"Mommy?" Bei Xijue was stunned, "Didn't you say you don't have a home?"
"Who stipulates that if you don't have a home, you can't live without a mommy?"
Bei Xijue suppressed his laughter and was about to ask someone to send him to find his mother when the intercom phone rang.
"President, the Singapore branch has an urgent video conference that you need to host."
"Get in."
Bei Xijue frowned and glanced at Xiao Che, who nodded obediently.
"It's okay, I'll wait for you."
Bei Xijue smiled, suddenly feeling that this child was quite cute.
The conference call lasted twice as long as expected. When it finally ended, it was almost 12 noon. Beixi turned off the big screen on the wall and stood up.
His calves tightened, and Bei Xijue looked down. It turned out that Xiao Che had fallen asleep at some point. Her small body was curled up at his feet, her hands tightly holding his calves, and a trace of saliva dripped down his
The little mouth flowed out and rubbed against the legs of his suit trouser, and his light eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.
There was a sudden joy in his heart and his place instantly softened. Bei Xijue stared at him blankly for a long time, then suddenly squatted down and held the little person in his arms. He had never held a child before, and his posture was awkward and awkward.
Jerky, Xiao Che moved uneasily in his arms. He suddenly became nervous and hurriedly stood still with his limbs stiff.
The ground remained motionless, and after a while, he automatically found a comfortable position to sleep in his arms, his soft face pressed tightly against his chest, and his warm breath sprayed on his chest with his steady breathing.
, there was a sense of stability in Bei Xijue's mind. He didn't know what it felt like.
He held the sleeping little boy in his arms, gently kicked open the cubicle inside the office, placed him on the big bed in the center of the cubicle, thought about it, and covered him with a quilt.
He wanted to get up, but his little hands grabbed the hem of his shirt at some point. Bei Xijue had to sit on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to pry open his fingers one by one. The little guy's hands were cold.
He was a little surprised that it was cold, because the air conditioner in the office was turned on at full speed, and he was wearing thick clothes.
Bei Xijue sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiao Che's sleeping face. He was in a trance for a moment. This child was only four years old at most. He remembered the day Shangguan Tang jumped into the crocodile pond. He went to see her in the small room, but accidentally
I saw the test report and a bottle of abortion pills in her bag.
His mood at that time seemed to have experienced ecstasy and despair in one second. He was ecstatic that she was pregnant with his child, but he was also desperate because she had never thought about keeping his child.
That feeling hurts every time I think about it in the dead of night
He couldn't sleep. However, he never thought of hurting her. No one was right or wrong between them. What was wrong was just the frankness and misunderstanding that shouldn't be there, so it caused an irreparable tragedy. He didn't dare
Think of the desolation she felt when she took off the crystal bracelet and turned around and fell.
If she hadn't jumped, their child would have been this old.
Bei Xi reached out his hand involuntarily and gently touched Xiao Che's face over and over again, and his heart became entangled.
Shangguantang, I'm sorry for you, and I hate you too.