One Night's Love: Wolfish President, Come by himself!

It's time to come.

Chu Lingxi looked at the expectant face of little Tangyuan and couldn't bear to refuse the child.

But her mind also flashed the scene of countless small dumplings being laughed at by her classmates.

"OK."

"Great, great!" Little dumplings cheered.

Chu Lingxi looked at his son's happy smiling face, but he couldn't be happy.

Friday is the kindergarten's family day. Every child needs to bring their parents to attend. In fact, it's nothing more than adults playing games with their children to enhance the parent-child relationship.

After all, parents are so busy now that they spend too little time with their children.

Chu Lingxi also prepared his clothes for the day a few days in advance.

On this day, Huang Fuche got up early and saw that Chu Lingxi was still lying in bed, so he didn't wake her up.

Little Tangyuan was very excited. He dressed and rushed in early in the morning. As a result, he saw Chu Lingxi still lying in bed. He was just ready to go and lift Chu Lingxi and look at the quilt. Huang Fuche stopped him.

"Mommy went to bed very late yesterday. Don't disturb her and let her sleep more."

Little Tangyuan said, "you adults are a little reliable. You know you have something to do today. Why don't you go to bed earlier!"

Huang Fuche was also very speechless. Children didn't understand. Adults had a lot to do at night.

Chu Lingxi woke up when he heard the voice, "Tangyuan, Mommy will get up right away. She won't be late."

Huangfuche walked over and touched Chu Lingxi's forehead. This move also made little Tangyuan feel something wrong. Little Tangyuan also touched Chu Lingxi's forehead.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Little dumpling touched his forehead again, "Mommy is not hot."

Chu Lingxi with a thick nasal voice, "a little headache, no problem."

She struggled to sit up.

"How can you have a headache?"

"It's not all your fault. It was so late last night. Maybe the window was open and the wind was blowing." Chu Lingxi rubbed his temples as he spoke, looking weak.

"What did Daddy do last night? Did you quarrel? " Little Tangyuan tilted his head and looked at Chu Lingxi.

"Children, don't ask!" Huang Fuche shouted softly, "if you're uncomfortable, don't go."

"How can that work?"

Xiao Tangyuan pouted and was unwilling, but he loved his mommy more. "Mommy, if you're uncomfortable, you don't have to go. You can have a rest at home."

Chu Lingxi reached out and touched little Tangyuan's face. "It doesn't matter. Mommy, just have a rest."

"No, Mommy, you don't have much strength to talk. Don't go. It doesn't matter. There will be such activities in the future. You can accompany me next time. Let daddy have someone to accompany me this time."

The clever and sensible of little Tangyuan made Chu Lingxi feel more guilty, "Tangyuan, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Take good care of yourself. We'll come back early."

"Have a good rest." Huangfuche covered Chu Lingxi with a quilt.

"Then you can accompany tangyuan."

"OK."

Seeing the big one and the small one leave, Chu Lingxi sat up from the bed and fiddled with his messy hair. His heart hurt like a needle.

Can she hide for a while or a lifetime?

I escaped this time. What about next time?

She can't use this trick every time.

Chu Lingxi bowed his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know where to go.

He didn't need to go to kindergarten. He couldn't lie in bed all the time. Chu Lingxi got up and decided to go out for some air. As soon as he came downstairs, the domestic servant hurried forward.

"How are you, madam? Sir asked me to cook porridge for you. Would you like some? "

Chu Lingxi felt warm in his heart.

"OK."

"The husband also said that if the wife is really uncomfortable and doesn't need to carry it, ask me to call him, and he will come back and take her to the hospital right away."

Chu Lingxi smiled and said nothing.

Huang Fuche was still so kind to her and kept all her things in mind.

Chu Lingxi felt more and more guilty.

Just after breakfast, someone knocked at the door. A stranger stood at the door, but Chu Lingxi vaguely felt that he seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"Miss Chu, Hello, oh, wrong. Now it's time to call you miss ou."

The man bowed respectfully to Chu Lingxi.

Chu Lingxi realized that it should be the man sent by Ou Shaoxiong.

"What can I do for you?"

"Yes, Miss ou."

"Call me miss Chu." Chu Lingxi is not used to the title of "Miss Ou", which always reminds her of Ou Jianing.

"Well, Miss Chu, Mr. ou... I'm not in good health recently. I hope you can get together."

When the other party said this, Chu Lingxi suddenly became a little nervous, "why is it not very good? Isn't it all right? "

That day, in the conference room of the Euclidean group, Chu Lingxi met Ou Shaoxiong for the last time. At that time, Ou Shaoxiong didn't hurt much except that he looked weak and recovering from a serious illness.

"You should also know that the reason why Mr. Ou spared no effort to find his daughter before is because he was found to be terminally ill. He hasn't had many days. Later, you know, Mr. Ou almost couldn't wake up."

Chu Lingxi frowned. It turned out that Ou Shaoxiong was really ill.

"Since Miss Chu left country m, he has been to the hospital several times on and off. This time, Tang tezhu sent me here. He can't be separated because of the group. Otherwise, he will come and invite Miss Chu in person. Mr. Ou has only one daughter, so..."

Chu Lingxi is in a dilemma. First, Ou Shaoxiong is indeed her biological father. Second, she doesn't really want to have contact with Ou Shaoxiong.

"Tang tezhu said that if Miss Chu really didn't want to recognize Mr. ou, she would also visit Mr. ou and persuade him to have systematic treatment. Maybe she could live longer."

This is what Tang Yang said.

"Go back first. I need to discuss this with my family."

"OK, I'll wait for Miss Chu's news."

In the kindergarten, as soon as Huang Fuche and Xiao Tangyuan appeared, they reversed the appearance of all sentient beings. However, Huang Fuche was really not good at playing games. It was not realistic for him to play such a retarded game, so father and son basically watched the excitement.

After the activity, the two father and son sat in the car, and the atmosphere was very dull.

Huangfuche finally turned his attention from his mobile phone to his son, "Tangyuan, daddy has something to tell you."

"Huh?"

"Do you mind if mommy's face can't return to the past?"

"What do you mean you can't recover from the past? Isn't mommy's face hurt? Will it be all right after a while?"