"Do you want your children to see us being hostile? Do you want to leave a shadow on Zhou Zhou's heart? I don't think any child wants his parents to be hostile. He likes you very much."
Children are Shen Wanxing's weakness.
He Xizhou is also using his weakness to persuade Shen Wanxing.
Acts of intimacy can further develop feelings.
After three years of absence, he wanted Shen Wanxing to get used to his intimate behavior.
Shen Wanxing pursed her lips.
She admitted that what He Xizhou said was right, but she felt like she was in a trap.
"Good things must be shared, and children should also learn to share."
"Who believes your lies?"
Shen Wanxing took a spoon and drank the soup one mouthful at a time, "Aren't you trying to make Du RuRu jealous?"
"What did I stimulate her to do?"
He Xizhou lowered his eyes, with a little smile hidden in his eyes.
"Who knows what conspiracy you have, maybe you want to develop further with others, I'm just your tool."
She muttered.
The tense atmosphere between the two of them subsided a little.
He Xizhou turned his head and came closer.
"what?"
She turned her head and was kissed by the man's thin lips.
"Who would do something like this with a tool?"
He bit her lip and gently let go.
Shen Wanxing could feel her lips trembling and the numb feeling.
Her heartbeat was a little fast at that moment.
They came closer and looked at each other quietly. The truest self hidden deep in the eyes seemed to be unearthed.
"You've always been like this."
Wasn't it just a matter of touching things when we first met?
But he doesn't like her that much.
Shen Wanxing tried to calm down.
"I've always treated you like this." There was no one else around him.
Shen Wanxing swallowed and stood up.
"I'm stuffed."
She was leaving this ambiguous situation.
"The young master is back."
"Young Master."
The maid looked at the little boy standing at the door, his clothes all stained.
There are also scratches on the little face.
They were not surprised.
"Go to the small villa and find a doctor to come over and treat the young master's wound."
Every time Jiang Huai was taken out, he would be slightly injured.
Only this time it looks a little more serious.
"Zhouzhou?"
Just as Shen Wanxing was about to leave, he saw the child standing in the living room. He looked extremely embarrassed.
"Zhouzhou, what's wrong with you?"
She knelt down, rolled up the child's sleeves, and checked him up and down.
There were also scratches on the back.
The child has delicate skin and tender flesh, and even a little scar looks serious.
A piece of skin was broken on the tender cheek, and it looked like it had been hastily and roughly treated.
"Where did you go? Why were you injured? Isn't anyone following you?"
She gently touched the child's cheek, "Does it hurt?"
The child shook his head.
"Mommy, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."
He would go to train with Uncle Jiang every once in a while.
"How could it not hurt?"
Shen Wanxing didn't dare to hug him, for fear of accidentally touching his wound.
"Mommy, it's okay."
Shen Wanxing touched his head, feeling guilty.
"The doctor is here."
"Young master, sit down."
Shen Wanxing was squeezed away, and she watched the doctor treat the wound skillfully.
The most important thing was the child's behavior. It didn't look like he had faced such a thing for the first time. He seemed to be used to the pain of disinfectant alcohol. The more Shen Wanxing looked at it, the more outrageous she felt. She looked back at He Xizhou, he is very plain.
The calmer He Xizhou's expression is, the more complicated this matter is.
The doctor treated the child's knees and elbows, disinfected them and put a band-aid on them.
The injuries on his body were not serious, but there were many bruises.
"Zhou Zhou, did you go out to fight? Or were you bullied?" Shen Wanxing did not dare to provoke the child, she was afraid that he would have any grievances.
She asked softly, looking at the child with gentle eyes.
"No, I didn't fight."
Xiao Nanfeng seemed to realize that this matter was a bit serious and his mother could not accept it.
"Miss Shen, our young master is out training with Mr. Jiang. In addition to taking cultural classes, he also has to practice fighting with Mr. Jiang."
"Fight!"
Shen Wanxing almost broke his voice, "How long has it been?"
How could such a small child be willing to suffer such hardship?
"If he can walk, he can protect himself."
He Xizhou maneuvered the wheelchair to Shen Wanxing's side.
"You...so, this isn't the first time he's been injured, right?"
Shen Wanxing was shocked.
Zhou Zhou and Jiaojiao are the same age. Jiaojiao is loved by everyone like a little princess, innocent and innocent. She has a talent for languages and does everything based on her interest. But Zhou Zhou is different, he has to be forced to learn many things.
Shen Wanxing thought those were the limits.
But I didn't expect that this was just the tip of the iceberg. Children at such a young age would be exposed to fighting as soon as they learned to walk.
This is incredible.
Both children were born in her belly. They were the same age but in different circumstances.
Shen Wanxing only felt more heartbroken.
If he were in the Lu family, he wouldn't have encountered these things and he could do whatever he wanted.
He Xizhou's silence acquiesced in this answer.
"Mommy, it doesn't hurt."
Zhou Zhou stretched out his little hand and took Shen Wanxing's hand, "I really don't feel any pain. Daddy said I should learn to protect myself."
The more sensible he is, the less she can forgive herself and He Xizhou.
"Have you had dinner Zhou Zhou?"
Shen Wanxing suppressed the fire.
"I've eaten. Uncle Jiang Huai made it for me."
"How about you go upstairs and rest first? Mommy will come up later to give you a bath and tell you a bedtime story."
He Xizhou is right, it is best not for children to see parents quarreling.
Otherwise, he will remember it forever.
"Young Master, let me take you up."
"Mommy, bye."
He slid off the sofa and followed the maid upstairs.
He didn't know what Shen Wanxing was feeling.
I just felt like she was a little unhappy.
Wait until the child leaves.
Shen Wanxing turned around and looked at He Xizhou.
"This is your educational philosophy. He is only three and a half years old. He Xizhou, he is also your biological son." Shen Wanxing raised her hand, raised it to the side of his face but clenched it into a fist.
She endured it.
At that moment, she really wanted to throw her away.
"When your legs heal, I will take this child away. I will not let him stay with you." Shen Wanxing made up his mind.
"He won't leave with you, and I won't let you take him away."
He Xizhou rejected her coldly.
"I'm not negotiating with you. I must take him away. Letting him stay with you will only cause greater harm. What I saw today are bruises. What about the future? Will there be bone fractures? Will it be a fracture? Maybe one day an accident will take him away. Will I regret it again then?"
The more she thought about it, the more possible it seemed.
Fight.
That's risky.
Today's children may cause serious injuries if they accidentally bump into them.