The carriage was silent for a long time.

Mo Bao felt that his father's emotions were like a deep sea, hidden very deep, but also inexplicably damp, which made him feel a little sad.

Even Senyang was holding the steering wheel, his expression slightly changed, trying to minimize his presence.

After a while, Li Beichen picked up the cigarette that fell on the seat.

Trying to keep his deep and cold voice steady, the man asked his son coldly, "Jiujiu, who asked you to ask such a question?"

"Of course it's what I want to ask myself!"

Li Beichen looked at his son in turn. He knew Jiujiu, he was a simple and indifferent little bastard.

How can one's mind be so delicate?

The man was silent for a while and asked in a low voice, "Did she instigate you to ask this question when you met her?"

"No, it's not Mommy! I really guessed it myself."

Mo Bao argued anxiously, he couldn't let Mommy take the blame for him.

"You guessed it. Why did you guess that? How old are you? Children should not meddle in adults' affairs."

Li Beichen's sharp questioning and the lesson of avoiding the important and taking the easy.

Unexpectedly, Mo Bao was not Jiujiu. Usually when his father scolded him, Jiujiu would pout and snort and shut up in disdain.

But Mo Bao spoke directly and said eloquently, "Why can't I guess that?

Daddy, if you had no feelings for Mommy at all before, the look in your eyes when you look at her today would not be so angry or so deep.

You seem to hate her, but you value me nervously. If it were a child born to a woman you don't love, would you value it so much?"

Li Beichen pursed his thin lips slightly, and pursed them tighter and tighter.

In the past three years, some secrets that he had deliberately ignored were ruthlessly revealed by a three-and-a-half-year-old child.

He sneered coldly, with a look of confusion on his face, but his eyes fell completely into deep darkness.

Flashes of pain, long-lasting, vague and sweet memories.

At this time, the man seemed to have taken off his cold disguise, and his profile showed a rare loneliness and vulnerability in the dark atmosphere.

"Daddy" Mo Bao was keenly aware that daddy's mood became even gloomier.

"Young Master, you shouldn't ask, don't ask." Senyang in front of him, seeing Mr. Li's behavior, whispered to him.

The brief days of love between Mr. Li and Miss Wen three years ago also came to his mind as a subordinate.

At that time, Mr. Li really doted on Miss Wen and planned to spend the rest of his life with her.

But later, Miss Wen's uncle came back, and Miss Wen was forced to make the choice to betray Mr. Li, and everything changed.

The so-called wall of trust is difficult to build, but easy to destroy.

When Mr. Li was attacked from all sides, his mother Shen Tang became a vegetative state again, and Miss Wen was the murderer pointed by the evidence.

No man can do this and only care about the love between his children.

Not to mention, the family relationship between Mr. Li and Mrs. Shen Tang is dependent on each other!

Later, as Ms. Li took advantage of every opportunity, it was revealed that Ms. Wen had cheated on her with Li Chengyu.

That was always a thorn in Mr. Li's heart.

While Senyang was reminiscing, the man answered his son's first question non-positively.

His tone was cold, mixed with an imperceptible gloom, "Jiujiu, you will become a man in the future, daddy gives you a piece of advice.

Don't fall in love by mistake. Whoever you love deeply will have weapons to hurt you the most!

Don't give her this chance, daddy will learn from the past."

After Li Beichen finished speaking, his eyes fell into a cold place. The so-called deep love and deep hatred are not empty words.

In the past three years, during countless sleepless nights, Li Beichen felt deeply and resented it.

But he could never abandon his child and him like that heartless woman Wen Ning did.

He wanted to hate her! He would rather do this than let go of himself.

Because only hatred can connect him with her again


Chapter completed!