Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 485 Lian Sheng's Surprise Scared People Away
Seeing that the child was depressed, Song Rao thought that [-]% of it was because of Fu Sicheng, and that she should apologize to the child. Before she had figured out how to tell the child about her father, the little guy suddenly took the two little hands that had been behind his back with in front of her.

He actually held a bright red rose in his two small hands.

After a moment of daze, the child said to her in a childish voice, "Mom is not angry."

Song Rao was stunned, looking at the rose in the little guy's hand and at the little guy with his head down as if he had done something wrong.

Song Rao came to her senses and hurriedly said to the child: "Mom is not angry, baby, there is no need to apologize to mother."

Seeing that the child still looked unhappy, Song Rao asked, "Does Baby feel that he secretly went to find... Dad, and Mom is angry with Baby? So Baby apologized to Mom?"

The little guy didn't make a sound, but that was obviously the case.

Looking at the sensible child, Song Rao felt uncomfortable.

"Mom is really not angry, how can mother be willing to be angry with the baby." Song Rao gently pulled the baby over and hugged her.

"Mom hugs, the baby is not uncomfortable or sad."

The little guy obediently lay on his mother's shoulders. He was quite strong at first, but after being comforted by his mother, he became aggrieved. He curled his mouth, but he held back his tears. His eyes and nose were reddened. Distressed.

Song Rao let go of the child after comforting him, and took the flower from the child's hand: "Mom likes it very much, thank you baby."

Seeing that his mother had collected the flowers, the little guy's mood improved, and there was a little smile on his face.

Song Rao looked at the flowers in her hand with a smile: "The last one who gave mom roses was..."

Song Rao, who realized later that she subconsciously said something, stopped silently.Seeing the little guy staring at him, Song Rao changed the subject and asked, "Where did you get this flower, baby?"

The little guy stretched out a little finger, pointed in one direction, and said with a small mouth, "Uncle Liansheng."

"Lian Sheng?" Song Rao became even more puzzled, before he could think about it, Qin Zhao rushed over excitedly, and Song Rao hid the flowers behind him.

"Sister Rao, come with me." Qin Zhao said as soon as he came in.

"Where are you going?" Song Rao stood up.

"Oh, you'll know when you go, our boss has prepared a surprise for you, you must like it."

"What surprise?"

"Surprise, it's not a surprise if you say it, you hurry up and follow me, the boss is waiting anxiously."

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, Song Rao fell silent.

Qin Zhao looked at Song Rao strangely, not understanding why Song Rao was thinking so seriously and so preoccupied, with a solemn expression on his face, that he was preparing surprises for her, not frightening her.

Qin Zhao didn't know why, and was about to call Song Rao again.

Song Rao said: "Go ahead first, I'll make preparations and I'll be here in a while."

"Okay." Qin Zhao smiled even more happily when he heard that Song Rao was going to prepare, and agreed without thinking, and said, "Then prepare well, and be more beautiful." After speaking, he left.

Song Rao put the flowers on the table, picked up the child and went upstairs.

Putting the child on the bed, Song Rao dug out a black backpack from the small closet, put the gun, bullets, and the little guy's water bottle into it, then went to the table by the windowsill, opened the drawer, and took out the diary .

The diary is well preserved, but I can't stand to miss it, the pages are still turned over, no matter how careful and cherished, there are still traces left on it - this is the diary left by Song Yu.

Half a year after she came here, Lian Sheng finally agreed to find someone for her, but after two and a half years of searching, she still doesn't know whether she is alive or dead. A living person is like a person who has evaporated from the world. No dead body, no trace.

(End of this chapter)