Wrong marriage to a double-faced husband

Next second.

Wanning found her arms empty. The little guy got out of her arms in panic, and then went under the bed

Night Ning looked at the little guy's frightened appearance, and his heart was pulled up. Lin Qianqian's voice went from near to far, and then he heard aunt Fu's footsteps.

"Miss Xia, have you seen the young master?"

Wanning smiled awkwardly and flashed her eyes under the bed. Aunt Fu hurried.

"Oh, where has my young master gone? Grandpa is in a hurry."

"The young master is here. It's good to hide. I can hardly find it."

Aunt Fu squatted down, looked at the little guy under the bed and held out her hand.

"Come, young master, grandpa is waiting for the young master, but I miss the young master."

Tingxi heard that her grandfather missed him, and her eyes showed a trace of expectation. Her pink lips tooted. Aunt Fu smiled and her eyes were full of love. She stretched out her hand and waited for Tingxi until Tingxi was willing to reach out to her and pick up Tingxi. Aunt Fu teased the little guy and went out.

Little Tingxi quickly turned his head and looked at Wanning with big eyes, unblinking

Wanning smiled gently at little Tingxi and waved to him.

When the door closed, Wanning looked at the medicine box on the ground. The originally filled vacancy in the bottom of his heart was empty again

If your daughter is still there, it should be so lovely and distressing.

Staring blankly at the carpet, Wanning wants his daughter to sit in front of him, then take the toy, play and watch him laugh, or when he is sleepy or hungry, he jumps into his arms and cries for food.

She can also feed the child herself, which won't let her drink milk powder all the time.

His cheeks were cold. Wanning suddenly came back to himself and found that his face was full of tears.

The scene of seeing off her daughter in the ward two years ago has been lingering in Wanning's eyes and heart.

But.

As time passed day by day, Wanning found that he didn't remember what the child's lovely little face looked like.

Today, I saw Lin Qianqian's son. Inexplicably, the little face two years ago coincided with the little guy's face.

Raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and Wanning hung his eyes to pack up his things silently.

Out of the bedroom, Wanning walked slowly step by step. As soon as he was about to turn and go downstairs, he heard a bang in the distance. Wanning frowned and went looking for the sound.

The door of this bedroom is open, and Wanning gently pushes it open.

Lin Qianqian is holding Tingxi. Tingxi's head seems to be buried in Lin Qianqian's arms. He looks like he has done something wrong. Lin Qianqian smiles and says softly.

"You can't run around in the future. You don't know mommy will worry. If you can't see it, Mommy is scared to death."

The little guy was motionless, lying in Lin Qianqian's arms, and Wanning looked at the scene quietly.

I don't know why, I was secretly relieved.

She was really worried that the boy's silent appearance was caused by Lin Qianqian.

Loosen the doorknob, Wanning turns around and leaves silently, step by step down the stairs. Wanning's eyes are full of envy and pain.

She also wants to hold her daughter so tightly.

Lin Qianqian pursed his lips, looked at Xia Wanning's figure leave, walked to the door and slammed the door.

Let go.

Little Tingxi's thin body fell down on the carpet with a bang.

"Ah... Woo..."

Little Tingxi was thrown down. Although it was a comfortable plush carpet, he was still shaking with pain.

Lin Qianqian looked at Tingxi coldly, his hands around his chest and condescending.

The anger in his eyes rushed out heavily, and Lin Qianqian's high heels stepped on Tingxi.

When the sharp shoe root stabbed into Tingxi's young body, Tingxi screamed with pain.

"Shout, let you shout, damn bitch, don't talk when you should talk, don't shout when you should shout, and now call me again, let you shout..."

Lin Qianqian kicked Tingxi. Tingxi's body rolled over the carpet with pain. His eyes were full of fear.

But this time, he really didn't dare to cry out or cry out.

He trembled, endured it, and didn't even dare to let his tears drop again. However, he looked at Lin Qianqian's eyes and was extremely frightened.

"Lu Tingxi, do you think you are ill? At a young age, you don't learn well. You even sneak out and bring you to dinner. What do you want to do?"

"I'll be obedient later. You can do whatever you're told. Do you hear me?"

Lin Qianqian raised his hand and looked like he was going to slap it down. Lu Tingxi nodded hurriedly with tears, and then his small body curled up and hid in the corner. Lin Qianqian looked at his poor appearance with satisfaction and stood up slowly.

Come up to him and stretch out your legs.

"The shoes are dirty. Lick them for me."

Tingxi's face turned white with fear. He looked up at Lin Qianqian in horror. What did his mother mean?

Lin Qianqian impatiently points to a mark on his shoes and kicks Tingxi with his toes. Tingxi hugs himself in pain and can hardly breathe.

"Do you hear me? Hurry up, or I'll kick you to death with the tip of my shoe. It's useless. It's really a bitch."

I thought Xia Wanning was dead and could make this bastard live a good life.

little does one think.

The bitch came back to life and appeared in front of her. Lin Qianqian was frightened, hated and scared when he thought of it, so she wanted to come and have a look.

I brought this evil seed here just to show off in front of Xia Wanning!

otherwise.

She didn't even want to look at this bastard.

The tears in Tingxi's eyes fell big. Although he was only two years old, he also knew that dirty things could not be licked with his mouth and would get sick.

His nurse sister said he must pay attention to hygiene, otherwise he would often get sick because of his poor health.

But.

Tinsy was so scared.

and.

If he makes mommy happy, will Mommy like him and hold him?

Tingxi raised her head and looked at the cold Lin Qianqian. There was still a trace of expectation in her eyes. This is Mommy, Tingxi's Mommy.

With his small hand holding Lin Qianqian's ankle tightly, Tingxi lowered his head and licked Lin Qianqian's shoes bit by bit.

"Hurry up."

Lin Qianqian looked at his stupid movements, slow and cowardly, and felt irritable.

When the tip of the shoe was forced, it suddenly poked into Tingxi's mouth. When the blood overflowed, Lin Qianqian saw that his pink leather shoes were stained with blood and couldn't help getting upset.

"Are you a pig? You can't do this well."

"Miss Lin, young master, young master, are you in the bedroom?"

Far away... Aunt Fu's gentle voice came