, please let me go and let the handsome uncle hold me, he is the most comfortable holding me."

"Can you be a bit stubborn?" Tong Wenya shouted at Xiao Keji.

"What does the child know! Let go, don't let me grab it."

The child still reached Chun Yuchen's hand. He glanced at Tong Wenya and asked nonchalantly, "I can't stop him from calling me? What can this explain? It can only show that his father is unqualified, his Nangong Zhe The stepdad is also unqualified because he likes me so much."

"Uncle handsome, Nangong Barbie is very good to me."

Ahem, kid, you don't need to be so honest every time.

"However, I also like handsome uncle very much. If you don't come to see me these days, I am so sad that I look forward to your coming every day."

Tong Wenya stared at her son who had no morals, and couldn't stop him from telling his father.

"Uncle handsome is wrong, I will play with you every day from now on, okay?"

"Well, not only to play with me, but also to play with my mom. The three of us are together." Little Corgi said naively.

Chun Yuchen glanced at Tong Wenya, her small face was tight and indifferent.

"Just play with him, mother is not interested."

Isn't he not interested in him? Even the knife is used.

"Uncle Shuai is not interested in your mommy either, so we still play with the two of us."

"No, you guys played kissing last time." Little Corgi remembered what they were like last time, doesn't it mean they are very close? It’s all on TV.

"Little children, don't talk nonsense."

"Mummy, what's the matter with you? Have a fight?"

"No."

"It's nice to be not angry. The three of us play together and go to the competition to beat Doudou. Whoever wins first will be rewarded."

"Don't go!" Tong Wenya thought that Chun Yuchen was with Fang Shiqing, smiling so badly that she panicked.

Not for her, but for the child, the woman played tricks and he didn't even come to see his son. So people say that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepdad. This sentence is correct.

"Does making your son happy make you uncomfortable?" Chun Yuchen asked coldly.

"what do you mean?"

"Don't you see the child looking forward to it? You will die if you satisfy his little wish?"

"Follow me!" Chun Yuchen pretended to be unhappy, holding the child firmly in one hand and grasping Tong Wenya's wrist tightly in the other.

Sitting on a cold bench in the garden, Fang Shiqing's expression was very indifferent, as if she could not feel the cold beneath her.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Yan Ming asked.

"Nothing."

"Miss, why are you so stupid? Does it matter whether you marry the young master or not? As for suicide? What if you fail to save it? There is only one life for a person, why don't you cherish it!"

Fang Shiqing faintly looked at the green grass in the distance, and said softly: "What do you know, life is a gambling game. I would rather die than see Chen being cold to me. If the gambling is lost, the big deal will go away. I am If he died for him, he couldn't forget me for the rest of his life. If he wins the bet, he will treat me better. Just like now, didn't he go to see the child for several days and Tong Wenya for several days? "

"But miss, how many days can this effect last? You almost took your life and didn't really separate them. Look, the kid called the young master, and he threw you down."

"No hurry, things have to come a little bit. By the way, has Lang treated Yu Sisi better recently?"

"Yes, miss, I don't understand, do you really want Yu Sisi to marry Chunyu's family?"

"Of course not. Jean Lang is kind to her, but he is holding her for a little longer and letting her use it for me."

"What else is Miss?"

"There is still a lot to do. Christmas is coming soon. It will be a good day."

Tong Wenya was pulled back to the room by Chun Yuchen, Xiao Keji turned on the computer, and according to his rules, the three of them started to play Doudou.

Little Corgi was the first to fight, and the child was very good, winning all the way to the tenth level.

Then there was Tong Wenya. She was a little absent-minded. Someone coldly reminded: "It's not that you have to lose even such a simple game. Children will despise you. But it is also possible that you are born stupid and can't work hard."

A word inspires her fighting spirit. She is a dignified policewoman. Will she still lose if she beat Doudou?

Tong Wenya got serious and devoted herself to the fight. The hair on her forehead was a little messed up by her.

A strand of hair covered the ears, and it looked a little more charming. I was hitting and feeling someone's scorching eyes staring at her. Somehow, my face suddenly reddened, my heart was impetuous, and I couldn't move.

"Stupid, look at me!" Chun Yuchen suddenly encircled her from behind her, wrapped her small hand with his big hand, and helped her press the keys.

Wipe, can this be done?

Tong Wenya's heart beat faster, but his hot breath kept tempting her in his ears.

"Let go, bastard!" Tong Wenya drilled out of his arms, but he looked at the screen seriously, and said calmly: "Don't make a noise, don't let the children say that the two adults can't beat him."

"If you can't beat it, I don't care." Tong Wenya forcibly got out of someone's arms and blushed and said to Corgi: "Mom is tired, I need to take a rest."