He had already regarded this man as a poisonous wolf that could not be easily approached. In fact, it took Beier himself three years to finally see what kind of man he was.
He knew clearly that Sheng Qianmo had the passion in his bones, and also had the ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness that made everyone fear him, but...
At this moment, when talking about someone, his eyes were warm and indifferent, without the slightest hint of coldness, but this was the first time Beier saw him.
In the past, he only knew that Sheng Qianmo had a wife and children, but he only thought that they were just his wife and children.
Wife, and lover.
It sounds like there is no difference, but the former is identity and the latter is the person you love.
And Sheng Qianmo has a wife, and his wife is the one he loves, and he loves her so much that when he mentions her, his eyes become much softer.
"I believe you have a wife, but you said before that you have a child. I don't believe it anymore. That little girl looks about the same age as Ru Wei, and you two have been separated for four years. Why? Maybe there are children..."
Sheng Qianmo raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "I'll let you see how cute my daughter is when I get the chance."
After saying that, Sheng Qianmo rode his horse faster and said nothing more.
It seemed that the warm and soft breath of Shu Nuan was still lingering in his arms. He had to come back to her as soon as possible.
Beier was stunned for a moment. When he realized that this guy was showing off his daughter, he couldn't help but "tsk" and raised his eyebrows.
Thinking about it, someone might decide this battle quickly.
After all, the daughter-in-law still needs to see her.
…
When Qingzhi woke up, the rain had stopped.
Raindrops were still falling outside the eaves, splashing into deep and shallow puddles under the stone steps.
The little guy was lying on the bed, listening to the clear and sweet sound of water drops outside. He was in a daze for a long time. He thought about it, but just as he was about to turn over, he started coughing. The door was pushed open, and Qingzhi covered the quilt again. He kept his head from popping up, nestled under the quilt, and stared at the darkness with his misty eyes open.
"Qingzhi, get up and take medicine."
Qingzhi hugged the quilt and shook her head. Thinking that Shunuan couldn't see it, she secretly stretched out a few little fingers from the quilt and wanted to wave to Shunuan, but Shunuan took advantage of the situation and held Qingzhi Wennan's hand. With his little fingers, he pulled the little guy out of the quilt. His young eyelids were pale pink, and he opened his clear eyes and glanced at the soup medicine brought by Shu Nuan. He pressed the two sides of his little nose with his two little index fingers, refusing to smell it. Expressing resistance to taking medicine.
This was also a rare occasion for Qingzhi to act coquettishly and lose his temper. Perhaps because he was still ill, the little guy just refused to touch the bowl of medicine.
"Qingzhi, you need to take medicine to avoid getting sick. Qingzhi, do you want to get sick?"
Qingzhi pinched her nose and shook her head, but still looked at Shu Nuan, feeling aggrieved.
"The young baby needs medicine. Can I feed you some warmth?"
Qingzhi still shook his head, feeling sorry.
Shu Nuan didn't know what to do with the little guy for a while. After all, Qingzhi had always been obedient. She would listen to anything she said and would rarely lose his temper with her like now.
Shu Nuan had no choice but to put down the decoction and change the method. He lowered his head and touched the little guy's hair and sniffed: "Qingzhi, I caught a cold too, but Qingzhi refuses to take the medicine, so I won't take the medicine either. Anyway, baby Qingzhi I don’t feel bad about Shu Nuan anymore.”