Otoya was silent. She hated him being so messy. She had been used to serving others since she was a child, and the young master had a very bad temper.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he shook the cup and drank it.

After struggling for an hour, he became sleepy due to the infusion. Otomi turned the air conditioner to automatic mode and walked out quietly.

As soon as the door was closed, the person on the bed opened her eyes. With a strong aura, her eyes swept over the place where she had just stood, and it was already cold.

she left.

Fu Lingzhi sighed, luckily it was a military marriage and she had a son to drag her along, otherwise she would have divorced him long ago.

***

Otomi parked the car in the courtyard of the villa, pressed the password, and the carved iron door opened with a bang.

Turn on the light on the wall, and you will see a long corridor when you enter, where you can change shoes, take off clothes, take a shower, and go to bed.

It wasn't until she closed the bedroom door that her heart completely calmed down. She was very tired today. He made her laugh and cry. He shouldn't have done this to her.

But what can she do? Be patient and indifferent.

***

Fu Lingzhi called guard Chu Huai and explained the main affairs of the army during the past few days when he was hospitalized.

Just as he hung up, the phone rang again. This time it was Bai Mo. He frowned, paused for a few seconds, and then picked up.

The call was connected, but there was no word on the other side. Bai Mo was a little timid, "Ling Zhi..."

"Didn't I just say that I'm fine!" Fu Lingzhi snorted impatiently.

Bai Mo turned off the speakerphone in embarrassment. Seeing that his father looked bad, his little face was bruised and purple, "I'm fine, I'll let you rest."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Lingzhi had already hung up. Bai Muhai burped and felt embarrassed, "What kind of boyfriend did you say you had! You haven't even asked him for money yet!"

Bai Mo was silent, feeling depressed in her heart. She was afraid that this big shot would be gone soon.

For a princeling like him, who occupies a high position, except for his wife at home, everything else is just a cloud.

***

Otoya opened his eyes, got out of bed and got dressed. There was a consultation for an epilepsy patient in the afternoon.

When I went out, I glanced at her home reflexively. It was even deadlier than a painting, so quiet that I couldn't breathe.

She looked at the time and saw that it was half past one, which was exactly the time Xiaonian called her every day.

He has mild autism and is a silent but affectionate little boy. He does not want to live in a nursery and pesters his mother to demand his liberation.

But what could Otoya do? Born in such a family, his father focused 90% on his military and political career and 10% on his lover. His mother was a doctor who was always available when called.

She will probably never forget the first day she sent Xiaonian to the nursery. His little body leaned on the railing and looked at her with tender eyes filled with despair.
Chapter completed!