The look in his eyes made Mo Chuan's heart move, and the hard stone in his heart seemed to soften.
"Pretty uncle, are you really not coming with us?"
Mo Chuan couldn't help but glance at Shen Rumei.
But Shen Rumei didn't even look at him at this time.
Mo Chuan also glared coldly, turned to Shen Ling'er and said, "We will meet again in a month."
But Shen Ling'er pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry: "But I will miss you."
I will miss you too.
Mo Chuan said silently in his heart.
Shen Rumei sent Shen Ling'er into the carriage and was about to bend down to get in. Suddenly she stopped and glanced at Zhui Feng under the carriage.
"Why don't you get in the car?"
Zhui Feng stayed there like a fossil, motionless.
Hearing this, he turned to look at Shen Rumei with dull eyes.
"What?"
He looks like a fool.
The guards once again shed tears of sympathy for Zhui Feng.
"You are Shen Ling'er's father now. If you don't drive the car for your son, do you want me to drive it myself?" Shen Rumei said lightly.
Thunder is rolling!
Everyone present was struck by lightning again.
The muscles on Mo Chuan's face twitched, and his hands in his sleeves unknowingly squeezed tightly.
Zhui Feng wished he could dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.
Shen Ling'er was so sad and angry that she wanted to cry without tears.
His little hands gripped the car window tightly, biting his lips and not looking out the window.
So sorry.
He shouldn't be fighting with his mother. Whenever he fights with her, he never wins.
I really wish I had a father who could take in this monster like my mother!
"Still not getting in the car?" Shen Rumei glanced at Zhui Feng again.
Zhui Feng didn't move, but looked at Mo Chuan.
Although Mo Chuan's face was calm, the huge waves in his heart kept surging.
He said coldly: "Chasing the wind, you can take care of yourself."
Zhui Feng felt that his sky had collapsed.
Does the master want to give up on himself
He suppressed his grief and anger, resigned himself to his fate, jumped on the carriage, and picked up the whip.
Finally, he glanced at the guards again.
I really envy them.
I envy them that they were not chosen by Miss Shen. What a good luck they must be.
So, under the extremely sympathetic eyes of all the guards, Zhui Feng waved his riding whip in frustration and drove on the road.
He didn't even ask Shen Rumei which direction he was going, and just drove the carriage forward in a confused manner.
The carriage was swaying, and Zhui Feng felt like he was dreaming.
Nightmare!
He suddenly became someone else’s father!
But he has not yet been married, not even a wife, and he becomes a father.
"Zhui Feng, go to the left road."
The carriage came to a fork in the road, and Shen Rumei opened the curtain and said something to him.
Zhui Feng shuddered and almost dropped his riding whip.
"Yes." He responded solemnly.
If Shen Rumei had called "the child's father" just now, he would have been so frightened that he would have fallen off the carriage.
Fortunately, this terrible scene did not happen.
In the carriage, Shen Linger was puffing out her cheeks and getting angry.
He didn't talk to his mother, and he didn't even want to look at her.
It's because his mother found him a nasty father!
No, he would never admit that the thin bamboo pole was his father, because he was really ugly compared to his beautiful uncle! If he had such an ugly father, he would be laughed to death by his adoptive father.
He doesn't want it! Don’t admit it either!
"Ling'er, there is a steamed bun shop in front of you. Are you hungry? Mommy will buy you some steamed buns to eat?" Shen Rumei seemed to be in a good mood, looking out the car window with a leisurely expression.
Shen Ling'er turned her head and said nothing.