What's more, she is still facing a miniature version that looks like the Northern Ink "Mom" Cheng Cheng's voice trembled a little, how could he not understand the feeling of missing his mother And in his more than seven years of life, waiting for two words seems to have become his fate Before the age of five, waiting for his father to look back at him, waiting for his mother to land on him like an angel.
After the age of five, his father really began to pay attention to him, and his mother flew to him like an angel, and at that time, he thought that his life was full of hope.
But in the end, everything returned to the origin of sadness, his mother was still gone, and he just had a twin brother who had no heart and no lungs.
Before the age of seven, he began to wait for his mother to return.
After the age of seven, his mother finally returned, and he began to wait again for his father to marry her back one day, and the family would protect each other However, the facts have repeatedly proved to him that the adult world is not something he can predict or control.
Only then did he gradually understand that waiting had become an irreversible fate in his life.
"Mom" Cheng Cheng trembled and called again, raised his white little hands, and gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks for Gu Huan, "The teacher said that strong children don't cry" "Yes, baby, forgive Mommy," she squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
She admitted that she did not set a good example for her son, "Cheng Cheng's teacher is right, well, mom doesn't cry, she has to be strong" But I didn't expect my son to continue But the third uncle said that the reason why people cry is because they have feelings, and they shed tears when they have feelings.
Therefore, it is not that the mother is not strong enough, but that the mother's feelings are too deep. ” This sentence will shed tears only if there is emotion, stabbing Gu Huan's heart.
She opened her eyes and looked at her young but sensible son in front of her.
Tears rained down in an instant Dodged her son's clear eyes in embarrassment, how could she dare to admit that she had deep feelings for Bei Mingmo, so she would have tears in her eyes If you love someone too deeply, you will give that person the opportunity to hurt yourself.
Vulnerability has always been associated with strength.
It's just a matter of which one you choose to be the shadow and which one is the entity.
Cheng Cheng gently wiped Gu Huan's tears with his small hands, and was silent for a while before he asked cautiously and softly "Mom, I want to shed tears too, is that okay?"
Gu Huan was stunned.
The mist-filled eyes looked at Cheng Cheng incredulously.
Suddenly his throat was suffocating.
There is an inexplicable discomfort.
"Cheng Cheng" she was dumbfounded, almost unable to face such a wise but kind son.
He has a delicate and clear heart, more sensitive and delicate than Yangyang, considerate and gentle.
But he also endured too much depression and sadness In an instant, she understood her son, what he was afraid of, and what he wanted to cry.
She excitedly hugged Cheng Cheng into her arms Tight.
Sucking the faint milk smell emanating from his son's body Tears fell into the child's collar, and she hugged him, crying silently.
"Cry, baby, cry in your mother's arms" She said hoarsely, guilty, "I'm sorry, baby, Mom has ignored your feelings all these years, Mom hasn't taken good care of you" She felt the little body in her arms tremble slightly.
She knew it was her son crying silently.
He even cried, so silently and restrainedly.
How different Cheng Cheng is from Yangyang.
It is undeniable that the Beiming family really educated Cheng Cheng very well.
It is so good that it is flawless, like a piece of jade without blemish.
But how can it be so sad than Yangyang Even precocious, sensible, elegant and composed, not like a child "If you want to cry, cry out loud, don't hold it in your heart, you're just a seven-year-old child."
But Cheng Cheng never let out a burst of crying.
Just buried in my mother's neck and shoulders, inhaling vigorously.
That's his unique way of crying.
No matter how aggrieved and sad he is, the little guy will never let himself cry out of shape.
The good upbringing of the Northern Underworld family has imperceptibly invaded his bone marrow.
In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to do whatever I want like like Yangyang.
He still remembers that two years ago, the saddest time for him was the night his mother left, and he and Yangyang both became tearful.
Cheng Cheng was very afraid, and even counted every minute and second that he hadn't seen his mother this week.
He was afraid that it would be the same as in the past, and his mother would not come back.
"Mom, will you leave me" Cheng Cheng asked in a hoarse voice and gasped.
Gu Huan's fingers flickered.
I remembered that after six days, the period of substitution marriage with Bei Mingmo would also end.
The North Stygian promised to return a son to her.
That also meant that she always had to leave the other.
When Cheng Cheng asked, she closed her eyes in pain.
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The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and wherever you cut it, it hurts your heart.
At this moment, she couldn't even answer.
The North Stygian Building.
The entrance of the splendid building was crowded at this time, and the voices were boiling.
As the stock index fell by 16 percentage points this morning, it quickly caused a shock in the industry First of all, as a leading enterprise in City A, Beiming's influence is so great that even the government attaches great importance to it.
