"Wuwuwu..." The little boy rolled on the ground, his fair cheeks covered with tears and his eyes were red from crying.
A woman ran over in a panic, carrying a children's water bottle on her back. She picked up the little boy and coaxed him gently, "What's wrong, baby? You're crying like this just a moment after mommy left?"
When the little boy saw someone trying to comfort him, he cried even harder. He put his chubby little hands around his mother's neck and called out "Mom, Mom" incoherently. His body twitched from time to time, which made people soften their hearts.
The man who had been playing with his phone next to him raised his head and said unhappily, "He insisted on buying that little train. If I didn't buy it for him, he would lie on the ground and refuse to get up."
The woman smiled good-naturedly when she heard this: "If the baby likes it, buy it."
The man's face changed and he yelled, "How much money do you make a month? All you do is buy, buy, buy. The child is ignorant, and you, as an adult, are you also ignorant?"
The little boy was so frightened that he stopped talking immediately, staring at his father with his dark eyes without blinking. Within two seconds, a sharper and more piercing cry came out of his throat.
The boy's father showed an impatient look and raised his hand to hit him, but the woman dodged it, and the couple began to quarrel.
Sang Tianen looked at the two people arguing in front of him and felt a little bored.
She never quite understood the meaning of marriage. Was it to continue the family line, or to keep two lovers together for a long time?
If it was the former, she could still understand it a little, but the latter was a joke.
Whether in her previous life or this life, she had never seen any happy and harmonious family. They would quarrel over trivial matters, with both sides arguing until their faces were red and it seemed as if they were going to pounce on each other and strangle each other to death in the next second.
The vows of love made in the past seemed so pale and ridiculous after the passion faded. The lingering love in the past finally turned into sharp arrows shooting at one's chest.
Sang Tianen looked at the man next to him. Perhaps because of the angle, the other person's expression was a little indifferent. The light shining on his angular face was like a layer of white frost, and his eyes were staring darkly at the front.
Sang Tianen felt unfamiliar with Yan Zheng's behavior, and she disliked it very much. She leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Does this kid really deserve a beating?"
A soft female voice suddenly appeared beside his ear, startling Yan Zheng, but he quickly regained his composure and turned to look at Sang Tianen: "Why are you here?"
Sang Tianen smiled and said, "Come over to do something."
The distance between the two was a little close, exceeding the normal social distance. Yan Zheng moved aside unnoticed: "Didn't you break a bone?"
"It's a fracture, but it's almost the same. It doesn't affect my walking, it just hurts a little." Sang Tianen blinked, his expression very relaxed.
Yan Zheng didn't say anything else. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch with obvious alienation and coldness.
Sang Tianen was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain her rude behavior a few days ago, but when she thought about it carefully, she didn't do anything. She just looked at the handsome guy a few more times. What was wrong with her?
Who made him look so good to her taste? Since he dared to be so good-looking, he shouldn't be afraid of being looked at too much.
Yan Zheng is a leading cadre after all, he can't be so narrow-minded, right?
"Xiao Zheng, I'm here." At this time, a short-haired boy with a black backpack and earrings ran over. His fair, tender and handsome face made Sang Tianen's eyes light up.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Nantian hugged Yan Zheng, took the milk tea from his hand, inserted the straw skillfully, and took a deep sip. "It's delicious."
"Drink slowly." Yan Zheng looked at him gently, "No one is competing with you."
Nantian chewed the coconut while looking at Sang Tianen who had been standing there in silence. "Xiao Zheng, who is she?"
Before Yan Zheng could speak, Sang Tianen walked up to Nan Tian very familiarly, extended a jade hand, and smiled brightly: "Hello, my humble name is Sang Tianen, and I am a colleague of Minister Yan."
Nantian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his beautiful eyes shimmering with smiles. He gently squeezed her fingertips and said, "Hello, my name is Nantian, and I'm Yan Zheng's friend."
"Nantian?" Sang Tianen muttered to himself for a moment before saying seriously, "Just hearing this name tells you he's a handsome guy."
Nan Tian had no idea how many words of praise he had heard since he was a child, but it was still very helpful to hear them coming from a beautiful and young beauty like Sang Tianen.
He smiled with his hands covering his lips, his eyelashes fluttering: "Xiao Zheng, are all the colleagues in your company so good at talking?"
Yan Zheng pursed his lips, stared at Sang Tianen warningly, and then said to Nan Tian: "Don't pay attention to her, this girl always likes to talk smooth talk." Especially to men who look rich.
These words made Sang Tianen quite unhappy. Why was she so smooth-talking?
Nantian is good-looking to begin with. He has the kind of manly appearance that can really arouse women's desire to protect him. He has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and skin so tender that you can pinch water out of it. She was not wrong.
"Minister Yan, I am a serious person. What you say is very damaging to my reputation." Sang Tianen curled his lips and said with a little dissatisfaction.
"You still have a good reputation?" Yan Zheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. It was simply a fantasy that a little girl with a face thicker than the bend of a city wall could talk to him about a good reputation.
"Leader, do you have any misunderstandings about me? I can explain." Sang Tianen blinked his innocent eyes, looking very pitiful, as if he had really suffered an unjust accusation.
Yan Zheng couldn't possibly tell everyone about her gigolo status, so he changed the subject: "It's getting late, Xiaotian and I have to go eat."
The implication is, get out of here right away.
Sang Tianen, however, showed no discernment at all. Instead, he smiled happily: "That's perfect. You took me to the hospital last time, and I haven't thanked you properly yet. Let me treat you this time."
Yan Zheng was stunned by her shamelessness. He could guess what she was up to with his toes. Nan Tian was simple-minded and would never be bewitched by such a girl.
His eyes turned cold, and his voice became cold: "No need, just work hard in the future and that will be your reward."
"Minister Yan, have I offended you in some way?" Sang Tianen asked bluntly, "You've been particularly cold and ruthless to me since just now."
The mournful tone made Yan Zheng not know how to respond for a moment.
Nantian, who was standing next to him, pulled Yan Zheng's hand and said with amusement, "Xiao Zheng, what are you doing? Isn't it nice to have someone treat you?"
Yan Zheng didn't know how to explain everything in front of him to his friend. He had a bad feeling that Nantian seemed to have become the new target of this woman.
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