Dear Mr. Shi

Han Qianqian sneered: "If not, why didn't you explain it before."

Tang Fei explained: "I didn't come to grab your son. I just want to live with you. The reason why I don't tell you is that I don't want you to misunderstand. I did come to you because of love, so I don't want to It makes you think that I appeared in front of you because of my son."

Silent Wangtian smiled, and there was always a depression and suspicion in my heart. At this moment, all Han Qianqian said: "Did you not show up because of a child? Where were you three years ago? I knew I was pregnant when I was pregnant. I went to find you. You let me go. You forgot. If you really love me, you will find me at that time. You won’t wait until three years later to find out that I have a child, and find out that it might be your child. Come find me."

When she said this, she clearly saw damage in Tang Fei's eyes.

Next, there were some words that were even more ugly, but the head of the throat was stiff, and I couldn't say a word!

Tang Fei has always been a graceful young man in her heart.

But three years, three years are enough to change a person, she has been in the mall for a long time, she will be defensive to anyone, so she will not trust Tang Fei 100%.

In the room, a breath of death quickly flowed.

Tang Fei didn't move, but only looked at Han Qianqian with a pair of sad eyes.

After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes, turned around silently, and then said in a tired tone: "So you think about me that way, I understand, and I also know what to do."

After speaking, he stood with his back to Han Qianqian for a long time, and then walked away.

The moment the door closed, Han Qianqian actually wanted to shout at him, but was afraid that the trembling voice would reveal too much emotion, she could only bit her mouth, then looked up at the ceiling, her eyes filled with water, and it seemed that there was water about to vent. Come out the same.

After that day, Tang Fei did not show up again.

Han Qianqian always feels that there is no motivation in life. She feels tired and listless every day. Every time she turns over the information, the dense text makes him more upset.

Some official affairs must be dealt with, and they are reluctant to fight.

Every time I close my eyes, I wanted to clarify my chaotic heart for a while.

But it will always be counterproductive, because as long as you close your eyes, you are the back of Tang Fei's departure that day.

Opening the drawer, she took out a photo of herself and her son Xiaobao, staring at the face similar to Tang Fei, and thousands of questions came to her heart. Why did she say that she loves her, but it will take three years to find her? Isn't it because of Xiaobao? But if he didn't know Xiaobao, would he still come to him?

The irritable Han Qianqian slammed the file in her hand onto the table.

She seemed to have asked him clearly, but it seemed that she had already asked, and he also gave the answer, but she didn't believe it.

This man is really upset, how can he disturb her mind and suddenly disappear?

Is he taking revenge? Revenge that she messed up his life back then, and then left suddenly?

Time passed day by day, and just after the restlessness, Han Qianqian, who thought everything should be back to normal, suddenly received a call from the family servant that day, saying that Xiaobao's father was back.

The call was like a thunder on the ground, making Han Qianqian's brain buzzing.