The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 22 I Don't Cry, I Will Be Good (5)

"Yes." Han Shaozhe nodded dumbly, expressionless.

Mrs. Han nodded in satisfaction, breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought of something, "Tomorrow I will entertain important guests, remember to be tactful, and don't embarrass the Han family."

"Yes." Apart from this word, I didn't want to say anything, I was so weak and tired, a deep sense of tiredness rose from the bottom of my heart, and quickly swept through my whole body.

She trained for a long time, but she didn't think of asking her son to change clothes. The dampness turned into air-conditioning, passed through layers of clothes, and burrowed into the skin, shivering from the cold.

Snowflakes fell to the ground one by one, and a pool of water gathered under his feet, and the area was getting bigger and bigger.

His lips were pale, his body was trembling, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

But she didn't see it at all, she just focused on teaching her son a lesson.

It was because the butler couldn't take it anymore and found a reason to interrupt before letting Han Shaozhe get away.

Han Shaozhe soaked in hot water, closed his eyes, his face was full of fatigue and pain.

A heart is like being immersed in an ice cave, cold and painful.

The walkie-talkie rang, and he hesitated for a moment before reaching out to pick it up.

Danqing's terrified voice came, "Brother, Mom scolded you again? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Are you okay? Is it cold? It must be cold, brother must be well..."

As he spoke, his voice choked up, and he wept softly, as if covering it with his hands, only a faint sobbing sound could be heard.

A gap opened in Han Shaozhe's cold heart, and a stream of warmth poured in.

"No, there are your favorite snacks and snacks in the cabinet on the left, eat when you are hungry, and you can come out when mom leaves."

Because she loves to eat snacks, and she is afraid that she will wake up hungry in the middle of the night, so she habitually prepares a large box of snacks.

This time it all came in handy, hey, otherwise it would be miserable, the feeling of being hungry is not good.

Danqing wiped away tears, choked up and said, "I'm not afraid."

It's just that no matter how you hear these words, you feel that you are short of Qi and weak.

Han Shaozhe calculated the time, "Don't worry, she will fly to the United States for vacation at Christmas, at least for a month or two."

Danqing's eyes lit up, he tilted his head and thought for a while, then frowned, "Then how many days are left until Christmas? I don't know how to count."

Han Shaozhe wanted to laugh a little, "There are still seven days, bear with it."

Seven days, that's fast, but... can't you see your brother for these seven days?
She rolled her eyes and shouted happily, "I can go to school."

It will come out in this way, haha, she is so smart, brother praise her quickly.

Han Shaozhe rolled his eyes helplessly, "The butler asked for leave for you."

A basin of cold water was poured over his head, Danqing was so depressed that he lay on the bed weakly, counting and counting with his ten little fingers.

One, two, three... seven, so long.

Even if Han Shaozhe couldn't see her, he could still imagine what she looked like at this moment.

"Don't worry, everything depends on my brother."

Hearing this, Danqing was shocked, happy again, nodded desperately, and acted softly, "Yeah, my brother is my backer, I like my brother the most."

Hearing the innocent and lovely Tong Yan, the corner of his mouth curled up, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Standing in the wind and snow for a long time, and sleepless all night, he woke up the next day still full of energy, as if what happened yesterday had no effect on him.

He didn't say anything kind to Danqing in front of Mrs. Han, and his expression was indifferent, as if there was no such person in the family.

Seeing this, Mrs. Han was greatly comforted, this is the result she wanted.

(End of this chapter)