novelraw Vol 2 Chapter 40: Mistress. wife, son
Vol 2 Chapter 40: Mistress. wife, son
040 Mistress. Woman, son sleeps soundly, forgetting the pain on his body, but don’t know that Tongruo’s heartache will be broken.
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"Take the prescription to get the medicine, and then take the child to the injection room to get an injection." The nurse handed the prescription to a woman.
The woman was still holding her four-year-old son in her arms. The little boy's cheeks were flushed with unnatural redness, and he kept humming, as if acting like a baby.
"Mummy, it hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Shenshen hurts!" The little baby has a fever. At this point, the child is the most uncomfortable when she gets sick. The pain is all over the body, and the bones are going to fall apart.
Not only the body hurts, but also the head hurts.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Mommy will take you to get the injection right away. After the fever is gone, we won't hurt." The woman showed a little impatience on her face, but she still coaxed patiently on her mouth.
Turned around holding the baby, just in time to see Tong Ruo holding the surgical cart with both hands, with a distressed expression on his face, Leng Shaochen was also standing aside, with a cold and terrifying expression.
The woman narrowed her eyes and suddenly sneered at the corner of her mouth. Regardless of the pain of her son in her arms, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, what's the matter?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What's the matter? Your son has a fever today. It doesn't matter if you don't come now. You don't even have a phone call. Why would you ask me?" the woman said displeasedly.
"Son? I have never lacked this stuff! You just complained about this when you called me? If yes, I died, and I will tell me when I am about to die." The voice said coldly.
The woman clutched the phone tightly, her expression instantly sank, and her beautiful face was distorted.
But then, the woman took a deep breath: "Of course I won’t bother you with this little thing, Sen, guess who I saw today?"
"Who?" The man finally became interested.
"Your second son, Leng Shaochen." The woman raised her mouth, cold and malicious.
"Leng Shaochen, in the hospital?" Leng Tuosen's tone fluctuated slightly, "Leng Xiaochen?"
"No, he came with Tong Ruo, and there is a little boy who seems to be injured. Seeing Tong Ruo is very anxious, it should be her child!" I can follow Leng Tuosen and have the ability to give another one. The woman who gave birth to a son by the old man is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp.
For Leng Tuosen’s three sons and the people around them, women naturally also have to know something.
And Tongruo, as long as you check about Leng Shaochen, you are a woman you must know.
Wherever Leng Shaochen appears, the childlike figure is indispensable.
For the Leng family, or even the family that has something to do with the Leng family, such as the Jin family, Tong Ruo is by no means a stranger.
Sure enough, after hearing what the woman said, Leng Tuosen frowned: "I see, I will go to your place tonight, and take the child back early."
"Okay." The woman smiled slightly and hung up the phone.
She knows that there are many women outside Leng Tuosen, many women who are more tender than her, women in their eighteen to nineteen and early twenties are still very tender.
But none of them can settle in the home of the Leng family. Let alone settle in, there is no chance to step in.
They are all arranged outside, like her, each has a mansion, just like the concubines who waited for the emperor’s luck in the past, honestly guarding their palaces to live, waiting for the emperor’s flop.
She is not as fresh and tender as those people, with a lot of youth, after all, she is also 27 years old.
Twenty-seven years old. This age is an embarrassing number. If you are not married, you will be classified as a quasi-leftover woman by your family and friends, or you will become a leftover woman directly.
A twenty-seven-year-old woman is actually not very old, but she is indeed older than those eighteen or nineteen-year-old women who were in their twenties.
When I laughed, the corners of my eyes also added some fine lines, which can't be wiped off no matter how much skin care products are applied.
But there is no denying that she is beautiful and charming.
The years she has gone through, the things she has experienced have added to her charm, which is beyond the reach of those young women.
Because they have lost the smoothness that has been polished over the years, and the past she has experienced.
The wisdom and decisiveness that these past brought her are enough to make up for her age disadvantage.
At the age of Leng Tuosen, even though it was properly maintained, he was still unable to do so.
What he wants is no longer fresh and delicious tender meat, those are just the usual boring tooth sacrifices.
What he needs most now is a woman who can catch up with him, think with him, and move forward together.
At this point, she is confident enough!
Although Leng Tuosen showed that he didn't care much about this son, after all, he was old and good, blood was thicker than water, and the emotions he inadvertently expressed could not be faked.
Although this son is young, he can still be her bargaining chip.
Who said that she would not have the opportunity to sit in the position of Leng’s mistress? Who said she can't be the queen mother of the curtain? Who said that her son was too late to compete with those three?
As long as she has enough wrists, she can do it all!
Leng Shaoyin has a son, and Leng Tuosen’s heart is the best, but Leng Shaoyin himself is not useful, he thinks that he is deep in his mind, but he can't match Leng Shaochen.
Leng Shaochen is great, but Leng Tuosen does not wait to see him. The possibility of winning the position of Patriarch is not as great as Leng Shaoyin's. Unless he can get rid of both Leng Tuosen and Leng Shaoyin, it is absolutely impossible. !
As for the second child, Leng Shaohai?
She sneered disdainfully, that waste had never been counted, neither Leng Tuosen nor herself had taken Leng Shaohai in his eyes.
"Woohoo! Mommy, Shenshen hurts! Shenshen hurts!" The little baby cried aggrievedly in her mother's arms.
Mommy just stood in a daze, completely ignoring him, the little boy was very wronged.
The woman glanced at the little boy in disgust. Although the child was hers, she was born to a man she didn't love. She couldn't like it anyway.
If it weren’t for this son to be useful to her, she wouldn’t care about his life or death!
"Okay, stop crying, Mommy will take you to the injection." In a blink of an eye, hiding the disgust under her eyes, the woman said softly, like a good and responsible mother.
On the other side of the phone, after Leng Tuosen hung up, his brows were loose and tight, and he made another call.
"Let me check Tong Ruo, and whose child is her!" Leng Tuosen frowned. For the past five years, Tong Ruo has been with Jin Yannuo, so he took it for granted that this child is Jin. Promised.
Just now it seems that no matter how much investigation is needed, Leng Shaochen's boy is not kind enough to accept the enemy's son.
Even if he loves Tongruo, Leng Tuosen still does not believe that Leng Shaochen can do this for her.
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At the same time, Leng Shaoyin looked out the window of the villa far away from the city and listened to the report at hand.
"How? That little bitch. What news is there, is the child dead?" Leng Shaoyin asked coldly.
"The child is okay." The subordinate said, "But young and old, when I was in the hospital, the subordinate saw Tong Ruo and her child."
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The monthly ticket list is dangerous again. The competition is too fierce, and the bird is rolling for a monthly ticket.
Seeking flowers, seeking purse~~~~╭(╯3╰)╮