The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

Just as he was thinking about it, the little guy kicked his short legs, he probably couldn't sleep well in his dream, and his little brows frowned.

Shen Mohan looked at his son who was not sleeping well, and remembered the state of a certain little woman when she was sleeping, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a nice curve, the little guy seemed to have inherited this from his mother.

In less than two hours of flight time, when Shen Mohan got off the plane, he saw a black car parked on one side of the tarmac, and it wasn't Gu Manyun and Shen Jiaheng who were standing beside him.

Seeing them get off the plane, Gu Manyun ran all the way to meet them.

The little guy stayed where he was, with one hand still tightly clutching the strap of his small satchel. Shen Mohan went to hold him, but he ignored him. Shen Mohan had no choice but to hug the little guy up.

Seeing Yang Yang, Gu Manyun smiled happily and wanted to reach out to hug the child.

Shen Mohan glanced at his mother, nodded to his father, put the little guy directly into the car, and then sat in again. Gu Manyun didn't mind his son's expression, and got into the car right after him.

Although Shen Jiaheng wanted to hug his grandson, but seeing the posture, he couldn't calm down when he got home, so he simply followed behind in the car when he got here.

The three of them sat in the back seat of the car together, and the little guy sat in the middle, with a straight body and a look of bitterness and hatred.

Gu Manyun hugged Yang Yang over, hugging and kissing: "Little darling, do you know who I am? I'm grandma! Let grandma see, ouch, I've grown up so much!"

To be hugged by a stranger like this, and to be 'molested' again, Shen Yanjiang was very unhappy.Because he cried for a long time just now, his eyelids were still pink, and now he pursed his lips tightly, twisting and struggling in Gu Manyun's arms without saying a word.

Shen Mohan rescued Yang Yang from his mother's arms with a dull expression, and put him on the seat in the middle, and then said coldly to his mother: "Mom, he doesn't like being held by others."

"What are you talking about! Am I someone else?" Gu Manyun glared at his son, and said angrily, "I am his grandma."

Talking and looking at the little guy flatteringly: "Yangyang, go home with grandma later. Tell grandma what you want to eat, and grandma will let them do it."

The little guy ignored her flattering smile and didn't speak all the way. He just kept his head down and stared at his toes, with his mouth pursed, holding back his tears and sore nose.

The car drove all the way to the Shen family's old house, and as soon as they entered, Gu Manyun wanted to take Yang Yang to see his room.

Unexpectedly, she was stopped by Shen Mohan: "Mom, Yangyang will live with me."

Gu Manyun stared: "Live with you? You have so many things to do in the company every day, how can you find time to take care of the children? Besides, you are a big man, how can you take care of the children?"

"I've found a nanny." Shen Mohan put down Yang Yang in his arms, "Yang Yang will live with me."

Gu Manyun still wanted to talk, but Shen Mohan added lightly: "I don't feel relieved to take the child with you, and I don't know how you are used to the child. Living with me can also cultivate the relationship between father and son."

After thinking about it for a long time, Gu Manyun actually felt that it was irrefutable, so he could only say bitterly: "Then it's okay for Yang Yang to come and stay at home on the weekend?"

"En." Shen Mohan responded casually.

In fact, he brought Yang Yang back this time to show his family that Su Cen's case is still pending, so naturally he can't stay here for long. When the house over there is renovated, he will bring Yang Yang with him. Yang went back.

At noon, Shen Mohan rushed back from the outside on purpose, and naturally smiled when he saw Yang Yang, and teased him with a toy: "Does Yang Yang like this place?"

Yang Yang kept drooping his head, without the usual anger, Shen Jiaheng looked up at his wife again, and asked, "Did you take Yang Yang to see his room?"

Gu Manyun complained: "What room are you looking at? Your son won't allow us to take care of the child, and says he has to bring it himself."

Shen Jiaheng frowned, and after a while he said slowly: "Alright, let him learn how to be a father."

During the meal, Yang Yang refused to go to the table, and after a few words of persuasion from others, he sat on the ground with his buttocks hugging the legs of the table, crying loudly: "I want to go home! I want my mother!"

Seeing her grandson crying like this, Gu Manyun felt very distressed, so she squatted down and coaxed her: "Yangyang, be good, Yangyang doesn't cry. This is your home. Grandpa, grandma and dad are here, so it's not as good as your mother ?"

