May I?

Can I be his mommy?

The hope in He Shaochen's eyes was so intense that Mu Chenxi couldn't bear it.

but--

Some promises cannot be given to children casually.

"Baby, you can't."

The moment she reluctantly refused, Mu Chenxi still averted her eyes.

She couldn't bear to see the hopeless light in He Shaochen's eyes fall.

Hearing Mu Chenxi's rejection of him, He Shaochen pursed his lips in grievance and tried very hard not to shed tears.

So sad.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, and tears rolled out of my eyes.

"Woo~"

Cried out sadly.

This cry broke Mu Chenxi's heart.

I was about to bend down to hug him.

Someone was one step ahead of her.

"Young Minister!!"

He Tingxiao swept into the room like a gust of wind, rushed to He Shaochen, and hugged him distressedly.

"Daddy~"

He Shaochen felt even more aggrieved when he saw He Tingxiao.

She put her arms around his neck, buried her face in his neck, and cried even more sadly.

The sad little body was twitching.

He Tingxiao's heart tightened, and the breath on his body instantly became cold.

Extremely distressed.

Holding He Shaochen in his arms, he patted his back gently with his big hands, and looked at Mu Chenxi with murderous eyes.

He has never seen his son cry since he retired and stayed with the young minister for a long time two and a half years ago.

She actually made his son cry.

Fu Yanshen hugged Mu Chenxi's waist, protected him behind him, met He Tingxiao's gaze, and blocked Mu Chenxi's distressed gaze.

"roll."

He Tingxiao coldly gave the eviction order.

He never thought that an encounter in a cemetery would make his son so sad.

He hugged the crying He Shaochen and strode away, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Just as He Tingxiao left, the housekeeper appeared silently at the door of He Shaochen's room.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Mu, please."

His words were polite, but his tone was anything but polite.

He, who protects his master, blames Mu Chenxi in his heart.

No matter what, she shouldn't make her little master sad.

If the little master hadn't really liked this woman, she wouldn't have been able to leave He's house alive.

"Chen Xi, leave here first."

Fu Yanshen grabbed Mu Chenxi's wrist and planned to take him away first.

Mu Chenxi didn't move and looked at the housekeeper.

It's not that she was shameless enough to stay after someone else issued an eviction order, it's just that she was worried about He Shaochen.

Seeing him cry, she didn't know why her heart felt so uncomfortable.

"please!"

The butler's tone was a little more serious this time, and his aura was exactly the same as that of He Tingxiao.

Except in front of the little master, he was too cold to be alive.

Second time please.

It's already very rude.

He raised his hand, and several secret guards appeared silently behind him, pointing the dark guns in their hands at the two of them.

Fu Yan was deeply afraid of Mu Chenxi, so he put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms.

Mu Chenxi looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and was indeed a little scared.

But thinking of He Shaochen, he still mustered up the courage to say to the housekeeper: "Please help me say sorry to Shaochen."

The butler didn't respond.

Sorry, if it is useful, why do you need a gun?

The other party's attitude was very clear, and Mu Chenxi didn't say anything more.

He shook off Fu Yanshen's hand and walked out.

Fu Yanshen immediately followed, following Mu Chenxi step by step.

Always pay attention to what's going on around you.

Until he walked out of the He family mansion and escorted Mu Chenxi to the car.

After the car left the area of ​​He's residence, Fu Yanshen's tense nerves relaxed a little. He turned his head and looked at Mu Chenxi, about to care about her body.

Before she could speak, she heard Mu Chenxi say: "Send me back to Nuan Nuan's house."

She only said one word to him, then turned to look out the car window and ignored him.

Fu Yanshen looked at Mu Chenxi's indifferent profile and knew very well in his heart that she hated him because of the child.

Mu Chenxi ignored Fu Yanshen, and her thoughts drifted to He Shaochen unconsciously.

I wonder if his father coaxed him well after taking him away.

Thinking of his tears made my heart feel uncomfortable.

She loves children and is very popular with children.

However, it was also the first time that she was so interested in a child she had only met a few times.

…

Hezhai

He Shaochen calmed down quickly.

He just wanted his aunt to be his mommy so much that he was so sad when he was rejected that he couldn't hold back his tears.

He sniffed, feeling a little shy thinking about how much he cried just now.

He raised his little hand and quickly wiped away the tears hanging on his little face, sliding them off He Tingxiao's body.

Keep your head down.

"Daddy, Ann."

After saying good night to He Tingxiao, He Shaochen trotted back to his room.

My aunt agreed to sleep with him that night.

He couldn't keep his aunt waiting too long.

His crying just now must have scared my aunt.

He Shaochen ran very fast with his short legs, and his small body was like a slippery loach. He Tingxiao was so fast that He Tingxiao didn't even catch him, and he disappeared in a flash.

When He Tingxiao saw that his son was no longer sad, most of his anger was gone.

Here, He Shaochen ran all the way back to the room and started shouting excitedly at the door, "Auntie!"

He rushed into the room and looked at the empty room. He Shaochen was dumbfounded.

"Aunt?"

His aunt is so old, why is she missing?

Soon, He Shaochen reacted.

My aunt was driven away by her father.
To be continued...