Shen Qianshu and Yang Lihua turned back at the same time and looked at the children's painting.

Children's paintings have no memory of Yang Lihua. When he was adopted by Shen Qianshu, he was too young. He has no memory of his biological parents. All his love comes from Shen Qianshu. Seeing Shen Qianshu being pointed at by a gun, his face changed greatly and he hurried over.

"Don't come here!" Yang Lihua suddenly drank, and the children's painting stopped. Lin Xiaojuan hurriedly pulled the children's painting and vaguely blocked her behind. ADA was not far away. Several security guards were ready to go, but without Shen Qianshu's order, they all stood still.

Yang Lihua took back her gun and looked deeply at the children's painting. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyes were full of tears.

That kind of love, regret, at a glance.

Shen Qianshu's heart sent dense pain. What's the matter?

Yang Lihua suddenly turned around, got into a car and drove away. Shen Qianshu said in a deep voice, "send someone to follow her."

"Yes!" A Da ordered a security guard to follow.

Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua looked at each other.

"Mommy?"

Shen Qianshu suddenly passed by, hugged the children's painting, and his arms couldn't help shaking.

Is her son... Going to be taken away?

At the film and Television Festival, there is another award for children's painting. Lin Xiaojuan returned to the scene first with children's painting. Shen Qianshu turned around and was about to get on the bus. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

"Miss Shen!"

In the hospital.

When Shen Qianshu woke up, she was in the hospital bed. It was dark outside. She was a little confused.

A tall figure stood in front of the window and looked at the night. The white shirt seemed to be integrated with the color in the ward, with a bit of white loneliness and silence. The tall figure showed a bit of desolation.

"Sir..." Shen Qianshu softly shouted. The pain came too suddenly and too deeply. When she woke up, she still felt something poking her abdomen. Waves of sharp pain slowed down after a while.

Yeling turned around and slowly walked over. Her eyes fell on her pale face, and her amber eyes were deep for a few minutes, "is it still painful?"

He sat down and took her hand.

Her hands, extremely cold.

"She's not dead." Shen Qianshu's answer was irrelevant, and his eyes panicked, "Sir, what should I do?"

"I saw it."

He watched the live broadcast all the way and naturally saw Dr. Yang's face.

He didn't know Dr. Yang, but Shen Qianshu's reaction was too strange. ADA also immediately reported the whole story. He was very clear, "no one can take the children's painting away from you."

This sentence did not reassure her.

Yang Lihua is the biological mother of children's painting.

Everyone knows it.

Tong Hua also knows that she has any reason to stop Yang Lihua with her years of upbringing?

"If she wanted children, she would have appeared long ago, and there was no need to run away. Don't panic."

"She said that she just wanted to have a look at children's paintings. It seemed difficult to tell, but which mother would leave her child and ignore it for several years. She must also be very worried about children's paintings. I can see that she loves children's paintings very much."

"No one loves him more than you." Although he was very upset about this, he had to admit it.

"Sir, if you don't love someone most, he will belong to you." Shen Qianshu was sad, "there is no such truth in this world."

"If you want to know what's going on, you might as well ask Gu Yuanli!"