Yang Yang cried even louder: "I want my mother!"

Shen Mohan also squatted down, coaxing patiently and softly: "Yangyang, eat obediently first, and I'll let you talk to mom on the phone after dinner, okay?"

The little guy sniffled, but at least he stopped crying.

Seeing this, Gu Manyun quickly picked up Yang Yang and put him on a chair beside him.

While ladling soup into Yangyang's bowl, she said, "Yangyang, let's drink some soup first, do you want grandma to feed you?"

Yang Yang was still sobbing, but now he quickly reached out to protect his bowl and said, "I can eat, don't feed me."

Gu Manyun laughed at Mimi and praised him: "Yangyang is so good, he can eat by himself at such a young age."

Shen Mohan didn't say a word, a sense of pride suddenly rose in his heart, and he brought food for Yangyang from time to time, his son can eat by himself at such a young age, it must be Su Cen, a mother who taught him well.

Yang Yang looked at the broccoli and carrots piled up in the bowl, his nose was sore and he wanted to cry, but he held back, but the chopsticks stopped, his face wrinkled so much that he wanted to squeeze out the water.

The three adults at the table were always paying attention to Yang Yang's movements, but now Gu Manyun couldn't help it: "Little boy, are you full now? Or is the food not to your liking?"

Yang Yang felt that he had finally found an excuse to lose his temper. He threw the chopsticks in his hand and cried, "I don't like broccoli and carrots! I don't like them!"

"Okay, okay, let's not eat." Gu Manyun quickly comforted, and asked the nanny to bring another pair of chopsticks, "I won't let them do this again in the future."

Shen Mohan, who had been silent all this time, finally put down his chopsticks, and said to Yangyang in a deep voice, "Who taught you to be so picky about food and lose your temper?"

Yang Yang turned his head to one side, and kept his mouth shut.

Shen Mohan said again: "Eat everything in the bowl."

In fact, Yang Yang has always been afraid of Shen Mohan, because he doesn't look as approachable as Uncle Lin.Now being threatened by him, Yang Yang became even more frightened, but felt that it would be embarrassing to eat something, so he stood there with his neck stuck, his small chest heaving.

Shen Jiaheng, who was on the side, was dissatisfied with his son's tone: "Why are you so angry with him? The child is so young and needs to be taught patiently. How can you be a father like this?"

Gu Manyun also chimed in: "You should stop your bad temper, Yang Yang is still so young, you know how to scare him!"

Someone protected her, Yang Yang wasn't as scared as before, and she wasn't too worried that this father would spank her, so she deliberately turned her face around and took a look at Shen Mohan.

Shen Mohan originally thought that boys should not be pampered too much, otherwise they would become useless in the future.Seeing his parents protecting Yang Yang like this, he was even more furious: "You guys just get used to him!"

Shen Jiaheng was not happy anymore, but he still felt that it was not good to quarrel in front of children, so he stood up, pulled Yang Yang down, and said, "If Yang Yang doesn't like food, we won't eat it. Come on, go upstairs with grandpa , let's ask Auntie to get something else to eat, shall we?"

Although he didn't know this old man, Yang Yang hated Shen Mohan even more, so he obediently followed him upstairs.

While walking, he said, "Grandpa, it's not that Yangyang doesn't like to eat those things, but when he sees those things, he will think of his mother, who often makes these for Yangyang..."

As he spoke, tears started to fall down.

Shen Mohan didn't know what it was like to hear the husky voice, so he pursed his lips and didn't speak, regretting being so fierce to the little guy just now.

"Oh, my good grandson, don't cry, grandpa will take you upstairs to have fun!" The moment the grandson shed tears, Shen Jiaheng's heart ached. went upstairs.

The remaining two people at the table were in no mood to eat.

Gu Manyun turned to the servant and said, "Remember not to make these two dishes in the future."

Hearing this, Shen Mohan frowned even tighter, but he didn't speak after all.

After the nanny left, Gu Manyun said again: "You're fine, why did you promise the child to call his mother? Do you think that dead girl didn't abduct the child enough?"

Shen Mohan's face was very ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "What is kidnapping? That's Yangyang's own mother, my wife, and Cen'er didn't cheat!"

