Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

When he knew that there were people who were sadder, lonelier, more lonely, and more tolerant than him that day, he slowly opened up about many things.

Yes, Xu Nuo is sadder and lonelier than him, his biological father used him as a tool for revenge, his childhood was so hard, and he had to work to earn pocket money by himself, this is the best everything he was born with My own, unimaginable.

And mother, more lonely and sad than him, when she was abandoned and abandoned by her father, she thought she was dead, how desperate she must be!

If there is a chance, Situ Chenjue really wants to say to his mother:

"Mom, I'm doing well now, and you must be happy in heaven!"

I used to be too narrow, and I was able to survive and have a beloved woman, which is already the greatest happiness.

What more can I ask for?

Thinking of all this, his heart gradually softened.

Yes, he should face life peacefully and face everyone.

He coughed, and then, sincerely bent down gently, and said to the little boy: "I'm sorry, little brother, uncle was in a bad mood just now, and spoke too loudly to you, little brother, can you forgive uncle?" ?”

The little boy stared blankly at Situ Chenjue. After a long while, he sniffled and grinned with a big smile, revealing his two missing front teeth: "Uncle corrects his mistakes, he is a good boy!"

Situ Chenjue really can't laugh or cry now, how old is he, fortunately he is a child!

However, seeing the little boy happy, he didn't know why he felt a little happy in his heart.

He suddenly thought of the appearance of Huanyan ten years ago. At that time, maybe she was such a little heroine who didn't have much money but was full of self-esteem and confidence. If possible, he really wanted to go back to that time!

[Huanyan, thank you, you changed me! 】

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Seeing Situ Chenjue's thinking expression, the little boy smiled and tilted his head: "Uncle, uncle, what do you want to ask me?"

Situ Chenjue coughed, pointed to Granny Li's mung bean soup shop nearby, and asked tentatively, "Do you know the owner of this shop?"

"Hey, I know you!" The little boy rolled his eyes: "Why, uncle, do you want to buy mung bean soup today?"

"I don't want to buy mung bean soup, I just want to ask how to make this mung bean soup!" Situ Chenjue pondered for a while, and decided not to waste so much talk with this poor boy: "The owner of this small shop, That...that grandma, she...where did she go? Is her shop still open?

Little brother, do you know where she lives? "

"Uh... But uncle, you want to know how mung bean soup is made, why? Why do rich people like you eat this kind of thing and make such cheap things? I thought that only people like us This kind of child who has no money will like to eat this kind of food!"

The little boy's hand was picking at a hole in his pants.

Seeing the innocent expression of the little boy, Situ Chenjue felt as if something had been touched in his heart.

He smiled warmly, reached out and stroked the little boy's head.

Although the little boy was dirty, he was pretty.

Situ Chenjue said word by word: "Little brother, I apologize to you for what uncle said just now. I want to tell you that many things in this world are not determined by high or low."