CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Leng Shaoheng returns home, and Mo Mo has not gone to bed.

"Mo Mo, you can call your mommy and say you miss her. Today, Daddy made her angry. You coax her." Leng Shaoheng handed the phone to lengyanmo and said.

"Don't use your phone, otherwise, Mommy won't answer it." Coldly said Mo, sitting firmly on the bed. "Daddy, you're going to be engaged to that bad woman. If you can't give Mommy happiness, then let it go."

These days, daddy and that bad woman buy wedding dresses and rings. He doesn't know what to believe.

"Mo Mo." Leng Shaoheng cried angrily.

"Daddy, I coax mommy for you this time. What about next time? You can't use me to play the family card all the time. I'm telling the truth. Uncle Lin Zihan and uncle Jiang Fengming are both handsome and rich. The most important thing is that they are good to Mommy. You can't delay Mommy. " Cold words ink solemnly looking at his father, seriously said.

"Smelly boy, aren't you just testing me? I said give me time, then you will know, believe daddy, OK Leng Shaoheng takes his son's hand and is also very serious.

"I know Daddy, I believe you, and I will trust you unconditionally no matter what you do." In the bright eyes of Mo Mo, there is warmth.

Leng Shaoheng's heart is sweet at this time. They all say that his daughter is his father's little cotton padded jacket. Now it seems that his son is also kind-hearted.

Mo Mo got out of bed, picked up the landline to call mummy, mummy's mobile phone number, he has long been familiar with the back.

For the sake of poor daddy, Leng Yanmo will decide to turn on hands-free.

"Hello, Mommy, this is Momo. I miss you." Ink up to start coquetry mode.

"Mo mo. Mommy miss you too. Are you good at kindergarten? Do you get along well with children? " Shen Qingqing's voice also had a faint nasal sound after crying.

"Mommy, I'm a good boy. By the way, Mommy, I want to tell you something big." Mo Mo is mysterious.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingqing with a faint smile.

"We had a painting class in kindergarten today. The teacher asked us to draw our closest friends, but I drew you. In addition, in the end, the other children only handed in one painting, but I handed in two. Oh, in addition to painting you, I also drew a portrait of the two of us. Mommy held me and I nestled in Mommy's arms. I also wrote a line under our portrait: Mommy, I am always with you. The teacher praised me a lot, drew two pictures, wrote so many words, and sent me little red flowers... "

Leng Shaoheng is lying on his back with his hands on the back of his head. The sound of soft and sticky ink in the room, as well as the beautiful and cool voice of his beloved woman, gives him a strong sense of happiness.

Mo Mo used to read all the time. After meeting Shen Qingqing at the airport for the first time, he asked himself to teach him how to write. Slowly learned: Abu, daddy, Mo Mo, and later learned: Mommy, love, think

So the words that Mo Mo said were written under today's paintings, he can definitely write them.

"Well, we won't talk about Mo Mo any more. It's very late now. Go to bed and go to kindergarten tomorrow." After saying that for a long time, Shen Qingqing could not bear to say good night to Mo mo.

The phone was silent again.