"Why isn't it called a kidnapping?" Gu Manyun also became angry, "Didn't you see Yang Yang's attitude towards my grandma today? That damn girl may have said so many bad things about me in front of the children, which made my grandson You don't even recognize me anymore, why do you still let her touch the child? You didn't cheat, you believe what she says!?"

Shen Mohan smiled angrily: "Mom, don't be sentimental, okay? Yang Yang didn't know you in the first place, he was only half a year old when he was taken away, and he didn't even know me as a father, let alone you It’s not what Cen’er said, it’s what the judge said. The hotel has evidence to prove that Cen’er has not cheated! You old man, don’t listen to the wind and rain in the future. The death of your aunt has nothing to do with Cen’er. Don’t keep blaming it On Cen'er!"

Gu Manyun was choked by his words, and after a long pause, he said, "I'm not doing it for you. After seeing those photos, and Tang Tang saw it with his own eyes, it's hard to believe it or not. It turns out that you still know that the child does not recognize you, so I said that we should not let her see the child. Didn’t it make our family anxious for almost 2 years? No matter how you say it, let her have a taste of it.”

Shen Mohan frowned, didn't answer her words, took out a tissue, wiped his mouth and got up.

Yang Yang followed his grandfather into the upstairs room, and after a while the nanny brought over a stack of small cakes, saying they were freshly baked in the kitchen.

Shen Jiaheng took a small cake from the tray and handed it to Yangyang, seeing him take a bite, he asked him with a smile. "Little boy, is it delicious?"

The little guy nodded, but it was more delicious than his mother's, but he still liked his mother's.

Seeing the little guy eating happily, Shen Jiaheng felt a little happy, reached out and touched his head, and said, "If Yangyang likes to eat, grandpa will ask you to make it for you every day."

After finally finishing the cake, Yang Yang sniffled, looking at the old man in front of him, he finally plucked up the courage to speak: "Grandpa, can you take me home?"

Shen Jiaheng's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal, smiling very kindly: "Yangyang doesn't like this place?"

Yang Yang didn't nod or shake his head, just said: "I miss Mom, Grandpa, will you take me home?"

His immature face was full of tension, nervously waiting for the old man's answer.

Shen Jiaheng frowned, and said helplessly, "But your mother gave you to us."

"No." Tears welled up in Yang Yang's big eyes, "Mom said, she won't let me go!"

It was a small voice, but the tone was so decisive, as if saying this could make him believe that his mother loved him.

Yang Yang thought, although his mother gave him to his father, but...but if he went back, his mother probably wouldn't drive him out.

Shen Jiaheng changed the subject calmly: "Yangyang still has two older brothers and sisters, grandpa will let them come over to play with you tomorrow, okay?"

The older brothers and sisters he was talking about were Xu Mindou and Xu Minhao.

Yang Yang was extremely disappointed, he was not a child who knew how to hide his emotions, and the act of being cute just now had reached his limit, now he couldn't bear it anymore, he sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

There is no mother, no Uncle Lin, no Aunt Chen, no one he knows!

He really wanted to go home.

It turned out that mother would not send him away that day, and promised to take him to see Doraemon, it was all a lie!

The little guy wiped away his tears silently, his little heart was full of sadness.

I don't understand why my mother doesn't want him, and he's not bad. When my mother celebrates her birthday, he even donated his lucky money and secretly asked Aunt Chen to take him to buy a birthday gift. When my mother received the gift, she cried and was cruel. He kissed him several times.

He is really not bad!Thinking of this, all the grievances in Yang Yang's heart turned into anger at this moment.

He suddenly hated mom!I hate Uncle Lin very much!Even Aunt Chen has become very annoying!

Shen Mohan came into the room and saw Yang Yang crying like this, he immediately got angry: "What does it sound like for a boy to cry all day long? How did your mother teach you?"

The little guy looked at his father so fiercely, and cried loudly, but he still forgot to reply: "I didn't let you teach me! Woooooo... I just love to cry! I just love to cry!"

Hearing the little guy's last words, Shen Mohan couldn't hold back his face and started to laugh. He reflected on whether he was being strict. After all, he was only a child under two years old. It was normal for him to cry after he left his mother. .

So on the way home, Shen Mohan intentionally flattered the little guy again: "Honey, do you want to call mom?"