Chapter 488

"Yes, it's not clean, no one..."

"I can't control how you treat Yeling. Shen Qianshu, mother and son, you can't move." The man said faintly, "you can take it as a warning!"

The old lady's face changed slightly, "you... Even care about the life and death of Shen Qianshu's mother and son?"

"She's from my ghost town. She was born in the ghost town and died in the ghost town. It's impossible for outsiders to intervene." The man got up, his thin body looked a little sick, "I'm leaving."

The man left with a light step, which did not attract anyone's attention. He left from another path, and a bulletproof car was waiting outside. The man said, "withdraw everyone back, Qianshu is here, and it's not suitable to start."

"Yes!"

The man narrowed his eyes and slightly turned the ring on his hand. His cold white face was extremely indifferent, as if there was no mood.

The new year's snow, full of sunshine, the next day.

Coming out from the night house, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. They are almost the last group of people to leave. After the lively banquet, there is a cold silhouette, and there is a plain white sky everywhere.

Shen Qianshu stood under the snow and couldn't help reaching out, "the snow is getting bigger and bigger."

"Come on, go home!"

Back to the rose castle, it was warm. The little boy was taking off his clothes as he walked, and he wanted to lie down in front of the closet. The tip of his red nose was finally better. "This kind of weather is best for growing mushrooms at home."

Shen Qianshu couldn't laugh or cry, "Mommy, go and put bath water for you. Take a bath."

"Good!"

Yeling held a photo album in his hand, which seemed to be taken back from the old house. The children's painting was a little curious, and he stretched out his hand, "Daddy, can you see it?"

That is not a thin photo album.

"No!"

"Stingy!"

Yeling took the album back to his study. It was a locked album. He slightly * * locked it with a password. This was the album he had when he was at home from three to eight years old. He locked it after eight years old and hardly opened it again. It had been hidden under the bed of his room. He treasured it, but resisted it.

Those dusty memories, endless pain, have been blocked in memory.

Like this photo album!

Yeling put the photo album on the shelf.

After Shen Qianshu put water into the children's painting, he wanted to go to the greenhouse to pick a bunch of flowers and put them in the children's painting room, but he met a British short outside the greenhouse. The weather was too cold. He was pitifully cold and made a pitiful cry. Shen Qianshu was surprised and hurriedly picked him up and entered the room. The cat was dirty and very poor. Shen Qianshu wrapped it in a sweater to keep warm and put it in front of the fireplace. It reluctantly rubbed Shen Qianshu's palm, Shen Qianshu's heart was softened.

Zhong ran saw a cat she had brought back. He was surprised, and his face changed greatly. He hurried over, "Miss Shen, throw it out quickly."

"Why?" Shen Qianshu didn't understand that it was freezing. This cat was obviously a baby cat. If she threw it out, it would definitely freeze to death. How could she bear to have such a lovely cat.

Zhong ran met her condemning eyes with a little embarrassment, "most of you don't like pets."

"There's no need to throw it out if you don't like it, and I didn't say I want to have a cat."

"In short, you must throw it out. Don't let people see it."

The voice of Yeling came from behind, "what don't I see?"

Zhong Ran's back stiffened. Shen Qianshu smiled brightly and held up the baby cat in his sweater. "Sir, I found a cat outside. Is it cute?"

The baby cat has a glass like eye, but I don't know why, looking at Yeling pitifully.

Yeling's face changed greatly, and he suddenly shouted, "who let the cat in, throw it out!"