Chapter 8 Meng Fuguang is so gentle today



After dinner, Meng Fuguang prepared to go to Meng Feng to be scolded.

As a result, Meng Feng was unwilling to see her.

Alas, her husband doesn't love her, her father doesn't care about her, her son is rebellious, and her brother despises her. She has nothing except money.

How pitiful! This kind of miserable life, can we please let her live her whole life! Hahahahahaha!

The original owner had a very awkward relationship with Meng Feng in order to marry Xie Yuzhou. But her mother loved her and insisted on respecting her choice.

Meng Feng didn't like Xie Yuzhou, and by extension Xie Shiyan, not to mention this disobedient young lady.

No, no matter what.

Meng Fuguang did not insist and handed the gift she bought for Meng Feng to the secretary. Meng Sihuai was afraid that she would make her father angry again, so he quickly asked the driver to take them back home.

She still didn't dare go back to the Yaoshan villa, for fear that Xie Yuzhou's men were waiting for her at the door, waiting to tie her up as soon as she showed up.

No, I have to hide outside for a few days. Xie Yuzhou is so busy, maybe he will forget about it in a few days.

"Will you stay with me today or go back to the villa?" Meng Fuguang fastened the back seat belt for Xie Shiyan.

The little boy was probably still thinking about what happened at school and hardly spoke a word the whole day.

Poor thing.

Xie Shiyan was much smarter than his peers. He knew that he was not Meng Fuguang's biological son, so he never expected to get any motherly love from Meng Fuguang.

Even if he scored full marks on the test, even if he won many awards, even if he was praised by many people, she never praised him once.

She always has only one thing to say, "Too bad, you are far worse than your father."

She had never called him "son" before.

However, she stood in front of him today and told others firmly that he was her biological son.

Even if it was a lie, he really wanted to believe it.

The boy suddenly grabbed her sleeve. Meng Fuguang looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Xie Shiyan:......

"Aren't you going home?" Xie Shiyan's voice was as small as a mosquito.

Meng Fuguang didn't want to go back. If he went back, he would lose his life. "I'm going to live outside for a while. Do you want to come with me?"

Xie Shiyan grabbed her sleeve and said nothing.

The little hand tightly tugged at her sleeve, and he lowered his head without even looking at her. The little guy was so awkward that Meng Fuguang's remaining conscience ached.

She saw through Xie Shiyan's awkwardness at a glance.

After all, he is a child, and if there is an adult who can give him a sense of security, the child will want to depend on him.

She hugged Xie Shiyan and kissed him on the forehead, "Now I am your mother and you are my son. No matter who objects, it won't work. Do you understand?"

"Dirty saliva!"

Xie Shiyan raised his hand to wipe it, his handsome face flushed red, and Meng Fuguang hugged him even tighter.

Little arrogant.

"Mom knows she can't fool you. I'm definitely not your biological mother."

Xie Shiyan's heart skipped a beat.

"But! Even if you didn't come out of my belly, so what? It's clearly written in the household registration that we are mother and son, do you understand? It's certified by the state, who dares to object! I am your mother, do you understand?"

She still has some money, so it's no problem for her to raise a child.

Xie Shiyan still didn't say anything. He hugged her neck and rubbed against her arms.

Wuwuwu, like a little cat, Meng Fuguang's heart was about to melt.

She recalled the scene of Xie Shiyan in her mind, and the more she recalled, the sadder she became.

The original owner was too harsh on him, and she thought the way she punished the child was terrible. Even adults couldn't accept it, and it must have left a psychological shadow on the child.

Alas, no wonder he would become a villain in the future and turn Yu City's business world upside down.

Xie Shiyan felt her trembling and gently patted her back with his little hands, thinking that he could comfort her a little.

"Do you still want to go to the bathroom? Don't pee in your pants. Wash them yourself."

Xie Shiyan:......

Was that what just flashed by motherly love?

I didn't see it clearly.

The driver dropped them off at the door and left. Meng Fuguang entered the password and also recorded Xie Shiyan's fingerprints.

This apartment was the original owner's temporary residence. There was nothing for the children in it, so she had to order some children's products from the mobile phone supermarket.

"The bathtub is too big and not anti-slip. You'll fall if you wash by yourself."

"I wash myself at home." The little guy held a large towel and blocked the bathroom door, refusing to let Meng Fuguang in no matter what.

Although he is young, he still cares a lot about privacy.

"The bathtub in your bedroom is specially designed. What if you drop this big bathtub?"

"Don't worry about it."

Meng Fuguang:?

Rebellious period, right? He was rubbing against her in the car, and now he dares to yell at her?

The little guy refused to let her help him take a bath, so Meng Fuguang had no choice but to order a children's bathtub for him.

He was having fun playing in the baby bathtub that Meng Fuguang had just bought for him. Meng Fuguang also bought him a little duck that squirted water when squeezed.

biubiubiu!

After taking a shower, Meng Fuguang blew his hair dry, put him on the bed, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and turned on the TV to play "Rubber One Piece".

Xie Shiyan was a little happy, so happy that he was a little dazed.

Meng Fuguang is so gentle today, just like a mother.

It's his mother.

Xie Shiyan shrank into the quilt a little embarrassedly, hugging the Luffy doll in his arms tightly.

Meng Fuguang made all the arrangements for him and went to take a shower. He was sitting on the bed watching anime seriously.

“Dangdang!”

Xie Shiyan looked at his watch and found that it was his father who sent a WeChat message.

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"Where are you?"

Xie Shiyan sent the location.

After thinking about it, I sent the house number as well.

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

"good."

Why did Dad come here suddenly? Is he here to pick him up? Will Meng Fuguang go with him?

"Open the door."

As soon as Xie Shiyan received the WeChat message, he ran downstairs to open the door.

Xie Yuzhou's eyelids twitched as he looked at his unkempt son wearing a large women's T-shirt, adult slippers, and other unkempt clothes.

"Are you cold?" It was a rare occasion for Xie Yuzhou to ask his son if he was cold.

Xie Shiyan shook his head and leaned aside to signal him to come in.

"Why is Dad here?"

"Your uncle called me and told me what happened at school today. I'm worried about you. Meng... I couldn't get through to your mother, so I came to check on her."

Oh yes, Meng Fuguang’s cell phone was smashed by Li Liming’s mother, so she always uses the spare phone when buying things.

"Meng Fuguang protected me today..."

"Yeah." He knew everything that happened at school. He carefully checked the child and found that he was not seriously injured.

The father and son sat on the sofa, and Xie Yuzhou examined his mouth and teeth again.

His mouth was scratched by his teeth, but Meng Fuguang had already given him medicine.

"Why don't you go home?"

"Meng Fuguang said he would stay outside for a few days."

Her job was special and it was not the first time she lived outside, but he was worried about letting Xie Shiyan stay here.

"You want to live with her?"

Xie Shiyan nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

Although Meng Fuguang was very strict, as she said, he had spent a lot of time with Meng Fuguang, much more time than with Xie Yuzhou.

He is still used to following Meng Fuguang.

It was a rare occasion when the child had something he wanted to do, and Xie Yuzhou didn't want to dampen his interest.

"I'll come and stay with you."


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