Pampering Mrs. Lu

Chapter 309 Handsome "Dad"

Leng Yixing wanted to say something more, but saw Lu Jinyang waving at him. He was silent for a moment, and without further evasion, he closed the door gently and walked out.

After Leng Yixing left, Lu Jinyang slowly closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat.

His facial features are the same as five years ago, extremely handsome, and the lines of his face have become clear and tough with the passage of time.He is more attractive now than he was five years ago.

But at this moment, a sad atmosphere was confused around him, a tear slipped down the corner of his eye, and the whole room became sad.

He didn't go home these days because when he saw this four or five-year-old child, he couldn't help but think of the child who left with Zhuang Shuqing.

If their mother and child were still alive, the child should be this old.

Except for the fact that he shed tears when he heard the news of Zhuang Shuqing's death, until now, he has controlled it very well.It's just that today, hearing their happy and harmonious laughter, the emotions in his heart are completely out of control
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Jinyang heard heart-piercing cries, louder and louder.He paused without getting up, thinking that his parents would come over soon.

However, after waiting for a long time, they did not hear their voices.

He finally couldn't hold back, got up and walked out of the study.

In the corridor, Mama Zhang was walking back and forth anxiously. When she saw Lu Jinyang coming out, she hurried forward, "President, Xiaobao"

"Wooooow~ Mommy, Mommy, I want Mommy"

Zhang Mama looked at Lu Jinyang in embarrassment, "Master and Madam went out while Xiaobao was asleep, but she just lay down and called for her mother not long after she lay down, but she cried even harder when I went in, look at this "

As soon as Mama Zhang finished speaking, Lu Jinyang had already taken a step forward, "Which room?"

"Huh?" She didn't respond for a while.

Lu Jinyang repeated again, "Which room is that child in?"

"Here, the second room next to the study." Lu Jinyang's eyes turned slightly. Is this next to his room?

Zhang Ma opened the door, and Lu Jinyang walked in.

In the room, on the small pink bed, Xiaobao sat alone on the bed crying pear blossoms with rain.

Lu Jinyang paused, Zhang Ma immediately took his hand and led him to the bed.

Seeing that handsome "father" walking towards her, Xiaobao's crying gradually died down.

Mama Zhang was overjoyed. After Lu Jinyang sat down, she left immediately.

In the room, there was only Xiaobao's intermittent sobbing.

Lu Jinyang just sat beside her quietly, without speaking, he was afraid that if he spoke, he would make her cry again.With no experience in coaxing children, he chose to remain silent.

After waiting for a while, the sobbing gradually became less.Lu Jinyang spoke slowly, trying not to sound so indifferent.

He said, "Why are you crying?"

Xiaobao saw that he spoke with a blank face, still in the same tone, his mouth was flattened, and tears fell down again.

"Mommy~ I want Mommy"

That was a headache for Lu Jinyang, he already knew he shouldn't have spoken!
But now she was crying, so he simply continued to ask, "Where is your mommy? I'll have someone take you to find her."

"Mummy is filming, I don't know where she is filming. Uncle, I don't know where uncle's house is. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and

Lu Jinyang was disturbed by her crying, and immediately said coldly: "Don't cry!"

Xiaobao cried even more sadly.

If Lu Jinyang could see it, he would definitely say that her tears were worthless.

After a while, Lu Jinyang sighed softly, and said with the same patience that he used to coax Zhuang Shuqing, "Tell me, what's your name?"

　. .Two shifts first, something to do in the afternoon. . .Come to brush in the evening~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)