Pheromone excess

Fang Qianyu stretched out his hand, touched Jiang Yingchi's deep eyebrows, put his palm lightly on Alpha's side face, and said warmly: "Okay, I will take Xia Sheng there tomorrow."

Jiang Yingchi rubbed Fang Qianyu's soft palm gratefully.

"It's time to go in for dinner." Fang Qianyu said, pulling Alpha's broad palm into the room.

Because Fang Qianyu lived with him in Licheng during the few months after Fang Qianyu gave birth to the baby. There were a lot of things in the company waiting for him to deal with. The next day, Jiang Yingchi sent Fang Qianyu and the baby to the hospital. Rush back to the company to deal with things.

The nurse who took care of Jiang's mother was waiting at the door. Fang Qianyu just arrived, and the nurse led them directly to Jiang's mother's ward.

Fang Qianyu hugged Xia Sheng, and when he entered the room, he saw a female Omega sitting on the hospital bed. Seeing Fang Qianyu coming in, Jiang Mu smiled at Fang Qianyu, and said in a weak voice, "Please sit down."

Fang Qianyu walked over with the child in his arms, and sat down in front of the hospital bed. It was the first time he had seen Mother Jiang, and it was obvious that Mother Jiang had dressed herself up in order to welcome him, wearing a brightly colored dress, but Because she was too thin and skinny, the clothes couldn't hold her up, and she was a bit loose.

Mother Jiang looked at the Omega sitting in front of her with a smile, and a gentle smile appeared on her haggard and old face: "Your name is Fang Qianyu, right?"

Fang Qianyu licked his tongue and lips, and said, "Well, it's good for my aunt to call me Qianyu."

"The name sounds good, and the person looks better." Mother Jiang looked at the person in front of her with a smile in her eyes.

Xia Sheng in his arms stared at the person in front of him with big eyes, and said "ah, ah" in his mouth.

Hearing the child's cry, Jiang's mother noticed the baby in Fang Qianyu's arms. Seeing that the child was carved in pink and jade, it was really cute. "Is this Xiao Xiasheng?" Jiang's mother couldn't help stretching out her hand to hug her As soon as I hugged the child, but remembered that I was sick all over, I stretched out my hand halfway and then retracted it.

Fang Qianyu got up, put the child in her arms, and said, "Yes, it's Yingchi's and mine's child, you can give him a hug!"

Xiao Xiasheng sat in Mother Jiang's arms, neither crying nor fussing, looking at Fang Qianyu with big eyes and then back at Mother Jiang.

"That's great, Yingchi is really lucky to marry you." Jiang's mother looked at the child in her arms, and couldn't help but her eyes were red.

Maybe because of getting older, or maybe because seeing Fang Qianyu, Jiang's mother talked a lot, and couldn't help rambling on a lot.

She said that when Jiang Yingchi was seven years old, Jiang's father passed away. Jiang's mother was soft-tempered and could not bear the responsibility of raising the child alone, so she remarried when Jiang Yingchi was less than ten years old. Helped, but later found out that his stepfather was addicted to alcohol and gambling, and he was fine when he was sober. Once he was drunk, he would vent his anger on Jiang's mother, and even hit Jiang Yingchi. The old house in the east of Jincheng occasionally gave him some money. Now that she thinks about it, she doesn't even know how Jiang Yingchi lived in the future.

When Jiang's mother said this, she cried very guilty. In order to avoid responsibility, she owed Jiang Yingchi too much.

Sitting in Mother Jiang's arms, Xia Sheng saw that the person holding him was crying, his eyes were a little confused, and he made a sound of "ah, forehead", as if trying to comfort him.

Sitting at the side, Fang Qianyu listened to Jiang's mother tell about Jiang Yingchi's life in those years, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Jiang Yingchi kept everything in his heart, and if he was pushed into a hurry, he would talk ironically. Thinking about it now, it was probably because there was no one to talk about when it was difficult, and gradually he was unwilling to talk about it.

At the beginning, he clearly knew that his grandfather was the sponsor of the Embedding Flowers Project, but he kept it silent. Now that he thought about it, he was probably afraid that Fang Qianyu would be sad when he knew the truth, but Fang Qianyu had blamed him for a long time because of this, and once reprimanded him for being too thoughtful. Heavy, calculating everything, but a child without the protection of his parents, how can he not calculate for himself.

Fang Qianyu couldn't help but wonder, in those days when he hated Jiang Yingchi, did Jiang Yingchi feel wronged in his heart, Jiang Yingchi tried every means to put up the shell to keep him from being hurt, but he hated Jiang Yingchi for so long, did he ever feel disappointed in himself? ?

He couldn't blame Jiang's mother for being irresponsible, but he hated himself for meeting Jiang Yingchi too late. At the age of 17, how did Jiang Yingchi and his elder brother spend the seven years of living alone with no one to take care of them?

Jiang's mother is weak, and her emotions can't fluctuate too much. Fang Qianyu sat for a while, and then carried Xia Sheng out of the ward. The little Xia Sheng in his arms saw his father's eyes red, raised his small hand, and gently touched Fang Qianyu's cheeks. cheek.

At this time the phone rang, Fang Qianyu took out his phone and saw that it was Jiang Yingchi calling.

"Hello, Yu Bao." The phone was connected, and Jiang Yingchi seemed to be walking.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Fang Qianyu cleared his throat to prevent the other party from hearing the abnormality.

"I have an urgent meeting to hold. I may not be able to pick you up at noon. I'll ask Xiao Ke to pick you up and the baby home, is that okay?" Jiang Yingchi said a little anxiously.

"Okay, you are busy, don't worry about me." Fang Qianyu said.

"Well, it's hung up."

"elder brother..."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yingchi paused when he hung up the phone.

There was no sound in the receiver for a while, but Jiang Yingchi waited patiently.

"I miss you."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yingchi looked at the blackened phone screen in his hand, his dark eyes sank, and he walked into the conference room after a while.

A while before Xiao Ke came over, Fang Qianyu walked downstairs from the hospital with Xia Sheng in his arms.

When he walked downstairs to the garden, Fang Qianyu saw a familiar figure——Su Jingli. He was still wearing a hospital gown, but his figure was much thinner than the last time Fang Qianyu saw it. Slightly sunken, with protruding cheekbones, the originally beautiful face was now pale and haggard.

Fang Qianyu couldn't believe it, what happened to this man in a few months?

"Su Jingli?" Fang Qianyu approached and called out with Xia Sheng in his arms.

The person who was called raised his head slowly, looked at Fang Qianyu with dull eyes, and then at Xia Sheng in Fang Qianyu's arms, his pupils trembled, and then he looked away.

Fang Qianyu sat down beside him, and asked again: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Su Jingli shook his head, but did not speak.

Seeing the dull expression on his face, Fang Qianyu couldn't help frowning.

"Qianyu?" Ji Zihe happened to come down to look for Su Jingli, and when he saw Fang Qianyu sitting next to him, he came up to him in surprise and asked him.

Fang Qianyu got up, smiled at Ji Zihe and said, "Doctor Ji."

Seeing Xiao Xia Sheng in Fang Qianyu's arms, Ji Zihe's eyes were full of envy and joy, he pinched Xia Sheng's cheek and said, "Is this Jiang Yingchi's seed?"

Fang Qianyu: "..."

It was really the familiar Doctor Ji.

Seeing Xia Sheng dodging in displeasure, Ji Zihe clicked his tongue and said, "Don't be like your father, who is stuffy and black-bellied, very bad."

Fang Qianyu looked at Su Jingli who was sitting on the bench behind him. He didn't understand how such a lively and cheerful person had become like this after not seeing him for a few months. He pulled Ji Zihe to the side and asked in a low voice, "Su Jingli, what is this?" What's wrong?"

Ji Zihe looked at the not-so-spirited person on the bench, with sadness and pity in his eyes.