Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

Xiao Boting hasn't seen his mother for a few days and nights. His mother has always been in a bad mood these days. Although she forced a smile in front of him, he just knew that her mother was unhappy.

Moreover, a large reason may be because of Dad, the two of them quarreled.

He hasn't seen his father for a long time, and every time she tells her mother that she wants to see her father, her mother will lose her temper at him, saying that he is not her father.

It seems so serious.

A classmate in his class said that before parents divorced, they would never see each other again, which is called separation.

He didn't want his parents to get divorced and separated, Xiao Bo Ting frowned and pouted.Stubbornly pretending to be a little grown-up.

Xiao Bo Ting felt that maybe if he called his father and reconciled, his mother would not be unhappy anymore.

On this day, while the nanny was cooking for him, he secretly opened the door of the room and slipped out.

Once I eavesdropped, my mother was talking to my uncle, and he knew that my father was in the opposite room, very close, so he sneaked through the gap between the iron shelves.

He was going to find his father by himself.

But when he came to the door, he couldn't open this kind of electronic lock at all, and he didn't know if his father was at home.

He moved a stone from the garden, stood on his toes, stretched out his finger, and slammed hard on the doorbell.

After all the hard work, he rang the doorbell twice, ding dong ding dong!
Then he began to wait nervously, hoping that Shen Fengming could open the door immediately, but in the end, there was no response from the room at all.

He ticked it up and clicked it a few times, but there was still no response in the room. At this moment, he could be sure that there was no one in the room at all.

Frustrated for a moment, Xiao Bo Ting turned around a few times like a lost animal.Then, he squatted down.

There is no way, Xiao Bo Ting doesn't want to go back, and he has nowhere to go, so he can only shrink in the corner and wait silently.

What he was waiting for was cold and hungry, and the night sky fell, and he felt particularly frightened in the dark.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the engine, a car drove into the yard, the light hit him, and his eyes hurt from the light, he raised his arm to cover his eyes, and he let out a low cry.

"oops?!"

Then the car slammed on the brakes, and the sound resounded through the sky. A man ran out of the car, and that man ran up to him and hugged him up.

"Little Bo Ting, why are you here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Bo Ting seemed to see a life-saving straw, and wrapped his arms around the man's neck.

Overjoyed: "Dad, Dad, I miss you."

This sentence alone immediately melted Shen Fengming's heart, he opened the door and hugged Xiao Boting in.

It's windy outside, and it's warmer inside.

Putting Xiao Bo Ting on the sofa and sitting on it, Shen Fengming looked carefully, and found that Xiao Bo Ting was wearing a set of pajamas, even his feet were bare.

He couldn't help frowning, and warmed his cool little feet with his big palm.

"Did you run away from home secretly? How long have you been outside?"

"I, I..." Xiao Bo Ting held her two small hands, rubbed them back and forth, lowered her head and squeaked.

You can tell it at a glance, Shen Fengming guessed it right.

"Mom doesn't want me to come out to see Dad, but I miss it very much."

Seeing Xiao Boting's pitiful appearance, Shen Fengming's heart softened into a ball of spring water, stretched out his big palm, touched Xiao Boting's cheek, and asked him: "Are you hungry, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Bo Ting nodded fiercely, he had been outside for many hours, and his chest was pressed against his back already hungry.

"Well, what do you want to eat? Do you want Dad to ask his assistant to bring it to you?" After speaking, Shen Fengming stood up and took out his mobile phone, and was about to call Jin Zhongzai.

"No dad, let's make it ourselves, I miss the noodle soup you used to make for me."

Xiao Boting clutched her belly, looking at Shen Fengming expectantly.

"Do it yourself?" Facing Xiao Bo Ting's shining eyes, Shen Fengming hesitated a bit, then well, do it yourself.

Shen Fengming rolled up his sleeves, exposing his strong arms. He seldom cooks in the house by himself before, because it saves time.

However, now that Xiao Boting has made a request on his own initiative, he wants to satisfy Xiao Boting first.

"Father, you used to add a lot of ingredients to the noodle soup you made for me, including shrimp, ham, and..." Xiao Boting counted with his little finger like a treasure.

Looking at the empty refrigerator, Shen Fengming had no choice but to call Jin Zhongzai and ask him to prepare a copy of the materials and send them over.

Hearing that he wanted to cook by himself, the receptionist was so frightened that his jaw almost fell to the ground, but finally he worked hard to buy all the things and sent them to the apartment quickly.

According to Xiao Bo Ting's request, Shen Fengming made a pot full of noodle soup, and the father and son sat opposite each other, eating the noodles with their heads bowed and snoring.

"It's really delicious." Xiao Bo Ting ate very satisfied, and the speed was a bit fast, which showed that he was hungry and flustered.

"Eat slowly, there is no one to grab the pot from you." Shen Fengming felt distressed, and took out a tissue to help Xiao Boting wipe his mouth clean.

"Dad, your craft is better than before."

