C15 Under the Heavy Pressure It Assaulted His Face

Hearing that, Shen Xinbai embarrassedly raised her head and replied honestly, "He … He's been living with me since he was born. He's never seen his father. "

"No wonder... Forgive me for being blunt, Ms. Shen, but children, especially boys, will become introverted and unwilling to communicate with the outside world if they grow up under the guidance of a single mother. They will mature too early. Therefore, I suggest that you communicate with your child's father and see if you can properly accompany your child. "

"I'm sorry … I'm afraid that's impossible, because. I don't know where the father is. "

Shen Xinbai was also speaking the truth. On that night six years ago, both she and the other party were wearing masks. How could they know who the child belonged to?

"This …" All of a sudden, Teacher Sun didn't know what to say either.

In that case, I suggest that if you have a boyfriend now, you'd better let him contact the kid in place of your father to give him the right guidance. He's still young, and many things are slowly being accepted by him, so once his personality is formed, it won't be good to change in the future.

"Alright, I'll think about it. Thank you, Teacher Sun."

When she left the coffee shop, Shen Xinbai's mood was heavy …

Lu Jiayi had just cut half of his salary in the company due to the discredit of the company, and last night, he had been made a nuisance in the nightclub.

Now that her child's teacher had come to talk about such a serious topic, she suddenly felt that living was really tiring.

Ye Zichen drove the white Buick and wandered around the streets aimlessly …

She even started to suspect if there was any value in living like this.

In other words, she didn't even have a sense of security, so how could she give her child a sense of security?

She was only 26 years old and she was still a child. Yet, she suddenly became the mother of a six year old child?

Was there anything more ridiculous, more unlucky, more tragic than this?

The blow hit her hard, causing her to feel depressed, and she even forgot the time to pick up the child.

After Shen Zhi finished his piano lesson, he waited at the door for his mother to come pick him up. However, he didn't see anyone around.

"Shen Zhizhan, is your mommy not here yet?" the piano teacher asked considerately.

"Yeah, maybe she has work to do, so she's delayed." Milkman comforted himself.

"Teacher can help you make a call to her."

"Thank you, teacher." The little bun smiled sweetly, especially making people feel tender and affectionate towards him.

The piano teacher dialed the number and was informed that the number you had dialed had been turned off.

"Eh? Your mommy's phone is off. "

"Oh... Then maybe there's no electricity? " There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Then wait a moment, don't run around."

"I understand, Teacher."

Just like that, the little milk bag waited at the door for another ten minutes. At this time, a heavy rain began to pour down from the sky.

The little milk bag was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black underwear, and a small blue bag on its back. It just sat there by itself at the door.

At this time, a little girl walked out of the piano room. She was about six or seven years old and was wearing a white princess dress. She was extremely pretty.

She carried a small transparent umbrella and walked over to the black Bentley that was parked in front of the door.

"Uncle." Seeing the man in Bentley's car, the little girl let out a sweet cry.

"Let's go and eat." Because Hsiao Yan had a very deep relationship with his sister, he especially loved this niece of his.

His sister had recently gone to Europe for custom-made fabrics, so he had to take care of the kids himself.

"Sigh... Wait a minute, Uncle. "

"What's wrong?"

"I really want to see my classmate." After Xiao Zi Meng finished speaking, she ran over to Shen Zhi Wang's side.

Shen Zhi Huang? It's really you? Why are you sitting here, and why aren't you going home? " The little girl asked sweetly.

"My mommy hasn't come to pick me up yet."

"Did you call her?" Xiao Zi Meng asked.

Shen Zhijun nodded his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, I did, but she turned off her phone."

"Oh... Ah, but... It's already very late, and this place will close soon. "

Shen Zhi lowered his head, unable to conceal the disappointment in his heart … …

"You must be hungry, otherwise …" Eat with us. After that, I'll have uncle take you home. "

"No need, my mom will be here soon."

Without waiting for Shen Zhi to reject, Xiao Zi Meng ran to Hsiao Yan, pointed at her milk bag and said, "Uncle, that's my kindergarten friend, his mom didn't come to pick him up. He's closing soon, so he must be hungry."

"So?" Hsiao Yan looked at his niece with interest.

"So... Can we take him to dinner? And send him home? " As Xiao Zi Meng spoke, she held her uncle's hand and acted like a spoiled child. She was so cute that she exploded.