Xiao Han's face turned red.

"I think you're old. You're going to commit suicide because of that old thing. It's stupid!" Xiao Han scolded him a little lower.

Fu Shiting: "As people grow older, their temper does change. When I first met your mother, your mother suffered a lot of grievances with me. Of course, I was also very aggrieved at that time. Mom, I like your mom very much."

Xiaohan didn't know much about their past.

So I suddenly heard Fu Shiting talk about it and thought it was very interesting, without interruption.

When Qin Anan came back, the living room was peaceful.

The nanny walked up to her with a smile, and whispered to her, "the two of them didn't quarrel. Mr. Fu follows Xiaohan in everything, and doesn't give Xiaohan a chance to get angry at all."

Qin Anan exhaled silently.

"Boss, should I go buy chestnuts?" Ah Hao asked behind her.

"Okay." Qin Anan responded, walked to Xiaohan and sat down, "Xiaohan, let mother see your face."

"It's alright." Xiaohan didn't want his mother to see the scars on his face.

Qin Anan grabbed his hand and held it in his own. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Xiaohan, we can't look at your father in the eyes of normal people now. When people are sick, their minds are very fragile. Your father The situation is like a terminally ill person, his condition is worse than that of ordinary patients. So I have been careful, afraid that he will be stimulated."

"It turns out that every time I'm careful, I'm reminding him that he's not the Fu Shiting he used to be." Qin Anan added, "We'll just treat him as a normal person in the future."

Fu Shiting got up from the sofa with an embarrassed look: "Let's go to dinner!"

"Mom, I just drank the soup, and I don't want to eat it now. Go eat it!" Xiao Han took his hand out of his mother's palm and walked outside.

"Xiaohan, it's cold outside, you have to wear a coat!" Qin Anan was worried and went to his room to get him a coat.

Xiaohan stood at the door of the villa, leaning on his side, waiting for his mother to bring his coat.

Fu Shiting stood in the living room, also turned his body sideways, his eyes fell on Xiaohan.

Out of the corner of Xiaohan's eyes, he saw that his father was looking at him, and he was very uncomfortable, so he lowered his head, raised his foot and kicked the stone that did not exist under his feet.

Not long after, Qin Anan came out with Xiaohan's coat and put it on Xiaohan.

"Put the mask on." She took out a mask from the shoe cabinet and handed it to him, "Don't go far, come back for dinner after a walk."

Xiaohan put on his mask and went out.

Qin Anan watched Xiaohan walk away, and then walked towards Fu Shiting.

"What did you talk to Xiaohan about?"

"We talked about our past. I don't know if we don't talk, but after chatting, I realize that so many years have passed."

"Does he like to hear those things?"

"Didn't you tell him about our past?" Fu Shiting asked, "He listened very carefully."

"What's there to talk about in the past." Her cheeks were hot, thinking about their past, her face became even hotter, "Don't you feel ashamed to tell your child this?"

"What's there to be ashamed of. At his age, he has already reached the age when he is in love. Maybe some day a little girl will lead him by the nose." Fu Shiting looked like he could see through everything. The person who lives with him must be a girl with a sweet personality."

"Are you indirectly praising me for being sweet?" Qin Anan raised her eyebrows.

"It used to be sweet." He seemed to be reminiscing, and after recalling, he concluded, "You are more domineering now." JrNovels.com