In addition, as a leader in the architectural industry, once the North Shadow clan is in turmoil, it will definitely affect the economic lifeline of many people So, it's more of a restlessness today.
The cameras of long guns and short guns were pointed at the North Styx Building.
Reporters from financial channels, political and economic channels, life channels, and even entertainment channels also flocked to join in the fun.
Not for anything else, just to be able to interview the supreme chairman of the Beiming clan, who has not appeared for a long time Eighty-one-eight fierce material However, today, unlike usual, in addition to the media reporters who chased and intercepted them, a large number of shareholders also gathered.
For a while, it can be described as a turbulent crowd The Northern Underworld dispatched almost all the security guards to stop those who tried to make trouble at the gate.
Even the underground parking lot of the Northern Underworld Clan refused to let go, and many people also gathered.
At this time, a hundred meters away from the Beiming Building, an expensive black car slowly parked on the side of the road.
"Second Young Master, look at this situation, do you still want to go in" Lao Li, the driver of the Beiming family, said with some embarrassment.
Lao Li glanced at the rearview mirror, and the second young master sitting in the back seat had a pair of ultra-black sunglasses on his cold face, as expressionless as ever.
I can't guess what he thinks.
"No need."
Bei Mingmo said coldly, "Call Xinghuo, inform the company's senior management, and come to the Night Demon Empire Hotel for a meeting immediately."
"Yes, Ershao."
Lao Li nodded, he was on the cusp at this time, and there was no need for the second young master to accompany these media reporters to go crazy.
Immediately, the black sedan quietly turned around, barely noticed, quickly disappeared into the endless stream of streets, and drove away in the opposite direction An hour later.
Daredevil Empire Hotel.
As the name suggests, the Ink Empire.
In the conference room on the 32nd floor of the hotel, in front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, stands a tall and handsome man.
A cigar between the slender knuckles of the cigarette burns slightly, puffing on the thin cold lips, revealing a charming flavor.
He wore a new English suit vest over his silver-gray shirt, which was ironed neatly.
The coat was thrown on the back of the chair.
This landmark skyscraper located in the most prosperous center of City A is not surprisingly the work of the genius architect VicentQ in front of him.
Unlike the Northern Underworld, this place bears his label Of course, his works are also all over the world, but only the word Daredevil is his own work In the conference room, it was eerily quiet.
At the long conference table, the senior leaders of the Northern Underworld Clan were sitting on pins and needles. “” Everyone didn't even dare to exhale, squinting their eyes and carefully looking at the president who was facing away from them in front of the window.
During this period, there were still a few leaders who were afraid of things, and secretly took out tissues to wipe their sweat.
The president's back is so unfathomable.
No one can guess the president's thoughts.
First of all, the fire of the screening project under the North Shadow Clan in S City has caused a big wave of public opinion in the society.
The lawsuit has not yet been heard, and the police have not yet given a substantive investigation conclusion, and here, something has gone wrong at the headquarters of the Beiming clan.
And everyone knows that this time, the incident is a bit big Sweat rains down "The president and president of the company have today's incident, and I can't escape the blame" A senior executive of the company suddenly stood up, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said boldly, breaking the silence in the conference room, "I have decided to take the blame and resign" This resignation frightened the other high-level people present into silence After all, being able to work in the Northern Underworld Clan is something that many people dream of, not to mention climbing to a high-level position, which is not something that can be achieved overnight In particular, the Beiming Group is well-known for its employees But once an employee is involved in the resignation of the blame, it is equivalent to leaving the North Styx Clan, and no one in the industry dares to accept the employees that the North Styx does not want This exit is tantamount to self-destruction of his future, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in this industry at all "Smack, smack, smack" Three clear applause rang out, deafening.
Everyone shook their souls and looked at the president in front of the floor-to-ceiling window The president's applause was terrifying Bei Mingmo turned around leisurely, a cigar slanted at the corner of his mouth, and a chilling coldness on his lips.
"It's good to dare to stand up and take the mistake, yes, have the courage," his deep voice came out of his teeth, with smoke in between them, not very clear, but the words were sonorous.
Suddenly, the high-level was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he almost fell on the chair, his face white, "President, president, I, I admit that I was negligent."
"Negligence" Bei Mingmo took the cigar from the corner of his mouth and walked to the high-rise side step by step, his posture was elegant, but it was as chilling as a leopard The high-level was so frightened that his legs trembled, sweating profusely, and watched Bei Mingmo approach step by step "Speaking of negligence, it's true that it's just the one who was negligent" Bei Mingmo sneered, stood still in front of the high-level, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "It should be me" As soon as he finished speaking, the cigarette butt of the cigar that was still burning in his finger was born "Ahh tfiedsetgt tegendgttegendgt tfiedsetgt t1706231537: