[Quick Pass] Why Don’t You Love Me

When I opened my eyes, what I saw for the first time was not the indifferent father or the ignoring mother, but the gentle bell teacher. The sick child was particularly vulnerable, so Zhanxi’s tears immediately fell. .

Seeing Bell, I hurried over and coaxed it. Fortunately, Zhanxi ate this set. After being coaxed by her for a few minutes, she burst into laughter, but her little hand held her neck tightly and refused to let it go. Bell chuckled lightly, pulled the little guy away from him, passed the thinly boiled porridge and said, "Come on, eat something first."

Zhanxi hates the tasteless white porridge, but the teacher is so kind to him, if he is not obedient, will the teacher ignore him? After weighing the two, he still decided to open his mouth.

The porridge was very fragrant and accompanied by side dishes. Zhanxi ate it and thought it tasted good. He smacked his lips, taking one bite after another obediently.

This is how the child’s body is. It didn’t take long for the child to get sleepy again. Bell saw the little guy’s eyelids drooping, and for a while nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, but he was afraid that she would go, and opened his eyes from time to time. Come to see her.

She touched the little guy's head, her soft hair was nice and cute. The bell was in a daze, and then said softly: "Sleep well, the teacher will stay with you here."

"Don't you go?"

"Don't go."

So the little guy was relieved, his big eyes closed slowly, and soon fell asleep.

He couldn't see how fascinated the look in Bell's eyes was. She stared at him softly, as if looking at her own baby. But Bell is very clear that her baby is already dead, and if her baby is still alive, she will be ten years old this year. Zhanxi could have lived a life like this.

Even if there is not a lot of love, it will never hurt to die because of lack of money to treat diseases or lack of matching bone marrow. Bell's fingers gently stroked Zhan Xi's soft little face, and his expression was stunned. Her movements are extremely gentle and full of deep emotions. Anyone who sees her will think she is a caring person.

Zhan Wen leaned at the door and looked at it for a few minutes. This woman named Yun Lingdang has been touching Zhan Xi's face, with a particularly warm look, her whole body exuding motherhood. Zhan Wen glanced at the child on the big bed and said, "Miss Yun."

Hearing that, Bell retracted his hand like a thief, stood up and looked back at Zhan Wen, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught on the spot for doing bad things.

Seeing her cute little gesture, Zhan Wen was so cute, a smile flashed under her eyes, soothed, "Miss Yun, please rest assured, I don't mean to blame you, on the contrary, I have something to ask for. you."

It is really rare for a man with a cold personality to say so many words at once.

Faced with the request of such a good-looking man, no woman would choose to refuse. Bell tilted his head and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"That's it. Zhanxi's mother and I are both very busy at ordinary times. I don't have time to take care of him. If possible, can I trouble Miss Yun to stay and take care of him?" Maybe I think this is misleading, Zhan Wen Explained quickly: "Of course, we will give you a good treatment."

Bell was stunned for a moment, completely unable to understand what Zhan Wen meant: "Mr. Zhan meant... Is work more important than children?"

Zhan Wen originally thought that Ling Ding was mocking himself, but he carefully looked at her expression and tone, only to realize that she really thought so, and he couldn't understand it at all. He...what can he say, the arrival of this child is not expected by him, so he can't love him? In this case, speaking from a father and listening to someone who doesn't know the ins and outs of the matter, even Zhan Wen himself feels funny. "...In short, Miss Yun, are you willing?"

Bell shook his head: "I'm sorry, I still have my days to pass."

Zhan Wen also knows this. It’s just that when Zhanxi is sick, he is emotional. No one wants Yun Ling Dang. The housekeeper has no way to call him, otherwise he will not ask Yun Ling Dang to come. Come home. "Excuse Miss Yun."

Bell nodded, reached out to try Zhanxi’s forehead, and then said: "Mr. Zhan, maybe my words are a bit too much, but I think that childhood without parents is incomplete and happy. Xiaoxi is not full yet. At five years old, you really shouldn't treat him like this."

Zhan Wen didn't speak, turned and left the room.

The conversation with Zhan Wen was just a glimpse. At night, Zhan Xi woke up and had to lie in Bell's arms, and asked Bell to hug him to feed. The housekeeper was trembling while watching. The young master never clings to people. I didn’t expect to cling to people like this... But this Miss Yun really looked like the young master’s mother when she was holding the young master...

While Bell was having fun with Zhan Xi, a graceful and luxurious woman in an expensive mink coat walked in. Seeing that they were eating at the restaurant so late, especially Zhan Xi was laughing so loudly, her delicate brows suddenly wrinkled. stand up. Without even looking at the bell, she accused Zhanxi: "How did I teach you? You can't speak, and you have to maintain etiquette during meals. Have you forgotten?"

As soon as Zhanxi saw the woman, his body became stiff, and the bell patted him on the back gently, and explained in a soft voice: "I think you must be Mrs. Zhan? This is how things are..."

"I'm talking to my son, and I don't have your time to interrupt!"

It's ridiculous to be so arrogant and arrogant when facing strangers. Bell didn't feel angry, she just stopped talking in silence. Zhanxi was angry: "I don't want you to control me! You can't control me!"

"I'm your mother, I can't care about you, who cares about you?" The woman walked in proudly and asked the housekeeper to take Zhanxi away from Bell's arms. Compared with the young master, the butler naturally listened to the young lady more, so Zhan Xi cried and was taken away, and the woman unceremoniously gave the bell to the bell.

Naturally, the bell would not stay stubbornly, but before she left, she said to the woman: "Xiaoxi's fever has just subsided. If possible, at night..."

"Who allowed you to call my son Xiaoxi?" The woman blamed unceremoniously. "He is the young master of the Zhan family. Can you call his name as you like? Also, how I take care of my son has nothing to do with you!"

What age is this, and her son Jingui is not allowed to be called by others. If he knew that, why would he have to name him? Just call him Master.

Because the woman had already issued the eviction order, Bell was not embarrassed to stay at Zhan's house anyway, so even though Zhanxi cried heartbreakingly, she also left.