Chapter 1894： . Care about your son (1/2)

Han Qianyu is helpless, he is still a kid, even if he knows he should be beaten when he made a mistake, he was really beaten by his father.

After a meal, how can you not feel wronged?

Han Qianyu helped him deal with the wound, and then comforted him for a while, until the little guy cried enough and fell asleep tiredly

Only then got up and tiptoed away.

Back to the bedroom, Pei Shengye was on the phone with someone, which seemed to be a matter of work.

Han Qianyu took the book, sat on the bed, and looked at it absently.

After a while, Pei Shengye returned after calling.

”Sorry, a customer, may be traveling for a few days next week.”

Han Qianyu lightly raised his head and glanced at him, and soon dropped his head again, turning over the book in his hand.

”What's wrong? Angry?”

Pei Shengye walked over, reaching out to hold Han Qianyu's wrist.

Han Qianyu frowned, ducked back, and gently avoided him.

Pei Shengye's hand paused in the air, and it took a long time to slowly retract it.

”What's wrong with you? Can I not take my work home and deal with it in the future?”

Han Qianyu still doesn't speak, a book is almost finished.

Pei Shengye was helpless: ”How is Yue'er?”

Han Qianyu paused, closed the book abruptly, raised his head, and asked angrily: ”President Pei is a busy man, finally

After finishing work, take time out to care about your son? ”

Pei Shengye frowned.

Han Qianyu smashed the book in his hand on Pei Shengye's body, and said angrily, ”Are you crazy? Pei Shengye, Yue

Yue made a mistake, but why do you put such a heavy hand? The child is arrogant and expensive. how do you

Promised me? ? What you mean by being measured is to beat Yueyue like that? ”

Pei Shengye: ”I have collected my strength.”

”You!” Han Qianyu didn't want to quarrel with him, but turned his head in anger, clasped his chest, and didn't look at him.

”Well, what is he afraid of a boy spanking, don't feel bad about him, you will get used to him.”

It's okay for Pei Shengye not to comfort him. Han Qianyu is even more angry with this saying: ”I don't feel bad for anyone who feels bad? Could it be that you feel bad?

I think you are more concerned about your work, you see, you can think about going on a business trip next week, and you don’t even think about asking about your injuries.

How is it? ”

”Yuer...”

”Okay, I'm going to bed, tomorrow I will go to change the dressing for Yueyue, I will take time off to take care of Yueyue at home these days,

It’s good for Mr. Pei to work at ease. ”

After Han Qianyu finished speaking, he pulled the quilt and covered himself tightly.

Seeing her like this, Pei Shengye finally got into the car lightly, holding Han Qianyu in his arms.

There was no word for a night, and Pei Shengye was already gone the next morning. Han Qianyu looked at the empty seat beside him.

Reluctantly shook his head.

Asked for leave from the police station. Han Qianyu washes well, and hurry up to see Yueyue.

Yueyue hadn't gotten up yet, after a night of rest, there was a little blood on her face.

Han Qianyu only breathed a sigh of relief.

I was planning to change the dressing for him while he was sleeping, but I didn’t expect that after taking off the little guy’s pants, I realized that the wound was

Of course, the medicine has been changed.

”mom?”

The little guy seemed to be awakened.

”Yueyue, has anyone changed your medicine for you?”

”I don't know... Mom, what time is it?”

”Well, it's seven in the morning.”

”Ah, I'm going to get up.” Yueyue said and was about to get up.

”Don't move! Don't get up so early today if you have injuries.”

”No, the house rules were not copied yesterday... Dad will be angry when he comes back.”

”I will explain to him.”

”No, I want to finish copying.”

”Then I will copy it for you, you rest?”

”No, Dad can see the handwriting, and I will punish it even harder then.”

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Han Qianyu was completely helpless.

This little guy is really as stubborn as Pei Shengye.

Yueyue’s cheeks are extremely pale, and her red face is not bloodshot at the moment, and there is a layer on her forehead.

With dense sweat, half of his little head was buried in the pillow, lying on the bed, breathing together, obviously pained.

Han Qianyu was distressed, angry and regretful.