The little finger appeared in front of little five, as if waiting for his fingers to hook up together.


    Little five turned around, his face was full of stiffness and indifference, expressionless, and he was unwilling to play this boring pull and hook game with him.


    "Childish."


    Xia Yuchen raised his small head and threatened to say, "brother Xiaowu, if you don''t hook up with me, I''ll tell my uncle that you bully me."


    Hearing his threat, Xiao Wu could not help frowning: "do you play such a mean means?"


    The little guy grabbed his finger and hooked it on his little finger.


    "Well, we''ve already pulled the hook. That''s the agreement."


    Little five immediately pulled back his hand, which surrounded his arms: "boring."


    Cold home on the other side.


    In the hall, Leng AoXiong is sitting in front of the tea table reading the book of economics, while Leng Lingfeng is pouring tea for him.


    "Father, it''s late now. You should have a rest."


    Lengao bear raised his eyes, looked at the clock and the closed door.


    "Wait."


    He seems to be waiting for something.


    Until the door of Leng''s home was opened, Leng Jiting in a wheelchair came back.


    Leng Ao Xiong suddenly stood up from the sofa and closed the book in his hand and put it aside.


    "Ji Ting, you''re back. Have you eaten yet? "


    Leng Jiting brushed past him indifferently, "eat."


    Looking at him who was about to leave, Leng Ao Xiong still shouted at him: "Ji Ting, I helped you contact the best professor in the world. I believe he will make your legs recover and stand up again."


    He felt very guilty when he saw that he had been sitting in a wheelchair for some reason.


    Leng Lingfeng stood aside and looked at Leng Ao Xiong''s concern for Leng Jiting one by one.


    Leng Jiting sat in a wheelchair and didn''t even turn around to see his father behind him.


    He said lightly, "no, I think it''s good now."


    Leng Ao Xiong grabbed the wheelchair under him and wouldn''t let him leave, so he came to him.


    His face was full of seriousness and helplessness.


    "Ji Ting, I know. You still blame me. I blame my indifference to you for so many years. That''s because whenever I see you, I think of your mother. "


    His trembling hand touched Leng Jiting''s face slightly.


    Leng Jiting''s face seemed to coincide with the face of a woman in his fantasy, without trace.


    It seemed that there was no one else in front of him, just the person he thought about day and night.


    "Ji Ting, do you know? The more you grow up, the more like your mother. You look like your mother. "


    With a slap, Leng Jiting firmly grasped lengao bear''s hand in the palm of his hand and didn''t give him any chance to touch himself.


    "So? What are you trying to tell me? Tell me you were indifferent and indifferent to me because I looked like my mother? Or do you care about me now because I look like my mother? "


    His words were as sharp as a knife.


    Seemingly harmless, but one knife after another straight into the cold and arrogant bear''s heart.


    He was silent for a long time. When Leng Jiting mentioned his mother, he felt a little more guilty.


    And pain.


    The pain of the past.


    "Ji Ting, don''t say that."


    Leng Jiting sneered: "don''t say that? Isn''t that what I said? Father, since you decided to alienate me because of your mother at the beginning, there is no need to approach me because of your mother. "


    "Boy, you may have misunderstood things before. But I hope our family can get along well. "


    In front of Leng Jiting, who has always been strong and arrogant, Leng Jiting put down all his airs and momentum, and was a little more soft and yielding.


    Leng Jiting heard the words before, and his mood became uncontrollable.


    The green veins on his forehead jumped up one by one, and the seemingly delicate face like a fairy was also dizzy with countless anger.


    "Not mentioned before? Father, have you forgotten how I came here before? I have never had a birthday since I was born. Not even my birthday! "


    He clenched his fist. "Just because my birthday is my mother''s death! Forget it. Since I was a child, I have been ignored by you and not accepted. I can''t even sit at the same table with you. "


    "It was not until I grew up that I got a little better. But what did you do to me after you learned that my legs were disabled? You immediately revoked my successor''s position, leaving me with nothing and giving everything to Leng Lingfeng. "


    His fist slapped on the wheelchair: "I don''t care about these fame and power. But at that time, I was so hurt. As a father, where are you? "


    "Have you ever appeared to comfort me? Have you ever cared about my legs? You didn''t, but today, three years later, you suddenly appeared and told me you wanted to cure my leg. Don''t you think it''s funny? "


    Leng Jiting sneered at himself: "father, when you miss your mother, have you ever thought that if it weren''t for you, your mother would die? If you had trusted your mother at that time... "


    "Shut up!"


    Leng Ao Xiong scowled and slapped Leng Jiting in the face.


    Soon, Leng Jiting left a clearly visible palm print on his face.


    "What do you know about the past? What do you know? All you know is what you heard outside! When did the tutor of the cold family teach you to talk to your father like this? "


    The word "mother" is like a time bomb in the cold and arrogant bear.


    I don''t know when it will explode with a bang.


    No one knows.


    Leng Jiting raised his face again, leaving a slap print, and looked at the cold and arrogant bear in front of him.


    There is not a trace of fear and fear in my eyes, but more indifference that I despise.


    "Father, you keep saying that I am your son and you care about me. But in fact, you''ve always been skeptical, haven''t you? "


    The cold and arrogant bear paused slightly, "what do you doubt?"


    He seemed to have guessed something, and a guilty light flashed in his eyes.


    Leng Jiting''s eyes seemed to condense suddenly and turned to the cold and arrogant bear in front of him.


    "I doubt I''m your own son," he said word by word


    Lengao bear''s mind was guessed and frowned: "don''t talk nonsense."


    "Stop fooling yourself, father, you''ve always suspected. That''s why you have been indifferent to me for so many years, and even quickly transferred all your property and identity to lenglingfeng after seeing my accident, haven''t you? "