Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 1050 Did you do something bad to my mother?

But before the glory was over, the cold Jun Lin had already grasped his arm with impatience and took him all the way out.

"Jun Lin, I don't want to play football." Sheng Yu was unhappy.

From the morning, watching Wen Yifan, who was busy after the busy schedule, he was a little embarrassed, and there was a sense of loss that could not be said.

"Then you will keep the door!" Cold Jun Lin can fly regardless of whether he likes it or not, and the football goes straight to the face of prestige.

"Hey!" Lin Xiaomi was shocked and whispered: "Where are you going, slow down."

Leng Jun suspected to abandon: "There is no woman talking on the court, go quickly."

Lin Xiaomi: "..."

The prestige was originally not in the mood to play, but after being stunned by the cold Jun, he had to hide. The cold Jun chased him to play, and he complained that he had to hide. The two little guys finally played.

Lin Xiaomi let the servant look at it and went into the house.

The old lady brought the dessert out of the kitchen, and as a result, there was no one in the living room.

Looking at Lin Xiaomi, she couldn't help but sigh and frown: "I also made the kitchen make a smile and like to eat the sun fish and the wine stuffed meat. How can she not leave the door and leave."

"Laughter and there are other things to deal with."

Mrs. Sheng waved her hand and signaled that she didn't need to comfort herself. She knew very well that Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't let it go before.

In Shengdong's bedroom, Weng Ling carefully cleaned him with gauze. Sheng Dong called Wen Yifan to his side and looked at him. He was not allowed to look around.

Wen Yifan was somewhat curious about what his injury looked like, but Sheng Dong was not allowed to see him.

Sheng Dong asked the servant to take all the other toys he had bought before and piled it in front of the sails: "Look, there is nothing you like."

Wen Yifan looked at the dazzling toys in front of him and could just pile up a small hill.

From Lego bricks to various models assembled, all kinds of puzzles, even puzzles.

After all, Wen Yifan is a child. There is no way to resist this. His eyes are full of likes, pick up the model of Transformers, and look at the right.

Although he couldn’t put it down, he quickly let go and stopped moving.

Sheng Dong looked at him like he thought he didn't like it, whispered: "How come you don't like it? This model, you look like it, you can't play it? I teach you..."

Wen Yifan waved his hand and moved backwards, whispering: "Mom said, no matter how you like it, if it is something else, you can't move it."

"It doesn't matter, you can play."

Wen Yifan shook his head and his voice was very light: "The reputation will be angry."

Sheng Dong’s inexplicable thorn: “A fool, these are not good reputations, they are all yours. His share is in his room. Can you play with peace of mind now?”

Wen Yifan’s eyes widened, watching the toy covered with half a bed, slowly picking up the Transformers model, without dismantling, just moving the flexible arm.

Sheng Dong saw that this little guy had something to worry about, and it seemed a bit unhappy.

When Weng Ling gave him a gauze, he let her go out first.

Weng Ling looked at the little boy who was sitting on the bed with his head down. The five senses were almost carved out with a mold from Shengdong.

"Well, you have to call me again."

There were only two of them in the room. Sheng Dong felt that it was only a few days. The atmosphere that they had before had seemed to be gone.

Before the warm smile, the indifferent figure was still hovering in his mind. He leaned over and took his head and went to Wen Yifan: "You went to the hospital to see me? Worried about me?"

Wen Yifan looked at him: "Have you ordered?"

Shengdong laughed, his hands crossed his armpits, and he took him to his side with his arms: "No, it hurts a bit, but if you are willing to call me a "Dad," I will be fine right away."

Wen Yifan hung his head and did not say anything.

Sheng Dong actually knows that it is not so easy, he is not annoyed, and he stretches his hand and sails in his arms: "Then you can blow it for me, and blowing it will be better."

This sail did not refuse again, holding his hand, gently blowing the entire palm all over again, then looked up at him: "Is it better?"

"It’s much better, it’s amazing, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

Wen Yifan licked his lips and laughed, and smacked the gang to blow it again.

"Not happy?" Sheng Dong touched his cheek with his fingertips.

Wen Yifan was a bit tangled, looking up at him, this position was a little hard, he picked it up from the bed, sat face to face with him, his brow slightly groaning, and he looked so serious.

Sheng Dong looked at the miniature version of himself and showed such a serious look, it felt very wonderful.

Feelings are sour and sorrowful.

"Why are you looking at me like this, like a little old man, take you out to play well? Reputation also wants to play with you."

"Adong teacher, there is something, I want to ask you."

"If you kiss me, let me ask."

Wen Yifan looked at him with a big eye. The little fist disliked and pushed his face to the side. That way, he didn't want to make a joke.

"Well, what, ask."

Wen Yifan looked at him, the clear and pure eyes did not contain a trace of impurities: "You... Why did you divorce my mother? Why?"

The smile on Shengdong’s face suddenly became stiff.

"Do you have bad feelings? But if you have a bad relationship, why do you have me?"

Looking at his son's so clean eyes, Sheng Dong seems to have been caught in the neck at once, can not say a word.

Shy, remorse, helpless, terrified...

Unclear emotions impact his nerves.

What kind of words should he use to answer his son's question.

Do you want to tell him that his father used him as a wild species?

Sheng Dong staggered his eyes for a moment, suddenly did not know how to face his son's clean and clear eyes.

“Is this question difficult to answer?”

Sheng Dong swallowed his throat and felt that his throat was dry and abnormal: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

"I just want to know, will you tell me?"

Sheng Dong is ashamed and doesn't know what to say.

Wen Yifan suddenly said: "Are you bullying my mother? Are you doing something bad to my mother?"

Sheng Dong profoundly realized the pain of the cone, and in front of his son, he was ashamed and faceless.

"Sail, all fathers are not good, Dad is stupid, Dad is stupid, I don't know what happened to my father's brain. I will make such a jerk. Dad knows wrong. Can you forgive Dad?"

"I hope you can believe that Dad is willing to use everything, even my life, in exchange for your forgiveness with my mother."

Wen Yifan blinked and this time he was silent.

After a long time, Shengdong’s heart sinking and sinking, I heard Wen Yifan say: “I don’t know if I can forgive you, because you haven’t told me what I’ve done until now.”