CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: Faking Sleep

"You are deliberately caught in the rain with a fever is to stay here with my mother, it seems that my mother really hates you, " he said.

The man in the bed opened his eyes without frowning.

"Why don't you go back to pretending to be asleep, " he said, supporting his chin.

Murong Linghan Yan, this boy how to find he is pretending to sleep.

He had thought that there was no trace of a flaw, including Miao Xiaobei did not see, how he could see.

The little one sighed helplessly.

"You malingered is not to see the mother's reaction, so how can sleep. " He rational analysis.

Murongling really do not know whether he should cry or smile, this little brain melon seeds little age pack what.

But it's a lot better than the way I treated him last time. A lot more vivacious.

"So you're doing me a favor, " he said, gently.

The little fellow nodded and gave him a facial expression.

He was speechless. It was like telling him. Wasn't it obvious?

Still need to ask, with such facial expression to own Lao Tze, you really good.

"But I want to know why mom hates you so much, " she asked, looking at him with her little hand on her chin.

Murong Linggan smiled a few, hesitated for a long time.

"Dad used to do a lot of things wrong, so... "

"You are still the uncle, not the father, when the mother forgave you, is the father. "

He said, stepping down from his stool and taking a small step out of the bedroom.

Murongling looked at his proud little figure, the corners of his mouth mercilessly looked down.

Are you sure it wasn't meant to punish you?

This son, he really doesn't want it.

In the company.

Ye Qian to Miao Xiaobei cleaning up the mess, although he does not care about a branch, but to Miao Xiaobei can be different.

He was really tired out trying to make a good impression on her subordinates.

Today, finally busy, ready to go to see him, complain.

But who knows the British side of the accident, had to fly back to England temporarily, also did not tell her temporarily, just let his people protect her.

But he did not expect to come back again, he completely lost the right to protect her.

Miao Xiaobei cooked some porridge, baked some bread and made some vegetables.

Watching the baby son finished eating, this just resigned to the end of the porridge into the bedroom.

Touched murongling forehead, the temperature slightly dropped a lot.

She tried to wake him up for dinner, but nothing happened.

Probably figured he was faking it.

"Baby, call an ambulance, " she called out.

"Yes, ma'am. "

Murong Ling Meng opened his eyes, grabbed her arm and said: "No, Xiaobei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to deceive you, I really wrong. " He coquetry way.

Miaoxiaobei felt goose bumps all over, but looking at his pleading eyes, his heart softened.

In fact, from the time he gave her the child, she already had her hate not so deep, but could not do to forgive him.

"Finish your meal and leave, or I'll ask Miao Wanwan to come and pick you up personally, " she threatened.

"She has been imprisoned by me, I have known all the original things, really sorry. "

He raised his hand and tugged at his hair, his face twisted in agony.

Miao small North Leng in Situ, let her grasp the arm, after a long time, only sneer out.

"So what if I did? Can the dead come back? I hope you will turn her over to the police and let her get what she deserves. I don't want her life anymore. Deal with it yourself, and we won't know each other."

From the day the baby came back to her, she decided to let it go, and just let her get what she deserved.

She's got kids now.

"Don't, beg you. " Murongling pulls her into the bosom, tightly embrace her, humble low voice rings in her ear.

He really knew he was wrong, and he was willing to spend his life making up for it.

Miao Xiaobei bit her lip and swallowed back the acid in her throat as hard as she could. She breathed deeply and tried to make her voice sound normal.

"Murong Ling, not in this lifetime. "

"Don't say that, Okita, I'm really sorry, don't do that, " he begged, holding her tight.

She struggled so hard, she didn't want to hear it.

"I really love you. "