Three treasures of one child: Lu Shao's ex-wife is too charming

Hearing this, the two little treasures knew that maybe there was nothing to do.

Normally, when they heard this, they would argue with Su Qian, but now none of them spoke, their heads were downcast.

Su Qian had a panoramic view of the loss on their faces, and her heart ached so badly. She knew that the children longed for fatherly love, and hoped that she would not work so hard, so she was a little moved for a while.

Although life has improved a little bit in the past few years, the sad children who have experienced it can also see it in their eyes.

Su Qian couldn't bear the disappointment of the children's hopes, so her attitude eased a little, and she said softly: "Okay, okay, Mommy promises you to try with Uncle Shen, and invite him to dinner at home on the weekend, okay?"

Hearing this, Su Zigui clapped his hands happily and jumped up, "Okay, okay, I'll give my cake to uncle!"

Seeing the child's excitement, Su Qian had a smile on her face, her eyes full of doting.

However, she also noticed that Dabao Su Zixuan was not there, and his clothes looked thoughtful.

After eating, he went into the study alone without a word.

Su Qian was a little puzzled and looked for it.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Zixuan was staring at the computer looking at something.

Maybe he was too engrossed to notice that Su Qian walked in quietly.

When Su Qian approached and her eyes fell on the computer screen, her small face instantly turned pale, and she was too shocked to speak, "Zixuan, you..."

On the computer screen was Lu Yunxiao's detailed information, especially the bright photo, which made Su Qian's breath stop.

"Mommy."

Su Zixuan yelled lightly, his expression didn't change much, and he didn't hide the things on the computer at all.

Seeing her son's reaction like this, Su Qian vaguely guessed something, she restrained her emotions, calmed herself down, and asked in a deep voice, "You know what, don't you?"

"Yeah." Su Zixuan replied blankly, "I knew it when I was abroad."

Su Qian was speechless for a moment.

She knew that Dabao had been smart since he was a child, and perhaps found out the truth through a few clues.

only……

Even if she returned to China, even if she imagined that she would inevitably meet old acquaintances when she returned to China, Su Qian never thought of letting anyone know about her child's life experience.

"Mummy, don't worry." Su Zixuan's childish face finally showed a slight change. He walked up to Su Qian, gently took her hand, and said firmly, "I don't care about things that Mummy doesn't like." I will do it, I will protect Mommy, and I will keep this secret."

Complicated emotions welled up in Su Qian's heart, but most of them were guilt and sadness.

She leaned slightly and patted Dabao's shoulder lightly. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were firmer than ever before.

She will also take good care of her father and her own children.

As the evening approached, the rain gradually weakened, but it didn't seem to stop.

A black Maybach parked in front of an independent villa.

The servant in the villa immediately stepped forward with an umbrella to cover the rain for a man and a woman who got out of the car.

Wen Churou glanced at the man beside him, then turned to look at the maid, and asked softly, "How is Chenchen?"

"The young master fell asleep after taking the medicine." The maid answered truthfully.

Wen Chu nodded, and once again turned his attention to Lu Yunxiao, his tone was a little tentative, "Why don't you wait for Chenchen to wake up and stay with Chenchen for dinner?"

"Let me take a look at Chenchen first." Lu Yunxiao said lightly, his deep voice was as seductive as a double bass, but it made people feel no trace of warmth.

Wen Chu's eyes darkened, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was still decent, "Okay."

The bedroom on the second floor is large, but dark, with only a night light by the bed.

On the big soft bed lay a pale and thin little boy.

The little boy seemed to be sleeping uneasy, his little eyebrows were wrinkled, and his white fingers were still tightly clutching the corner of the quilt.

Lu Yunxiao frowned slightly, looking at the little boy on the bed with complicated eyes.

For some reason, when he saw Chenchen's handsome face with sickly whiteness, the scene of Su Qian giving him an umbrella in the heavy rain before inexplicably appeared in his mind.

It's a pity that it's been too long, and Lu Yunxiao hated Su Qian to the extreme at that time, and he couldn't remember the specific details.

I only remember that Su Qian, who fell ill after a heavy rain because of his indifference, was so pale.

Looking at it, Lu Yunxiao felt that Chenchen's eyebrows and eyes seemed somewhat similar to Su Qian's.