Encouraged by Gu fei'er, the beautiful little boy jumped down from the sofa and walked timidly to Lan Qing. He held his trousers in both hands and looked up at him with big eyes. It seemed that he had been brewing for a long time before he opened his mouth and called out: "Dad."

Unconsciously, he leaned down, picked up the little boy and looked at his eyebrows carefully. He turned his head and looked at Gu fei'er. His eyes were full of doubts.

She said to him softly with a smile, "this is the one you have to see."

Lan Qing has always liked children. What's more, this child is still his close relative. At the moment, his inner feeling is like that he has been alone in this world for a long time. Suddenly he knows that there is such a small person with the same blood and chromosome. This feeling makes him feel a great emotion.

Especially when the little boy was moving around in his arms, he suddenly realized the feeling of holding it in his hand and holding it in his mouth.

"Let's talk somewhere else." Lan Qing looked around, many people in the company quietly cast curious eyes here, so he proposed to Gu fei'er.

At the moment, even the tone of speaking with Gu Feier became soft.

Her eyes twinkled with a proud look, this man is still the same as he was, the surface looks cold, but always so easy to enter his heart.

"All right, listen to you." She smiles and nods, with a gentle tone of obedience, so she seems to be more tender than six years ago.

Gu fei'er picks up the handbag on the tea table and walks out of the company with Lan Qing holding the baby. Gu fei'er's face was filled with that great sense of satisfaction. From a distance, they were like a happy family of three. Their high appearance attracted people's attention from time to time along the way.

Of course, Li Qingning with coffee in his hand also saw this scene.

She looks at Lan Qing's back and Gu fei'er's arm naturally. Her mind is like a serial traffic accident scene. She has lost the ability to think. She stands in the same place with a soft hand. The coffee in her hand falls to the ground and blooms a few dark brown steaming flowers at her feet.

What shocked her most was, of course, the pretty little boy on Lan Qing's shoulder.

All the people around her were watching the woman with a big pool of Starbucks scattered at her feet and a huge sadness on her face, wondering whether she had spilled coffee.

Li Qingning tries to keep himself calm in his heart, but at the moment, his emotion is clamoring in his brain and has the upper hand, ignoring a little bit of rational persuasion.

At that moment, she just felt weak, as if her soul had been forced out of her body. Only this cold flesh and blood, even the heart beat lazily and feebly.

At that time, people passing by her would see a woman with an expressionless face, almost desperate. Her eyes were empty and listless, staring at the coffee on the ground for a long time. Then she turned around and walked into Lan's building.

In fact, even Li Qingning doesn't remember how he walked into Lan's and how he came back to the office.

Her brain system seems to be invaded by a virus. She replays the scene she just saw again and again uncontrollably. The little boy is lying on Lan Qing's shoulder. Gu fei'er looks at Lan Qing's face with a tender smile and her big back.

She couldn't see the expression on Lan Qing's face, but she thought that his face should also be happy and satisfied. She only knew that there was an unforgettable past between them, but she did not expect that they had a child.

When Li Lin saw that she was like a lost soul, she stumbled into the office, frowning slightly and asking, "what's the matter with you? What about coffee? "

But Li Qingning, as if he had not heard it, went back to his seat and fell into his chair. His eyes were empty and gray, just like two light bulbs that had been pulled out.

"Li Qingning, didn't you hear what I asked you?" Li Lin repeated patiently, but she still didn't answer. She sat there quietly, just like a quiet doll.

There was a trace of doubt and worry on Li Lin's face. She quickly infers in her brain that she goes out first, and Lan Qing goes out of the office to meet another person in a short time. After Li Qingning comes back, she looks like this.

So... She must have seen the scene of Lan Qing meeting that man.

She got up and went to Li Qingning's side, squatted down slightly, looked into her eyes, and said firmly: "Li Qingning, I think if you don't see LAN and Gu fei'er, you'll be dead."

"Li Lin, can you believe it? There is a child between them. " Li Qingning gently raised her eyes, focusing on Li Lin's face. Her lips were dry and her voice was cold, as if she had come from the distant horizon.

"Li Qingning, don't do that. Maybe... Things are not as bad as you think." A trace of real worry flashed across Li Lin's face. She raised her hand on her arm and gently pinched it in an attempt to convey some strength to her in this way.

But over there, Lan Qing didn't know that Li Qingning had already seen all this in the place where he couldn't see, and there was still some faint worry in his heart.

"Dad... I want that..." the little boy wriggled uneasily in his arms. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a dessert shop on the street. His big Plush eyes were shining and pointed to the shop.

For him, this little boy is just like a little angel, with magical power. When he calls dad, Lan Qing's heart is like being soaked in a honey pot, and it melts easily.

"Niannian, didn't mom teach you to eat less desserts?" Gu Feier pretended to be serious, but her eyes were full of gentle smile, and she put out her hand and patted his white face.

"Children, why be so strict." Lan Qing saw that he was looking at the candy in the window of the dessert shop, and his eyes were full of desire. He suddenly thought that when he was young, he looked at the toys he wanted, and his mother always told him sternly that he was not satisfied with his little wishes.

Then he took the little boy and went to the dessert shop by the side of the road. Seeing him wriggling in his arms, cheering and clapping his hands, Lan Qing's face showed an expression of satisfaction and happiness. Lan Qing's mood could not help getting better, and even his expressionless face was stained with a smile.