Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

"Sister, this is for you to eat."

Xing Yichun watched Shen Yinran skillfully carrying the things and ran to the duty room on the side, and after passing the things to a round-faced nurse, he waved his hands and walked towards him, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"That elder sister has to take care of the godmother every day, and she is very tired. Every time, Yinran gives the little sister what she brings, and asks her to help distribute it to other brothers and sisters."

After explaining his explanation to Xing Yichun, the expression on Shen Yinran's face returned to calm, looking at the road ahead, he couldn't see any superfluous expressions.

Opening his mouth, Xing Yichun didn't say anything in the end, but the silent Zou Shihao's son had a little more thought.

When Shen Yinran comes here every day, he basically brings a lot of food. Fortunately, he also has an account. Shen Yumo and Zou Shihao gave her a lot of money, so it doesn't take much to go back and forth.

By the time the two arrived at the ward where Shen Yumo was, it was almost dusk.

"Mom, I'm back."

Letting go of her feet, Shen Yinran ran directly towards the hospital bed, like a small cannonball.

Originally, Xing Yichun was worried that he would hit the hospital bed so straight, but who knew that the child was very good at controlling the distance, so he just stopped, but he was not on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

The worried voice carried Shen Yumo's gentleness, which made people's hearts calm down unconsciously.

Before Shen Yinran could speak, Xing Yichun walked towards the inside with a bunch of flowers in his arms.

"I heard that you are hospitalized, I'll come and see."

Xing Yichun spoke slowly, but when his eyes fell on Shen Yumo, he was a little more surprised.

"your face."

Even before, Xing Yichun was still surprised when he occasionally heard Zou Shihao mention Shen Yumo.

"Ah, it's just a facelift."

Opening the mouth plainly, Shen Yumo seemed to be talking about the weather today, which was as natural as it was, which made Xing Yichun feel much less uncomfortable.

"Mom, this is Uncle Xing Yichun, a good friend of Dad's."

　When Shen Yinran said, a look flashed in his eyes quickly, but it was not seen clearly. Shen Yumo originally thought that he was delusional, but when he looked over again, he found nothing.

"Thank you Mr. Xing."

Speaking politely, Shen Yumo looked like he was facing a stranger.

However, the current Xing Yichun is just a stranger to Shen Yumo.

"Why are you free here?"

Zou Shihao, who just came over with the washed fruit, looked at Xing Yichun, and was a little surprised for a moment.

"I just happened to meet your son. By the way, send him over. Let's chat?"

After signaling to the outside, Xing Yichun was not polite at all, nodded slightly to Shen Yumo, and directly pulled Zou Shihao out.

Shen Yumo didn't pay attention to what those two mysterious men were planning and scheming. She only pays attention to Shangguan Qinyu's situation now.

"Mom, don't worry, Yinran is smart."

While talking, he arrogantly raised his little chin, which made people very happy, causing Shen Yumo to laugh out loud without being able to control himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, our Yinran little Bao'er is the smartest boy in the world."

Stretching out his hand and rubbing Shen Yinran's little head, Shen Yumo supported himself to sit up, and then handed the tablet he was holding on the table to Shen Yinran.

"Are your grandparents still around?"

Asking this in a daze, Shen Yumo felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a hammer, and instantly felt a severe pain.

The feeling that goes deep into the bone marrow cannot be ignored at all.

Nodding vigorously, Shen Yinran never hides anything from Shen Yumo, and has always been very good.

"Then wait for mom to recover, can you take mom to see them from a distance?"

Looking at Shen Yinran's face with a smile, Shen Yumo didn't show anything, calm as if he was just talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Then mother should take good care of her body. Yinran will show you the photos of grandpa and grandma."

Laughing and running to the opposite sofa, Shen Yinran rummaged through his small schoolbag, finally took out an old photo and handed it to Shen Yumo.

The people above are clearly visible, full of smiles, and a little boy is sitting on the lap of a man and a woman in the middle, smiling happily at the camera.

Behind them stood an extremely gentle woman with a smile like water, as if all the dirt in people's hearts could be dissipated with a single glance.

After a pause, Shen Yumo didn't say much, just smiled at Shen Yinran, and handed the photo in his hand to Shen Yinran.

"Are these two people your grandparents?"

Just when Shen Yinran thought that Shen Yumo would continue to be in a daze like this, she suddenly picked up the tablet on one side, and popped out a picture for Shen Yinran to see.

The hair of the two people in the photo is already a little gray. The man and the woman both have their eyes closed, and there is a trace of decadence on their faces, making it difficult to see the specific situation.

"Mom, what's going on?"

His face suddenly darkened, Shen Yinran looked at the back in the photo, and felt a sudden thud in his heart.

"Just 10 minutes after you left, someone sent me this picture, please keep quiet."

Shen Yumo's eyes froze, and his cold look seemed a little frightening.

Without further ado, he took Shen Yumo's tablet directly, and Shen Yinran took out his computer from his magical little schoolbag and kept tapping on it.

That skillful movement made Shen Yumo inexplicably distressed.

This is his own son. This child is not yet seven years old. He has to bear so many things at such a young age. Is it really good for his growth?

"Yinran, if possible, mother hopes that you are a child of someone else's family."

These words floated in the air, instantly interrupting Shen Yinran's typing on the keyboard, his face that was originally as white as jade instantly froze and remained motionless. .

"That way you can grow up peacefully and happily, instead of thinking about so many things beyond your age that you need to bear every day."

When Shen Yumo finished the second half of his sentence, Shen Yinran's hand moved away from the keyboard.

Looking at Shen Yumo's face seriously, Shen Yinran's little face didn't have a smile at all, it was as if he was facing a huge choice in his life seriously.

"Mom, you are Yinran's mother and will always be. This fact will never be changed."

Walking towards Shen Yumo's hospital bed, he gently lowered his head and rubbed against Shen Yumo's body.

Shen Yinran knows that that feeling is called uneasiness, that sense of security that cannot be given, has always existed in Shen Yumo since he lost his memory.

"Yinran, I know everything, even if I don't remember everything, even if I'm no longer myself, but I know what I want to do."

She smiled lightly and reached out to hold Shen Yinran in her arms. Shen Yumo didn't give Shen Yinran any time to think.

What's so hard to understand, all of this is just someone plotting against Zou Shihao. For such a simple matter, after such a long time, even Shen Yumo, who was slow to react, figured it out.