Became the Male Lead's Wealthy Stepmother

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when he saw that the person coming was Butler Cen instead of Wen Tuduo. Zhou Shaoyu's two little fleshy hands tightly grasped the fence pole, and his big eyes were quickly covered with a layer of moist mist.

Does his mother not want him anymore? Why don't you take him back to bed?

Zhou Shaoyu hugged the stuffed lion in his arms tightly, which still smelled like his mother, and couldn't help but shed tears. He wiped his tears with his little hands like a self-taught person. Originally, this action was only done by his mother.

The delicate skin around Zhou Shaoyu's eyes and nose quickly turned red.

Zhou Zhiyue let out an unnoticeable sigh. He unlocked the fence door, took the little guy out, and put him on the big bed. He rubbed Zhou Shaoyu's curly hair and said helplessly: "Don't cry, I'll tell you." Story."

Zhou Zhiyue put Zhou Shaoyu in an autumn split-leg sleeping bag and turned on two warm yellow wall lamps, and a sense of warmth instantly rose in the usually empty and cold room.

He picked up Zhou Shaoyu and laid him down beside the bed, opened Wen Yuduo and gave them carefully selected bedtime readings, all of which were short stories about the parent-child relationship between parents and babies.

Zhou Zhiyue doesn’t know how to teach picture books to children. He opened the book and read the words carefully, "The orangutan father and the orangutan mother took the little orangutan's hands and went home together. The little orangutan said, Mom and Dad, I love you. The parents looked at the little orangutan kindly and said, baby , we love you too..."

Although Zhou Shaoyu couldn't understand, he saw the baby orangutan in the picture hugging his mother, and Zhou Shaoyu couldn't help wiping away tears again.

Zhou Zhiyue frowned and changed the book, "The rabbit father, the rabbit mother and the baby rabbit are one family, and they are sleeping in the nest. The goldfish father, the goldfish mother, and the goldfish baby are one family, and they are sleeping in the fish tank. "Yeah..."

Zhou Shaoyu pouted. He saw that every little animal in the picture book had a mother, and the little animals fell asleep with their mothers. The little guy felt even more depressed, with wet tears covering his entire little face.

Zhou Zhiyue: "..."

Zhou Zhiyue helped Zhou Shaoyu wipe away his tears. In order not to continue irritating Zhou Shaoyu, Zhou Zhiyue selected among many picture books and finally found two books specifically about fathers.

It can be seen that there are not many men who can independently bear the responsibility of childcare. Even the picture books on the market are almost all about mothers, or about parents, but there are very few specifically about fathers.

He paused for a moment and opened the book about his father, "Dad's quilt is big, and mine is small. Dad's toothbrush is big, and mine is small. Dad's plate is big, and mine is small." The plate is small..."

Zhou Zhiyue's voice was very magnetic, but at the moment his voice was flat and his story was emotionless, just like the tone he usually used during morning meetings in the company.

Zhou Shaoyu looked at the pages that were turned down one by one and listened to the boring stories. He hugged the little lion in his arms tightly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Before he finished listening to these two books, Zhou Shaoyu fell asleep.

There were a few tear stains on his pink and white face covered with fine fluff, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth in his dream, maybe he was dreaming about his favorite mother.