Chapter 290 Mommy Doesn’t Cry

She tried hard to control the raging anger in her heart, and reassured herself a million times that he was drunk and a drunkard. Why should she be angry with a drunkard?

Xiao Qi hid in Ling Sheng's arms, crying until she was out of breath. After shouting for grandpa in a hoarse voice, she raised her head with red eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Mommy, where is grandpa going?"

Ling Sheng looked at the chaotic living room and was so angry that every cell in his body was trembling uncontrollably. He gritted his teeth and said, "He can go wherever he wants!"

"But grandpa is drunk." Xiao Qi sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes: "Is grandpa going to be okay?"

Ling Sheng finally felt uneasy. When she ran downstairs, she saw a red Ferrari jumping out of the garage and disappearing in front of her eyes at a life-threatening speed.

Tears fell suddenly and unsatisfactorily, and I felt so uncomfortable that my chest felt like it was going to burst. I sat on the steps at the door of the community with Xiaoqi in my arms.

"Mommy, don't cry." Xiaoqi stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and his young and hoarse voice made people feel distressed: "Mommy, don't cry, grandpa is drunk."

"Xiao Qi, let's go." Ling Sheng cried angrily. She didn't want to cry in front of her son. She was so embarrassed, but she couldn't bear it at all. Her inner hints over and over again had no effect. Her voice broke: "Tomorrow at dawn , let’s go.”

She thought that after such a long time, Daddy Scumbag had developed feelings for them.

But she thought it was just her self-righteousness. What a drunkard told the truth after drinking.

He finally told the truth, but he still wanted to drive them away. She would leave tomorrow and disappear from his eyes with Xiaoqi, out of his sight and annoying him.

"What about grandpa?" Xiaoqi hugged her neck and felt even more uncomfortable when she saw mommy crying sadly: "Mommy doesn't cry."

"He may be so happy when we leave!" Ling Sheng sniffed and hugged her son: "Mommy, don't cry, stop crying."

Xiao Qi didn't know what to do, bit her lip, looked at Mommy and nodded: "Xiao Qi will go wherever Mommy goes."

Grandpa is so terrible today.

Does Grandpa really hate him and Mommy that much?

It started to rain lightly outside, and a gust of cold wind blew. She shivered involuntarily because of the cold. She took off her coat and wrapped it around Xiao Qi, then carried him home.

The room was in a mess, as if it had gone through a world war. Ling Sheng packed up her things and looked at the cake that had been stepped on. Xiaoqi inserted it one by one, and she was reluctant to eat it. All the strawberries left for him were stepped on. Rotten.

Suddenly, I felt a bit ironic that the sincerity they had offered to him was trampled under his feet.

She knew that he really hated their mother and son. If the grandparents hadn't been there, he would have kicked them out long ago.

Xiaoqi squatted beside her to help, pursed her lips and looked at Mommy and then at the cake. Her tears couldn't help but fall again. She was afraid of being discovered by her, so she hurriedly pretended to get the broom.

Ling Sheng had made up her mind and left with Xiao Qi the next day. She packed her luggage and looked at houses, so she rented a house in the community next to Xiao Qi's kindergarten.

Two bedrooms and one living room are enough. She and Xiaoqi share the same room, and her grandparents used to have a place to live.

Unexpectedly, her fifth uncle Lu Yubai called. After answering the phone, he sat on the ground without moving for a long time.

"Mommy." Xiaoqi looked at Mummy sitting on the ground and not packing her things, and asked cautiously: "Are we still moving?"