"Putao..." Jiang Shu hugged her and said with a hint of distress, "Don't dislike dad..."
Things between adults should not involve children.
Putao pursed his lips, "But dad... doesn't like me either." His tone couldn't hide his sadness and loss.
Jiang Shu knew what Tao Tao was thinking.
After all these years, it was she, the mother, who owed her.
"If mom and dad can only choose one, then I..." Putao's eyes were firm, and she hugged Jiang Shu's neck, "I want mom..."
Jiang Shu felt warm in his heart, and tears fell down from his disappointment.
"Grape—" Jiang Shu just hugged her quietly.
As everyone knows, at this moment.
Downstairs, Fu Shiyan's car was already parked at the door.
Turned off the fire.
The car window slid down, revealing the man's deep side face. His brows were furrowed, as if he had unsolvable sadness.
He stared at the lighted room with bottomless eyes.
"Sir, this is Putao's birth certificate..." Secretary Huo handed over the information he had found.
Although he had confirmed his guess in his heart, his heart still ached slightly when he saw Putao's birth date.
hard to imagine.
In the past two years, she had been alone in a foreign country with her children, and her life had been difficult.
"You go back first..." Fu Shiyan ordered.
Some things always need to be faced by him alone.
"Sir..." Secretary Huo was a little worried.
Fu Shiyan waved his hands. Secretary Huo understood what he meant and immediately opened the door and got out of the car...
Jiang Shu stayed with Putao and coaxed her to sleep.
Until Putao fell asleep.
The strength in Jiang Shu's hand restrained a little, and she gently placed her on the big bed. Looking at Putao's face still stained with tears, she couldn't help but feel apologetic.
"Putao, it's mom who's sorry for you——"
Jiang Shu murmured to himself.
After tidying up the quilt for Putao, he quietly walked out of the room.
Night falls.
Jiang Shu stood alone on the huge balcony. The evening breeze blew a bit of coolness, and the broken hair on the temples flew up with the wind. Jiang Shu became sober.
Glancing over, his eyes couldn't help but stop at the car downstairs.
Jiang Shu's heart jumped loudly, as if he had guessed something.
The man looked at her through the car window, their eyes met, and his burning eyes seemed to see through her. Jiang Shu quickly looked away and fled into the house.
Fu Shiyan, how did he find this place?
Just at this moment, the cell phone in my pocket rang.
It's Qi Lang.
His slightly dusty face appeared on the screen.
"I'm in Jiangcheng...Alice."
Qi Lang was like a husband on a business trip, telling his wife that she was safe.
"Oh, it's good to be here."
"It must be night in Switzerland. It's so late. Why haven't you rested yet?"
Jiang Shu thought of Fu Shiyan downstairs, his mood was a little unstable, and he was obviously absent-minded.
"What's wrong with you Alice?"
Jiang Shu came to his senses and said, "No...it's okay." He then said politely, "You have been working hard all day, so you should have a good rest."
Qi Lang raised his eyebrows.
"Alice, are you in a bad mood? Is it because you are not going well at work, or is Putao getting naughty again? Or... is it because I left Switzerland?"
Qi Lang's words contained a hint of ridicule and a hint of seriousness.
Jiang Shu Wei Zheng.
Qi Lang's words filled her ears again the day before yesterday, so she didn't know what he was thinking.
It's just that she couldn't respond to his feelings at all.
"I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just confused by the night."