The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 25 I Don't Cry, I Will Be Good (8)

In her opinion, Mr. Han was at fault, but Mrs. Han was also at fault. It was all unfair to one person.

If someone else had said that, Mrs. Han would have turned her back on her long ago, but for the good sisters who are brothers and sisters, she is showing love and care, so she can only listen silently.

At the request of the two children of the Qi family, Han Shaozhe took them to visit the house, including the garden, kitchen, bathroom, audio-visual hall, swimming pool, etc., and then ran up to the second floor, looking at them one by one.

Haohao was stumped by a door, and he pushed it a few times without moving. Out of curiosity, he observed and studied, "Hey, this room is locked, so there must be a witch inside?"

All the rooms are open, except this one is locked, which is a bit unusual.

Han Shaozhe frowned, and silently closed the door with his hands, is she okay?

Dan Qing fell into a drowsy sleep, and was shocked when he heard the movement, got up and ran barefoot to the door of the room, leaning his small body against the door, and listened carefully.

Hey, it's my brother's voice. Did my brother come to see her?
Her eyes lit up, and she was about to call for someone, when she suddenly heard a crisp female voice, "Che, are there witches in this world? Brother Shaozhe, is there a treasure here?"

Danqing covered her mouth with her snow-white hands, not daring to make another sound. The housekeeper uncle said that if a guest came today, Madam would not allow her to speak out, let alone cause trouble.

If you dare to disobey her orders, you will send her away, far, far away.

She was afraid of leaving here, afraid of not seeing her brother.

Han Shaozhe felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and sighed quietly, "It's a treasure, so idlers can't break in."

In his eyes, that smiling girl is the treasure he holds in the palm of his hand.

Yingying snorted unwillingly, "If you don't come in, you can't come in, but one day I will become the hostess of this family, and I can go anywhere at that time."

hostess?What's the meaning?Dan Qing heard it clearly, but his little head was full of doubts.

After tossing and tossing until evening, the Qi family of three reluctantly left.

Yingying cried miserably while hugging Han Shaozhe, as if her family was in trouble.

After they left, Mrs. Han thought deeply, "Yingying is a good child, and her family background is quite good."

Han Shaozhe was shocked, pretending he didn't hear it.

Mrs. Han looked at her son's cold face, and her sorrow and joy were indisputable.

This son is her pride, but also her unspeakable pain.

Mrs. Han finally left home for Christmas in the United States, and the first thing Han Shaozhe did was to release Xiao Danqing.

His already thin body was even thinner, his chin was pointed again, and his thin arms could break if he folded them, but the smile on his face was still bright.

"Brother, the rice is delicious."

“The braised fish is delicious.”

“The lobster is also very good.”

... She was eating hot food and dishes with big mouthfuls, her small mouth was full, and the way she was drooling made Han Shaozhe's heart ache, and his eyes were faintly hot.

His mother's heart is really cruel. If a child is locked up for seven days without food or drink, isn't he afraid of starvation?

Danqing put a piece of chicken leg in his bowl, and smiled flatteringly at him, "Brother, you can eat it too, this is your favorite cured chicken leg."

Her smile is still pure, without a trace of haze.

"Okay, let's eat together." He lowered his head, not daring to look into those clear eyes, and forced out a word, "You...don't blame mom."

Danqing nodded obediently, "It's all up to my brother, as long as my brother loves me, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)