58: Father's mood

Father's mood

After pondering for a long time, he coldly said: 0

"I understand. This is very dangerous, especially during childbirth. For ZuoWeiYang... "It's too dangerous." His fingertips were cold, and his hand clenched into a fist on his knee, making a white mark.

Finally, when everyone was depressed, he proposed his own method:

"So... "I mean, don't have children."

"Lucheng what did you say!"

Zuo Junyuan was furious. He was a hundred times more furious than when Lucheng had threatened him with 300 million dollars and when he married ZuoWeiYang to him.

The chair was kicked open by him, so he got up and lifted Lucheng collar. He was about to swing his fist. Lucheng couldn't fight back and allowed him to vent his anger. He took a heavy punch himself.

Although Zuo Junyuan was already a middle-aged man, his body had been well maintained. After retiring early, he had spent all day relaxing and practicing martial arts. He had also learned some martial arts. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth Lucheng this punch. He used his hand to wipe it off, but Zuo Junyuan still refused to give up. He raised his hand and was about to punch again.

The others hurriedly went to stop him. Old Zuo lady was also anxious on the big screen, but he couldn't persuade her on the spot. He could only watch as his Sun Wan Er son-in-law's beautiful face turned red and his heart ached. He was too angry at what he had just said and felt that he should be taught a lesson.

"Dad, calm down!"

ZuoJian Xiao firmly held onto his father, who was rarely angry. At the same time, Ruan Hao, who had always been quiet, finally spoke with a pained tone.

"Jun Yuan, stop!" Ruan Hao stood in front of the Lucheng. Shui Xing's eyes, which were incomparably similar to ZuoWeiYang, were filled with sorrow and despair.

"He... "That makes sense."

Zuo Junyuan no longer had the strength to make a move. His entire body softened and ZuoJian Xiao hurriedly helped him to the chair and sat down.

The one who loved his child the most was always his mother. Ruan Hao had already said that, what else could others say?

Old Zuo lady sighed on the big screen and said:

"All of you are treating ZuoWeiYang better now. As for the rest, I'll think about it..." "Think about it again."

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After Lucheng went upstairs, the door was quiet. He suddenly didn't want to push open the door. Standing outside the door, he might be able to imagine what kind of warm and unworldly scene it was. However, once he pushed open the door, he would have no choice but to touch her with the matters of the mortal world.

However, he still had to face what he should face.

Lucheng gently pushed the door open, revealing only a crack in the door. He saw that both his nephew and nephew were sitting on the ground. For a moment, he was a little worried about ZuoWeiYang body. However, when he saw that there was a cushion underneath her, he felt a little relieved. ZuoSiLi was still sensible and considerate.

She was guiding ZuoSiLi drawing with her hand in hand. There was a large piece of rice paper on the ground. The little guy was almost kneeling on it. From his perspective, he could see that there was a handmaiden with a hairpin on it. It was slightly less charming, but it was quite delicate.

ZuoWeiYang actually had a small hobby. He really liked to apply nail polish. He didn't know why. Seven years ago, she clearly did n' t like any decorations. Now, she didn't like them either, but only nail polish. The dressing table at home was full of nail polish. She had always painted her nails in various colors. There was no special pattern, but she had never stopped. It was only a few days before the news that she was pregnant that she started to give up. As a result, the color she had painted started to peel off.

However, even his fingernails were still as good-looking as they were. Her hands were very good-looking, and she looked even better when painting. Perhaps, she was very good-looking in his heart. Everything was fine, she was weak, arrogant, and cold.

Just like that, he quietly watched ZuoWeiYang teach ZuoSiLi how to draw the handmaiden diagram. It took almost half an hour from the hook to the coloring. Then, ZuoSiLi carried his own work and proudly invited her for meritorious service. She smiled brilliantly and warmly. Lucheng suddenly felt his chest shrink and his eyes drooped. He had no choice but to break this beautiful scene.

"ZuoWeiYang, are you done?"

ZuoWeiYang almost jumped in fright when she heard this sudden voice. She didn't even feel Lucheng outside the door.

"Okay, okay."

"Uncle, have you come up to look for Aunt?"

ZuoSiLi was still focused on his work. He quickly raised his eyes and spoke to Lucheng. At the same time, he didn't forget to show off his work to him." Come over and take a look. Is the maid I' m painting nice?"

Lucheng didn't perfunctorily praise him directly. Instead, he walked over and looked at him seriously. In the end, he came to a conclusion:

"At your age, you've been able to achieve this level in the first time you' ve drawn a character painting. You're indeed very talented. Although you do n' t have enough talent, you'll definitely be able to draw better in time."

"Really?"

ZuoSiLi knew that his uncle was the most straightforward person in the family, so he naturally believed what he said. He was so happy that his eyes were filled with little stars as he hugged the painting and jumped up.

ZuoWeiYang looked at his little nephew helplessly. Wasn't he clearly the one who taught him how to draw? Why did Lucheng take away all the credit and hard work?

Just as she was ZuoSiLi happy and ZuoWeiYang disappointed, she suddenly felt her hand being lifted and held by someone. She lifted it to her lips and gently kissed her fingertips. Her entire body trembled. She wanted to stop her hand, but she was afraid that the sound would alarm ZuoSiLi. She could only watch helplessly as Lucheng suddenly kissed her fingertips.

His lips were cold, but his expression was gentle. Because the room was worried that the light would affect the angle of view of the painting, he pulled up a curtain and turned on a warm yellow light. His tall body fell from his body as if it was covered with golden light. He leaned over and closed his eyes, all his pride bent over. He was gentle and affectionate, like he was treating a child.

He said:

"Let's go home."

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Soon, it was night time. ZuoWeiYang was actually feeling disappointed because Lucheng had not shown any joy ever since she found out that she was pregnant. Moreover, this kind of disappointment was getting worse and worse. Now, it had condensed into her lying on the bed with her back facing him.

But to Lucheng, wasn't it not contradictory?

A man could not understand a mother's feelings. Similarly, a woman could not understand a father's feelings.

Indeed, before he found out that ZuoWeiYang was pregnant, he hoped that they would have a child that belonged to him. However, when he really had this child, he realized that compared to this child, he wanted to ZuoWeiYang safe and healthy.

Facing the ZuoWeiYang who refused to even glance at her, Lucheng touched her hair in the darkness and suddenly said:

"ZuoWeiYang, you're angry. After knowing that you were pregnant, I didn't seem very happy. You think I do n' t like it. ZuoWeiYang, you don't even know how much I like this child. However, those who knew that they were mothers would be overwhelmed by joy. Do you know your physical condition? "Do you know what my family and I said today?"

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