After eating, Shen Fengming washed the dishes, washed a basin of fruit, and put it in front of Xiao Boting.

"Better than before?!" Shen Fengming's expression flickered, and he asked slowly, "Do you remember what Dad was like before?"

"I remember, of course I remember." Xiao Bo Ting nodded innocently, "In the past, my father would often make food for my mother, and my mother would eat a lot. My father is very capable and smart. If you have never done something before, just read it once." The video will do it all..."

Xiao Bo Ting said a lot, his whole little face was full of spirits, Shen Fengming sat beside him, propping his elegant chin with one hand, staring quietly, and responded from time to time, guiding Xiao Bo Ting to say more about Shen Fengming in the past thing.

The man who was said to have passed away had given Ye Xingyi too much indelible influence. Until now, Ye Xingyi couldn't accept even a little bit of betraying a man!

Whenever this time, he was quite jealous of Shen Fengming.Why didn't I meet Ye Xingyi earlier?

Why not yourself, have a wonderful family with your girlfriend?
If it were him, he would desperately want to be with Ye Xingyi, how could he be willing to leave her!

At this moment, Shen Fengming found that he was hopelessly in love with a woman.

Perhaps there is such a thing as love at first sight in this world, but when he saw Ye Xingyi's photo in someone else's bag, he had already fallen in love.

Or maybe, Ye Xingyi is the person I have been longing for and wanting to find from the bottom of my heart!
The more he came into contact with Ye Xingyi, the more he felt that Ye Xingyi had already completely overlapped with the figure in his mind and was inseparable.

If he could get her heart, then it would be worth anything for him to do.

It was getting late, in order not to make Ye Xingyi anxious, Shen Fengming's Xiao Boting took the initiative to send it back.

But he didn't enter the house, he just told Xiao Bo Ting to go home quickly, and he went back by himself.

The next day, Xiao Boting waited for him outside the door as usual, Shen Fengming gradually developed a habit, and would come back to cook one meal and two meals for Xiao Boting, and the father and son reminisced about the past together.

Through chatting with Xiao Bo Ting, Shen Fengming gradually understands their previous life.

On this day, Shen Fengming took out the soup that he had prepared earlier and asked Xiao Boting to send it back. Xiao Boting agreed and went back to find Mommy with the things.

When Xiao Boting suddenly disappeared on the first day, the aunt who took care of him was already frantic and told Ye Xingyi immediately.

She sent many people to look for it, and after that, Xiao Bo Ting was sent back by Shen Fengming.Ye Xingyi understood, and from then on when Xiao Boting ran out to find Shen Fengming, she just turned a blind eye.

As long as the aunt follows Xiao Boting from a distance, guards outside the door, and calls to tell herself when Xiao Boting comes back.

On this day, Ye Xingyi went to conduct psychological counseling regularly, but when he came back, he found that there was an extra person in the room.

In the bright and clean kitchen, a tall and tall figure stood with his back facing her. The man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and was wearing a haute couture handmade shirt. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to his arms, revealing his strong and sexy wrists.

The setting sun outside the window hit the man, directly drawing a silhouette.

This scene caught Shanye Xingyi's eyes, causing her to stop in place, and forgot to react for a moment, because she saw the shadow of Shen Fengming from the man's body!

Shen Fengming turned his head and found her back. He raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Are you back? Go and rest for a while when you come back. The meal will be ready soon. Today I have your favorite eight-treasure duck soup!"

Shocked all over, Ye Xingyi felt his eye sockets heat up, and in the next second, there was a burst of anger in his heart.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xingyi said directly with a cold face.

Shen Fengming straightened up and put down the soup bowl in his hand, feeling a little nervous.

"I'm making your favorite soup, what's the matter?" Shen Fengming looked straight at the cold woman, feeling that something was wrong with her face.

He stepped forward a few steps, ready to help Ye Xingyi take off the bag.

"Did I let you into my house? I didn't tell you not to appear in front of me again from now on! Then what are you doing now?" Ye Xingyi took a step back angrily, pulled out his bag, threw to the ground.

"I just saw that you have been working hard recently, so I wanted to take good care of you!" Shen Fengming stood where he was, with bitterness in his heart.

"No, you're just imitating others. Do you think you can replace my husband's position in my heart by doing all this? You're wrong, you're wrong!"

"Get out! Get out now!" Ye Xingyi raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the door and reprimanded loudly.

The air was silent for an instant, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that one could feel palpitations. Finally, Shen Fengming slowly took off the apron with the little yellow duck printed on it, folded it, and placed it gently on the bar, then walked towards the door step by step.

Before leaving, he also explained: "You must finish drinking the soup in the pot, it is good for your health! Then turn around and leave."

After the others left, Ye Xingyi squatted down violently, hugged his knees and cried loudly.

She was already upset enough, but why was this man so uneasy and insisted on running up to her to stir up her memories of Shen Fengming?
Is it that fun to imitate someone?Is it really worth doing this for her?No, she's not worth it at all!