Chapter 102: - Dad will be happy

The photo was cut to pieces.

The woman’s lips trembled and tears fell like needles and threads.

She never believed that Shen Chenhao married to her only to climb up.

The woman was born in a princess-like family, was raised innocent and simple, doddering flower-like appearance never lacked suitors.

But at the age of twenty, the woman met the humorous and charming Shen Chenhao.

The other party is in the start-up stage, and he gave her enough gentle and funny gentleman vibes.

The woman quickly impressed by him.

After the marriage they also enjoyed a happy time, until after she was pregnant.

Shen Chenhao often comes back very late, with the smell of perfume, or does not return all night.

The woman asked him at first.

In return, she got only Shen Chenhao’s impatient attitude.

A woman has a weak temperament, and she shed tears alone, telling herself not to think too much.

Until the child was born –

“Just call him Han Xing.” The smile on the woman’s lips was somewhat gentle, she loved her son like any other mother.

When Shen Hanxing was one year old.

Shen Chenhao’s news with other girls began to spread outside.

Every time the woman heard it, she would hold the child and cry in a small voice.

Shen Chenhao’s company was not stable enough yet, he would patiently coax the family at the beginning, but later he became more and more impatient.

“You just need to take care of Han Xing.”

“Anyway, you will only look after him all day long.”

The woman froze as she watched her husband drunkenly go upstairs.

Is that so?

With red eyes, she thought her mother was right, love needed to be managed. Their love started to change after they got married.

The woman was sad, she loved Shen Chenhao too much.

She could not lose him-

From then on, half of the woman’s attention that was divided to the child was taken back by her.

Full attention was given to her husband.

Demonstration on the phone.

Including the photos sent over.

There are also gifts of watches worn by the husband.

None of them came from the same person.

The woman became increasingly sensitive and suspicious, even a little hysterical. She couldn’t imagine that Shen Chenhao would marry another person in.

“Xing’er.”

She lowered her head and rubbed the child’s head and told: “Play a game with mommy, okay?”

The child hugged her and nodded in kindness.

The woman locked up the child.

Listening to the other’s low sobs of fear and dread, “Mommy… Mommy… Xing’er is very good..”

“Hush, Xing’er, don’t run away…”

The woman sang to him, through a room door.

“Don’t run away, be good and stay in your room.”

“Xing’er is good… Mommy, let me go out, I am so scared, it’s so dark here.”

“I will be good…”

“Mommy…”

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There were a lot of medicines in the cabinet.

Shen Hanxing once secretly stood on tiptoe and reached in with some panic.

But he was caught by a hand: “Xing’er, what are you doing?”

He turned back, his pale and delicate little face, became somewhat silent.

No longer the child who only has expectations of women.

But he was still afraid.

Afraid the woman will die.

In a bloody dusk, a woman’s favourite gardenia fragrance was placed at the door.

The aunt helped him take down the schoolbag, squatted down and stretched out her hand.

He turned away a little coldly: “I’m not a kid anymore.”

The aunt was stunned: “Young Master is only eight years old this year.”

He said softly: “Where is mother?”

Auntie got up: “Madam is sleeping up there and said not to disturb her.”

Holding the full score paper in his hand, he finally threw it into the trash can.

In the end, there was only one sentence anyway.

Dad will be happy.

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