831: Can't Cry If You're a Man

Can't Cry If You're a Man

"I dumped him!"1

Ahem.

The corners of Jiang Tingxu's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Dumped him?

What a liar!

"He'll cry when he wakes up."

The man stopped typing.

"He's almost four years old. It's time for him to sleep alone."

What he said was dignified and righteous. In fact, his mind was full of calculations.

Jiang Tingxu did not dispute him.

"If he wakes up in the middle of the night and cries, you go and comfort him."

"Okay!"

The man agreed quickly.

Jiang Tingxu did not say anything more. She picked up her phone and started browsing the news in bed.

Mo Boyuan had to finish the work that had accumulated in the past few days. It would take some time.

Half an hour passed. Jiang Tingxu was sleepy. She placed her phone on the bedside table and said, "I'm turning in."

"Okay, I'll work for a while more."

Jiang Tingxu had no idea when the man had finished his work and climbed into bed that night.

She was woken up by the crying of the child next door.

She kicked the man beside her.

"Mo Boyuan, our son is crying."

The man slowly woke up. In fact, he had not slept for long, so he was a little cranky.

"Let him cry. When he's tired from crying, he will stop!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

Jiang Tingxu's eyes widened. Wait, didn't he promise her before they went to bed?

He went back on his words so soon.

She glared at him fiercely, sat up, and prepared to get out the bed.

The despicable man didn't care about their son, but she did.

However, just as Jiang Tingxu sat up, the man also sat up. His expression was foul as he pinched the space between his brows.

"I'll go. You go back to sleep."

As he said that, he got out of the bed.

When he walked out of the room, Jiang Tingxu took the phone and looked at the time. It was almost five o'clock.

Next door.

Mo Boyuan opened the door and saw the little boy sitting on the bed crying.

"Why are you crying?"

Burp.

Suddenly hearing his father's voice, the little boy burped and looked over.

"Dad?"

It was very dim. After Mo Boyuan came in, he turned on all the lights and walked to the bed. He saw the boy's face was covered by tears and snot.

Disgusted, he took a few tissues from the side.

"Wipe your face yourself."

The little boy took the tissues and wiped his face.

"Dad, where were you and mom?"

He had just woken up and his first reaction was that his dad and mom were gone. He looked around but could not find them. This was his first time in this room, so he did not dare to go out to look for them. He could only sit on the bed and cry.

Mo Boyuan sat down and reached out to rub the little boy's little head.

"Dad and mom are just next door. We didn't disappear."

"Oh, but I was with Mom last night before I went to bed!"

Well.

Mo Boyuan's face had a hint of discomfort.

"Ahem, how old are you? When you were in the old mansion, you slept by yourself. Why do you insist on sleeping next to your mom every day now? Mo Zhining, are you a girl?"

At this age, boys were most afraid of being called a girl. He shook his head and said, "No, I am a man!"

Mo Boyuan placed his son back to the bed.

"Men don't cry. It's still early, so go back to sleep. I will be with you until you fall asleep, okay?"

A small hand reached out from under the blanket. "Okay!"

pqdm.com