Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 866, your emotional intelligence is high, then endure

Rochester, upstairs.

The night mausoleum slowly took the white handkerchief, rubbed the blood stains on the back of the hand, the eyebrows were cloudy, the dark red blood on the carpet, the bell burning and several agents quickly cleared up, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

When the security upgrade was in trouble, the night mausoleum invited the monarch to enter the shackles and set up a trap. Sure enough, he caught a traitor. This traitor was one of them who was mixed into the security team. The real security guard was imprisoned, and he still did not know the whereabouts. People went looking for it. Fortunately, this traitor did not spread the news.

The night mausoleum fell from the knife and solved the problem.

Once and for all, what will be counted, in his eyes, it is useless, the strength has reached a certain extent, he has never needed to be a snake with the enemy.

The bell burning has been spit out and his emotional intelligence is low.

The night mausoleum has an attitude, my emotional intelligence is low, I am this temper, your emotional intelligence is high, you have to endure!

"Large and young, this person is gone, black roses will definitely be aware of it."

"She has been unable to withstand it." The night sneer stood in the window and looked at the garden.

In the flowery garden, there is a pure white table with a pure white chair next to it. It is usually the place where they drink afternoon tea. At this moment, Shen Qianshu is entertaining the guests, and the children's paintings are standing on the sidelines.

The night mausoleum threw the **** white handkerchief to the side and looked downstairs.

"Send someone to watch, don't make any noise."

"Yes!"

downstairs.

The chef took afternoon tea and snacks. Shen Qianshu greeted Yang Lihua to eat together. He said with a smile, "Where Dr. Yang went there, I didn't see it. I wanted to bring a child to see you."

Yang Lihua looked at the children's paintings.

This child is really good.

In her two years, she has always been skinny, but she has been raised by Shen Qianshu. It is very beautiful, and she has a pair of peach eyes. It is very flattering. Yang Lihua has a soft heart.

son!

What a good son.

Shen Qianshu looked at Yang Lihua and saw her eyes moist, and her heart was soft. "Children's paintings, called mothers."

The children's paintings lick their lips, some of them can't be exported. He loves Shen Qianshu too much. He always thought that he was not a biological child. He also imagined that if his mother really came, would he follow his mother? The answer is no, calling a mother, seems to have betrayed Shen Qianshu.

Nowadays, he knows that he is a child of Shen Qianshu, and he is not even able to export.

The person in front of him is really good for him.

Calling a mother, I can tell the truth, and he also firmly remembers what Shen Qianshu said, "Mom."

Yang Lihua’s tears fell and she reached out. “Children’s paintings, come, my mother hugged.”

The children's painting looked at Shen Qianshu. She nodded. The children's painting went over. Yang Lihua hugged him, tears fell, and the emotions were huge and very sorrowful. "Children's paintings, my mother misses you."

The child's painting was clever and she was holding it.

Shen Qianshu carried the tea and gently smelled it. There was no guilt in her heart. She was only grateful. No matter who Yang Yanghua was, for whom she worked, at least, she never hurt her and never hurt her children's paintings.

She is very grateful for her children's paintings.

"Thousand trees take care of you very well." Yang Lihua stroked his face, his eyes were very loving. "Do you remember your mother?"

The children's painting said, "I have photos of you and my father in my room. Mommy always tells me, remember you, you love me very much."

Yang Lihua gratefully looked at Shen Qianshu. "Thank you, Qianshu."

"You're welcome, Dr. Yang, he is also your son."

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