Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 682: V552: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [53]

Chapter 682: V552: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is staying together through life and death. [53]

This state embarrassed Lu Xin.

Waiting until it was time to eat again.

Facing Shen Funni placing the flower box on He Yunshen’s side, he suddenly covered his nose, multiple sneezes in a row, which made Shen Funni feel a bit frightened and apologetic at the same time. She glanced apologetically at herself, and slightly moved the flower box to a farther position.

Lu Xin was really like: "..."

Finally, during the meal, He Yunshen neither wanted to eat this nor that, only when Shen Funni fed him did he eat a few bites.

Lu Xin really wanted to ask, "Did your father send you here just for this?"

But Shen Funni just couldn’t recognize her son. If she did, there would certainly be emotional ties, and since the little fellow didn’t dare to call her ’Mom,’ he just pretended not to know.

So facing a nice candlelight dinner, he ate alone with his head down.

A feeling of being speechless: "..."

...

The little fellow was noisy all the way, which made Shen Funni feel very sorry.

Because in her impression, the little boy was very well-behaved and obedient, even if she had to film all day, he would sit at the filming location and play quietly without causing any trouble.

But today...

Upon parting, Shen Funni looked at Lu Xin and couldn’t help but apologize, "I’m really sorry about tonight, your original plan is all ruined."

Lu Xin had actually invited a violinist to play music in the evening, but unfortunately, the whole dinner was interrupted by He Yunshen constantly asking about how to play, how to do it.

That left the violinist awkwardly explaining to the little fellow, so although the service was considered attentive, the atmosphere was still...

Shen Funni helplessly lowered her head.

Lu Xin saw this, and how could he bear to blame her at all, so with a gentle smile, Lu Xin said, "It’s okay. If we have children in the future, they would be like this too, just think of it as practice in advance. I think it’s pretty good, especially when I’m with you, everything is good."

Noble, elegant, capable of glossing over such unpleasantness with words of enjoyment, and with a deep, affectionate gaze.

For a moment, Shen Funni’s heart was full of emotion.

Thinking about the gentleness and care she never received from He Qimo.

So she nodded, without being overly sentimental, and simply said, "Good..."

Such an answer made the corners of Lu Xin’s lips curl up with a smile.

However, the little He Yunshen under the table, even if he were a fool, he could understand that this uncle wanted to have other babies with his mom. In an instant, thinking about his all-night fight, just about to push the uncle away, and then hearing such a response, he was depressed.

Thinking again about how his mom left him after giving birth to him, and now she wanted to have a baby with another uncle, he felt heartbroken.

At night, when Shen Funni finished washing clothes for the little fellow and returned, she found the little boy curled up into a ball, not knowing what kind of nightmare he was having, eyes tightly shut, sobbing and trembling.

The little figure wasn’t big to begin with, curling up like this, he looked like a little kitten.

Shen Funni felt distressed and wanted to go over to hold and comfort the little fellow.

But unfortunately, whether it was the angle, or something the little fellow muttered in dreams that made her feel a shudder.

Anyway, hearing the little fellow cry out in his dream, "Daddy, I want mommy, I want mommy..."

The memory of Little Hetao crying and calling "Mommy" once again flooded her mind.

Looking again at the little boy’s jet-black hair, tightly shut, with knife-like sharp features from top to bottom.

She had secretly watched He Qimo like this countless times while he slept.

And at this moment, Shen Funni’s heartbeat started to accelerate, once, twice, ten times, a hundred times...