To Be His Dream Girl

Crying Xiaochen

SHEN Junquan can't help regretting what he just did and cursing in a distracted way.

It would be nice if he had just been hard hearted and brought back the new tassels.

Huo jingnian is a complete lunatic, who knows what he will do with Xinying.

Vent type, the foot forward hard kick, Shen Junquan face more dignified.

Scared to the side of the assistant atmosphere also dare not out.

"Send someone to check your car, see if you can find any clues, and then search around."

Shen Junquan's clear voice echoed in the air.

Although he knew that the hope of finding he Xinying was slim, he still held a glimmer of hope.

"All right!" Nodded, assistant should way.

"Here we are, president." The car stopped slowly in front of Shen's door.

"Well." Light ground should sentence, Shen Junquan's line of sight falls in front.

In the early morning, the light was brighter. Shen Junquan opened the car door and walked down.

The gate was closed, and he walked over.

The birds pecking on the ground were startled, flapping their wings and flying to the sky in a flurry. The clear sound broke the silence.

After pacing a few steps at the door, Shen Junquan breathes deeply, calming his mood.

The assistant waiting in the car didn't follow him wisely.

Take out the key to unlock the door, Shen Junquan stepped in.

"Grandfather housekeeper, where are my parents?"

Walking to Xiaochen's door, I heard Xiaochen's soft voice, confused.

The housekeeper dressed him and coaxed him vaguely, "young master, put on your clothes first, and you'll see them soon..."

With a pout, Xiaochen blinks his round eyes, and water mist rises in it. He makes a fuss and says that he doesn't know what happened these days, but he doesn't see he Xinying for a day or two. He feels something is wrong in his heart, "no!"

"Xiaochen." Pushing the door open, Shen Junquan looked at the man who was crying on the bed and called in a low voice.

"Dad!" the color of joy flashed in the eyes, and Xiaochen ran towards him barefoot.

His soft body bumps into him. Shen Junquan bends down and pinches his little round face.

"Why don't you put on your shoes? The ground is cold. Put them on first!"

take the shoes from the housekeeper and signal him to go out first.

With Shen Junquan's movement, Xiaochen stands on tiptoe and looks back.

Half bent body can not help a stiff, Shen Junquan naturally know what Xiaochen is looking at.

He is looking for he Xinying.

Xiaochen was already very scared because he Xinying was not here these days. Shen Junquan didn't know how to find a lot of excuses before he finally coaxed him. In addition, Shen Junquan disappeared last night, which made him angry. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he saw that there was no one behind him. He shriveled his little mouth and said to Shen Junquan wrongly, "Dad, hasn't mom come back from her vacation yet?"

The lost expression on his face was clear.

Holding his little hand painfully, Shen Junquan's mood was also infected.

He has been cheating Xiaochen before. He Xinying has gone on a tour and will come back after a while.

Two or three days later, he didn't feel anything. As time goes on, he may miss his mother more and more. Every day, he looks forward to seeing he Xinying from behind Shen Junquan, but every time he loses.

"Not yet. Xiaochen, can you wait a little longer? Dear, dad will send you to kindergarten! "

lowering his voice, Shen Junquan touched his head and said softly.

Hanging his head, Xiaochen suddenly became silent.

The feeling of wetness came from the palm of his hand. It was cool and fell on the back of Shen Junquan's hand.

"Xiaochen..." The corners of his mouth curved bitterly. Shen Junquan looked down at Xiaochen's expression.

The shoulders trembled a few times, and the little man's body burst out of strength and raised his head fiercely.

"No, I want my mother, Wuwuwuwu..."

The cry reverberated over the house and finally couldn't be held back. Xiaochen wrinkled his face and began to cry.

Shen Junquan reached over to appease him, but he threw him away.

Directly rolled up on the ground, tears and nose flow together, because cry, small face rose red.

Pressing the position of the temple, Shen Junquan only felt a headache.

He picked him up from the ground, circled in a powerful arm, comforted him and said, "Xiaochen, will you be obedient?"

The feet fluttered in the air, and the little man struggled with all his strength, "no, I want my mother. Wuwuwuwuwu, where is my mother? Does my mother want Xiaochen?"

His clothes were crumpled even more, and his nose and tears were smeared on his white shirt.

Regardless of these, Shen Junquan put Xiaochen on the bed and looked at him rolling and crying.He is not good at coaxing children. On the contrary, he is at a loss.

Xiaochen has always been very good, almost no mood.

This time, he Xinying left her for too long before she began to cry.

From the bottom of his heart came a deep sense of powerlessness. Shen Junquan sat down on one side of the bed, thinking about the countermeasures.

"Housekeeper, why is it so noisy?"

I received some small conversations in my ears. Maybe Zhang Ya, who was awakened, got up from bed and came out of the room and ran into the housekeeper.

"I'm sorry, it's young master. He..." The housekeeper did not finish what he said, and then sighed. Zhang Ya stares at Xiaochen's room, and finally returns to her room.

Of course, Shen Junquan also heard Zhang Ya's complaint. Through the open door, he heard the voice of dialogue coming from the TV.

An idea came to mind.

Shen Junquan went to close the door and bent his lips.

Take Xiaochen out of bed, twist his body and force him to look directly into his eyes.

"Well, mom didn't want Xiaochen. She did go on holiday, just had a little accident..."

"What little accident?"

"In a word, it's not a terrible thing. If Xiaochen wants her mother to come back, can she do it as her father says?"

The swollen person with crying eyes sobbed and nodded in confusion.

"Dad can't get in touch with mom right now, so she doesn't know that Xiaochen misses her very much, so we need to find a way to tell mom about it, OK?"

Said word by word, in a childish tone.

"Then, will mother come back?"

Wet eyelashes flickered a few times, stopped crying, choking, Xiaochen asked.

After rubbing his soft black hair, Shen Junquan said with a smile, "well, if Xiaochen wants her mother very much, she will definitely come back."

In fact, he is also holding the psychology of gambling, not as determined as it seems, but this is the only way he can think of.

In the vast crowd, it has become very difficult to find Huo jingnian and he Xinying again.

After a shock, Huo will only be more cautious.

The car he gave him may have been driven somewhere, but Huo jingnian and Xinying are not seen.

There were white teeth on his mourning face, and he burst into tears and laughed.

"What's Xiaochen going to do?"

Looking up at Shen Junquan, he dried his tears and sat up.

With expectant eyes, he asked.

Scraping his stiff nose, he took out a paper towel from the nearby table to wipe his nose and tears. Shen Junquan's mouth rose.

With a finger in front, let Xiaochen look in this direction.