Chapter 353: Things I Dare Not Even Think About

Liang Junchen, who was standing by, was slightly stunned: "What did you say?"

"Before the film is approved, there's nothing important to do, so I have more free time."

Shen Xiyi raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, without any waves or emotions in her eyes.

But Liang Junchen was reminded by Song Xing, and seemed to see a little tenderness in Shen Xiyi's eyes.

"Okay, you decide on the time, and I'm always ready to accommodate your schedule."

Shen Xiyi nodded gently: "Then I'll go back and check the weather forecast."

"Baozhu, now that Mommy agrees to let you go camping, we can't eat out, okay?" Liang Junchen looked at Baozhu tenderly and soothed her in a gentle voice.

Baozhu nodded happily: "I understand."

"So good."

"Let me hold her. She looks small but is quite heavy."

Shen Xiyi nodded, and then let Liang Junchen take the child over.

After what happened yesterday, Shen Xiyi could only force himself to keep his mouth shut tightly, and never say anything to provoke him again.

The two of them took the child back to where Shen Xiyi lived. The aunt at home had already prepared the meal. Today, there was even fried chicken and homemade snacks that the child liked.

As soon as Baozhu entered the door, she ran to the toy area and started playing with toys. Shen Xiyi and Liang Junchen were at the entrance and inexplicably felt a little crowded.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

Shen Xiyi changed into slippers and didn't dare to look at him for too long: "It's not fun for her to play alone, you go and accompany her, I'll go change my clothes."

She still wanted to get him out of the way and give herself some space to breathe normally.

The man's eyes followed her back. Baozhu held on to the railing of the toy area and looked at her father who was standing there motionless, feeling a little anxious.

"Dad, come here."

Liang Junchen came to his senses and went straight to his daughter.

"Baozhu, do you want daddy to play with you?"

Baozhu's eyes rolled around, and then she smiled: "Of course it's boring for me to play alone. If mom and dad have time, please give me a brother or sister to play with me."

Liang Junchen was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but clench his teeth and pinched her face: "You dare to think about things that I don't dare to think about."

"Dad, I really want a younger brother or sister, but only if my mom gives birth to one."

Liang Junchen looked at the impish girl in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "Who taught you these words?"

"Dad, do you want to have a baby with another woman?" Baozhu frowned and looked at Liang Junchen with pretended anger on her face.

Liang Junchen touched her head gently: "Of course not, no one can give birth to my child except your mother."

After hearing what Liang Junchen said, Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief: "I know my father is different from other people's fathers."

Liang Junchen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Why is it different?"

"My classmates' fathers divorced and gave him many brothers and sisters, but he didn't like any of them because they weren't his mother's children."

Liang Junchen's expression gradually became serious. Baozhu was just over four years old, but her logic in speaking and some of her thinking were quite precocious.

The man was silent for a moment: "Is it because the parents of a classmate in your class are divorced that you feel insecure?"

Baozhu didn't say anything. Of course she felt insecure. Those children would cry every day at school when they thought of their parents.

Baozhu would also get herself involved in such bloody stories.

She was afraid that after her parents separated, they would each have their own family, and she would be the only one left out. She might end up having a miserable life and never get the love of her parents until she died.

She doesn't want to be that kind of child, she wants to be a happy child.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Liang Junchen knew that this must be the case, and he felt extremely distressed.

Baozhu was the little princess he had raised, so how could he bear to see her suffer any injustice?

"Don't worry, Baozhu, mom and dad won't get divorced. Your brothers and sisters will definitely be born to you by mom and dad themselves."

"I know Daddy is the best." Baozhu was like a child. She went over to Liang Junchen and hugged him and kissed him. "Daddy, go find Mommy. I won't disturb you."

"You little thing, you're so naughty." Liang Junchen rubbed her hair lovingly.

Sometimes he would wonder how he, with such a gloomy personality, could give birth to a daughter like Baozhu who was as bright as the sun.

Her quirky appearance really made him love her so much. No matter how many children he had in the future or how outstanding they were, it would be difficult for them to surpass Baozhu.

However, Liang Junchen did not follow Shen Xiyi into the bedroom in the end.

After Shen Xiyi changed her clothes and came out, she saw Liang Junchen playing with Baozhu.

"It's time to eat. Take Baozhu to wash her hands." Shen Xiyi shouted to the father and daughter in the living room.

Liang Junchen responded, and Baozhu did not delay and immediately got up and left the toy area and followed her father to wash her hands.

The meal was very quiet. Apart from peeling shrimp for the children, Shen Xiyi hardly spoke, especially rarely communicating with Liang Junchen.

After dinner, the child said she wanted to play alone, so Liang Junchen did not insist on continuing to accompany her.

Sitting on the sofa with Shen Xiyi, the atmosphere was a little subtle.

"You saw your therapist yesterday. What did she say?"

Shen Xiyi spoke first, and also looked at Liang Junchen.

"It's nothing, probably just emotional. There's no treatment."

Shen Xiyi was slightly stunned: "No treatment?"

"Well, maybe I'm used to seeing the doctor. I stayed there for two hours and it was fine." Liang Junchen said seriously, and his expression was also a serious explanation, for fear that any word he didn't say clearly would be misunderstood by Shen Xiyi.

Shen Xiyi was a little bit unbelievable. Is that Doctor Song so powerful?

The man's scorching gaze made Shen Xiyi turn away: "Don't look at me like that, I didn't misunderstand anything, I'm just curious about what kind of magic this doctor can do."

"It's not that she knows magic, it's that I myself am no longer sick."

A mentally ill person would always say that he is not sick, and Liang Junchen looks quite like that at the moment.

Shen Xiyi nodded: "I'm glad you're okay."

"You don't believe me?" Liang Junchen saw that Shen Xiyi had many concerns, and even restrained his words a lot.

She still felt that he was ill and could not stand the emotional fluctuations.

"No."

Liang Junchen looked at the person in front of him and felt powerless. He seemed to be overwhelmed with feelings that he couldn't explain.

I don’t know what Song Xing said to her. She is really looking for death.

Seeing Liang Junchen's face darken and even look a little angry, Shen Xiyi raised his hand and held down his hand.

"I actually saw Dr. Song this morning. I know you're doing well now, so don't worry."

Liang Junchen almost subconsciously held her hand. The man's eyes became aggressive again. The touch of their skin easily exposed his masculine nature.

"You pinched me and hurt me." Shen Xiyi felt a little pain in his hand bones and frowned subconsciously.

"Doctor Song is not talking nonsense, right?" Liang Junchen asked tentatively.