Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1156 ends here.

Child painting, "Mom!"

Yang Lihua’s business, Shen Qianshu did not say too much with the children’s paintings. In the impression of the children’s paintings, it was still the impression when the roses were seen. Yang Lihua smiled reluctantly and looked at the lively and lovely children.

Shen Qianshu said, "Doctor Yang, sit down."

Lin Xiaojuan said, "Children's paintings, I will take you to choose a picture book."

"it is good."

The studio is next door, and it has been under the eyes of Shen Qianshu. It is safe in the vicinity. She added four bodyguards.

"Doctor Yang, let's talk about it."

"I don't know where Yang Ping is. You chose to go to the final stage. She won't allow me to enter. I left the island and went back to City A. I heard that she came back and didn't look for me."

"Even if you find it, what is important? You listen to her, why not apply for withdrawal from Black Rose?"

Yang Lihua is silent and does not speak.

"Do you want to drive me out of the black rose, the owner?"

"No, all the editors have their own choices. If I am wrong, I will not be rushing. I am looking for you today. Actually, I have nothing to do with Black Rose. Some things have to be clear to you."

She seemed to be predicting what was going on, and she was very nervous about picking up the cup, but she couldn't hold the cup and it looked flustered.

She looked a little pitiful.

The heart of Shen Qianshu is harder than ten times before the selection.

"Dr. Yang, when you saved the children's painting, I am very grateful to you, he is my son, my own son."

Dr. Yang looked up in a panic and looked at Shen Qianshu. The secrets she had wanted to tell Shen Qianshu for many times were known to her. Her heart was anxious and seemed to be relieved. It seemed to be very dissatisfied.

Not reconciled.

She only has children's drawings.

Even if it is not the son of a child, the body of the child has the heart of her son.

She loves the house and the black.

He has long been regarded as a biological one.

"When did you know?"

"It was very early, long ago, you couldn't imagine it early." Shen Qianshu said, "I knew it before Yang Ping attacked Fort Rose. You kept saying, you are trying to protect children's paintings. Today I am looking for you. I want to tell you a word, my son, I will think of ways to protect, no need to protect others, if you want, you will always be his mother, nothing more, do not do in the name of my son in the future. I will never recognize things, you feel that for my son's good, it may not be in my eyes, Dr. Yang, I am grateful to you."

"Really, I am not a ungrateful person. You saved him. Without you, without him, he will appreciate you in this life. Our whole family will appreciate you, but... since you loved him so much, please come later. Don't hurt me in the name of loving him. We all hope that he can grow up well. No matter my black rose or Shen Qianshu, we all hope that he can survive well and invite you... I hope that he will not do it. ?"

Shen Qianshu said it was very serious.

And when it comes to this, there is no reason, no disagreement, and no qualifications to say it is different. She is not the mother of children's paintings. Yang Lihua's eyes are a bit rosy.

"Thousand trees, I really love him, I don't want him to get involved in these things, please believe that I love him."

"Good!" Shen Qianshu said, "That's it. If you are not in contact with Yang Ping, you are welcome to come to see the children's drawings at any time. He never knows what you have done. He will always call you a mother."

(End of this chapter)