When An Wen and the others came back, all the broken toys had piled up into a hill.
Little Xuebi sat on Zhong Huai's lap, her round eyes curiously looked at Long Shi who was throwing toys in front of her.
"What are you doing?" An Wen asked puzzled.
"This little guy likes to watch throwing toys. We're afraid he'll make a fuss and want to find you." Zhong Huai was relieved to see them, picked up little Xuebi and walked towards An Wen.
Chu Qichen reached out and hugged her.
Little Xuebi stretched out her chubby hand to grab An Wen, raised her head as if complaining, and said, "They... bad... throwing away..."
Little Sprite frowned, expressing to her mother that he didn't like this kind of behavior very much.
Zhong Huai was stunned, and said: "You are too heartless, you were very happy just now."
An Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she looked at the smashed toys on the ground, and said, "You guys are pampering him too much, what's the matter?"
As soon as she said this, she was immediately refuted by Xiao Xuebi's father group.
"As long as little Xuebi is happy to demolish the house."
"What's the matter, a few toys!"
"But it's not good for little Sprite to be a little traitor!" Zhong Huai rubbed little Sprite's face angrily.
Little Xuebi scratched her face with her hands, puffed her cheeks and said in a milky voice: "It hurts... it hurts..."
Zhong Huai's heart ached, and he pretended to hit his hand punishingly in front of Little Sprite.
Little Sprite laughed again.
"That's not okay. If he is indulged like this, he will become lawless when he grows up." An Wen disagreed with their indulgence to little Sprite.
"He's still young, he hasn't reached that age yet..." Zheng Tianyun wanted to refute, but his eyes met Chu Qichen's cold gaze, and he immediately changed his mouth: "That's right, we must establish rules from an early age."
The rest immediately agreed with understanding.
An Wen and Chu Qichen carried Xiaoxuebi to teach them the truth, but Xiaoxuebi couldn't understand, so she just looked at them curiously.
"You said Boss Chu's stern look, will he beat my son in the future?" Zhong Huai's tone was tense, and his eyes were always on Little Xuebi.
"According to his character, maybe." Long Shi replied.
"How can I do that? I have to communicate with Little Sprite earlier, and if he dares to hit Little Sprite in the future, I will kill him."
Zhong Huai felt angry when he thought that his little Sprite, whom he had cherished for so long, would be beaten up by Chu Qichen.
"Didn't you say that the son should pay the debt to the father?"
"That was before, do you want to blame Xiao Xuebi for his appearance?" When he laughed, his heart almost melted.
"Do you like children very much?" Long Shi asked suddenly, his expression became complicated.
"I used to be annoyed by children, but since little Sprite was born, I have been looking forward to my own children." Zhong Huai looked forward to it.
Long Shi fell silent, looking at Zhong Huai who was still dreaming, his expression became lonely.
That night, Zhong Huai found that Long Shi had become quieter. He didn't grab his quilt and didn't take the initiative to talk to him. Even if he took the initiative to talk, Long Shi's response was very cold.
After the self-driving tour, Long Shi seemed to be very busy. He no longer came to him whenever he had anything to do. When he called him, Long Shi often hung up after saying "I'm busy".
The only thing that remains the same is that every morning someone brings him breakfast in different ways.
His attitude towards him became more and more indifferent, and he didn't even answer the phone later.
Because of his attitude, Zhong Huai was very confused, and finally couldn't bear to go to him in person.
Long Zhai, he is very familiar with this place.
"Where's Long Shi?" Zhong Huai asked the servant aunt he knew.
The aunt looked worried, and said: "I don't know what's going on these days, sir. He locked himself in the room as soon as he came back from the company. Master Zhong, do you know why?"