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When Qingfeng was mentioned, Lin Qiaohui's face looked as if she had swallowed a dead fly, and her smile disappeared immediately, "You, why did you mention him."

"What's wrong?" Tan Xianqi continued to probe a little bit.

"Didn't your father say it? Don't let him have any contact with us, their family's Qingfeng is precious." Lin Qiaohui still felt a little resentful for what the old man did back then, and she was very humiliated.

Tan Xianqi suddenly became a little unhappy, "We really didn't think it through at the beginning. In order to divorce Li Zhaoyun, we really broke the child's heart. It's only natural for my father to be angry. Why are you still fussing over the child?"

"You mean that our Ling'er just doesn't have their Qingfeng baby. Don't you remember how your father humiliated our mother and son? Don't you want to take him back?" Lin Qiaohui has been most afraid of Tan Xianqi in recent years. Speaking of this incident, fortunately, my husband never mentioned it. I didn't expect that today is still here.

"Aren't you happy?" Tan Xianqi asked bluntly.

Lin Qiaohui responded bluntly, "Yes, I'm not happy, I'm very unhappy."

"Even if Qingfeng has no fixed place and lives in an old building without any security, you are not allowed to give him a room, right?" Tan Xianqi's purpose is obvious, he wants to take Tan Qingfeng home.

He would inquire about Qingfeng's progress in finding a house every day, but it was a pity that Lao Fu said that Qingfeng didn't seem to want to find a house very much, and he was perfunctory every time.But Tan Xianqi really didn't know how else to help him. If Qingfeng had been allowed to go home earlier, maybe things would not have been so bad.

"He has his mother, so why does he insist on squeezing in here? I don't want Ling'er to face myself and have a half-brother. He is very simple, and I hope he can remain so." Lin Qiaohui shook off the conversation Xian Qi's hand refused very much, "You can be ruthless to Li Zhaoyun at the beginning, please continue to maintain it."

"Don't talk about this topic, let's go home." As she said that, she was about to pull Lin Qiaohui back, but she was thrown away fiercely. Don't mention bringing Qingfeng back, we can talk about anything."

Tan Xianqi knew it very well, so he didn't ask why. Lin Qiaohui used to be a woman with two braids who came from a small village. She worked as a nanny and cleaned when she was a teenager. Always only dare to hide in the corner and watch others shine.

These years of comfortable life have made her a little more balanced. What she fears most is that Qingfeng will come back one day, because she is afraid that Qingfeng will take away Tan Ling's light. Perhaps even she herself has to admit that all this did not come. He is not aboveboard, so he is afraid of being beaten back to his original shape, which is why Tan Xianqi has always let Qingfeng live alone.

Qingfeng played with the child on the lawn, watching Lin Qiaohui come back with a gloomy face, Tan Xianqi chased after a few steps but stopped and sighed, then turned his gaze to this side.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" the little boy asked softly, holding the ball in Qingfeng's arms.

"Two rascals are arguing."

"The villain and the villain are arguing?" The little boy seemed to understand, but shouted, "Beat the villain, let Monkey King fight the villain!"

Qingfeng didn't need to guess what they said to suddenly change his face, but he suddenly became much happier. Seeing Lin Qiaohui leave in anger and embarrassment, it seemed that he didn't dare to cry too much to Tan Xianqi, and he felt a lot more balanced. At least this woman still can't hold her head up.

"Qingfeng!" Musu went downstairs, and after searching for a long time, he found Qingfeng sitting on the lawn, waving his hands and shouting his name.

Lin Qiaohui heard it faintly when she was far away, she was so frightened that she was covered in cold sweat when she turned her head, and Tan Xianqi couldn't help but look back slightly sideways, she thought it was because she was worrying too much that she had auditory hallucinations, so she turned her angle faster.

After witnessing their reaction, Qingfeng couldn't help showing a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the person who had just sat next to him, "Why did you get down?"

"You let me watch, but you went downstairs to play." As he spoke, he pushed his shoulder and complained endlessly.

"When people talk about Ling, we won't be light bulbs anymore." The words were very chic, but Mu Su felt that this was pretending to be generous, and he must have come here to bask in the sun because he was in a bad mood.

"I'm hungry..." Mu Su rubbed his stomach again, and lowered his head slightly.

Qingfeng imitated his tone of voice, "I'm hungry..."

"I'm really hungry." His cheeks flushed slightly, "Let's go eat, I'll treat you."

"Okay, if you don't eat for free, you don't eat." Qingfeng readily agreed this time, raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, and continued to look at the little boy playing football not far away.

When I went upstairs to get my backpack, I saw a doctor and a nurse coming out of Ke Cheng's room. Ke Cheng had cold sweat on his forehead, his lips were pale, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

"What's going on here?" Before Qingfeng could ask, the doctor had already left.

Tan Ling didn't say anything, but he also knew that maybe the conversation between them made Ke Cheng emotional and aggravated the pain.

"We've been here for half a day and it's been fine. How can you talk about Ling, this guy became seriously ill as soon as you came here, is he possessed by the spirit?" Mu Su stood against the breeze, and couldn't help teasing a few words.

Tan Ling just smiled helplessly this time and shook his head.

"What did the doctor say?" Qingfeng asked Ke Cheng unhurriedly, and Ke Cheng just responded with a light smile, "It's okay, don't worry."

"It doesn't matter, let's go eat. If you don't want to save it and let Qingfeng cook for you." Mu Su pre-empted it, and Ke Cheng asked with a smile, "Can't you?"

"Isn't there one who is idle?" Musu was not afraid of death, but he slammed into the muzzle of the gun, and was pushed against by Qingfeng secretly, but he still went his own way. "

"Are you hungry? I'll go with you. I just happen to be hungry." Tan Ling's tone was still gentle enough, and he changed the subject to Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, what do you want to eat?"

"Please take Mu Su to eat something, I'll keep it to take care of Ke Cheng." Fingers brushed the hair on the top of Mu Su's head, sending him out.

Mu Su secretly glared fiercely, suppressed his voice, and made a super exaggerated mouth shape, "You deserve it!"

Soon there were only the two of them left in the ward, Qingfeng poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to Ke Cheng, accidentally touched Ke Cheng's hand, it was cold, but shrank back as if touched by electricity.

"Qingfeng..." Ke Cheng's smile disappeared from the moment Tan Ling left, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and his fingertips rubbed against the warm cup wall, "Some things seem to only be told to you, but you never ask me ..."

"Because I can't help you, you know..." He turned around and walked to the window, and happened to see Mu Su and Tan Ling on the cobblestone road. Mu Su always walked with bumps, and looked very lively and active.

Looking at the back figure, I felt as if I had withdrawn from this world, and there was nothing I hated. Thinking of this, I couldn't help showing an imperceptible smile.