Chapter 1298

Chapter 1298

On the day when the dragon and phoenix twins caught Zhou, his younger brother Shang Yao only grabbed the supreme rare gold card.

And this also means that Shang Yao is only one year old, and he can sit on an equal footing with Shang Yu at the Venus Auction.

Even the level of authority in the club is higher than that of Li Qiao.

As for Shang Qi, who was loved by thousands of people, she only caught one thing, the sable and the wolf hair.

According to the tradition and implication of Zhua Zhou, if a child grasps a brush, he will probably become a calligrapher or a scholar in the future.

Seeing this scene, the happiest thing is Li Guangming.

He stepped forward to hug Shang Qi, and said with a loud smile, "Xiao Yunhong, since you like brushes, grandpa will teach you how to write with brushes every day, okay?"

Even Li Qiao was a little surprised, her daughter didn't seem to follow the usual path.

Shang Qi lay obediently in Li Guangming's arms, clutching the wolf hair, and began to pluck the hair seriously.

From the looks of it, this group pet girl chose wolves not because she likes them, but because... she wants to destroy them.

Everything seems to be beautiful and vivid, but because Li Qiao and Shang Yu have devoted too much attention and energy to the twins in the past two years, this also caused them to ignore Shang Yin unconsciously.

And this epiphany comes from Shang Yin's cleverness and understanding.

Because of the scene where twins caught Zhou, almost everyone gathered around the two little guys to watch him, including Li Qiao and Shang Yu.

If Luo Yu hadn't raised her stomach to remind Li Qiao, she wouldn't have noticed that Shang Yin had disappeared.

Outside the door of the function hall, Luo Yu, who was seven months pregnant, raised her head towards the villa next door, "Madam, Master Xiao Yin seems to have returned to his room."

Li Qiao followed the trend, her mood was inexplicably complicated.

A little sour and a little sore.

Li Qiao swallowed her throat, and walked to the next door without saying a word.

After the twins were born, Xiao Shangyin voluntarily gave up the children's room next to the master bedroom.

Looking back on the past six months or even longer, Shang Yin seemed to be living and playing quietly by himself.

Brothers and sisters are too young, and they are bound to take away more attention and love.

But Shang Yin, he never competed for favor or mischievously attracted attention for this.

Li Qiao couldn't even remember the last time she picked up Shang Yin.

An unprecedented sense of guilt and indebtedness filled my heart.

Li Qiao's usual lazy pace also became faster and faster.

The living room of the villa next door was empty, with fresh untouched fruit on the coffee table and a small bottle of unfinished yogurt next to it.

The decoration style of the huge villa is the same as that of the main house, but every corner seems to be filled with the shadow of Xiao Shangyin moving here alone.

The corners of Li Qiao's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was choked up. When she lifted her foot to go upstairs, Shang Yin's clear and milky voice came over.

"Baibai, don't bite the box, it will break."

"Don't lick it, don't get wet."

Li Qiao stood where she was, staring intently at the stairs, her eyes getting more and more sour.

In just a few seconds, two figures, one man and one tiger, came down.

Xiao Shangyin held a beautiful small box with one hand, and walked down the railing with the other hand.

And the white tiger held a huge basket in its mouth, and inside it was a large and exquisite gift box.

The first one to see Li Qiao was the white tiger. Its fat body trembled, and it jumped down with a basket in its mouth.

"Baibai, don't..." Before Xiao Shangyin finished speaking, he turned around and saw Li Qiao, "Mama!"

He called happily, and stepped down the stairs at a faster pace.

At this moment, the white tiger was shaking its body and rubbing against Li Qiao's legs, and Xiao Shang Yin also came to her, holding the gift box and shouting again, "Ma Ma."

Li Qiao knelt down and looked at him with burning eyes, "Why did you come back by yourself?"

Shang Yin patted the box in his arms, "Come back and get gifts from younger siblings."

Li Qiao lowered her eyes, only then did she see that the wrapping paper outside the box was not particularly smooth, and some places were crooked.

The little guy pointed to the little basket in the tiger's mouth again, "That belongs to my sister."

Li Qiao couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, it was complicated and strange.

She leaned forward to embrace Shang Yin, tilted her head and kissed his cheek, "Are you afraid of living here alone?"

"Not afraid." Shang Yin obediently leaned on her shoulder, pointed fingers and said, "Uncle and Aunt Yu, as well as Uncle Yun, Uncle Wang, and Uncle Feng are all here, I'm not afraid."

It wasn't until this day that Li Qiao knew that Gu Chen, who was joined by four assistants, had slept in Shang Yin's villa with him.

Perhaps in their eyes, even though the twins are cute and lovable, even if Shang Qi is the only little daughter, Shang Yin is still their most cherished and beloved little prince.

But this love cannot make up for the neglect and carelessness of the parents at all.

Li Qiao's heart was sour and her sense of guilt soared. She hugged Shang Yin and said softly, "Let's go, mom will accompany you to deliver gifts."

Shang Yin wrapped his arms around Li Qiao's neck, his small forehead pressed against her face, "Ma Ma, am I heavy?"

"It's not heavy." The little guy felt relieved, and obediently lay on her body, not forgetting to greet Bai Hu, "Bai Bai, follow."

...

It was night, and the twins had fallen asleep peacefully.

Li Qiao took a shower and returned to the master bedroom, but couldn't feel at ease.

She searched around but couldn't find Shang Yu, so she changed her clothes after thinking about it and went out.

The night was thick, it was half past eight.

Shang Yin's villa was brightly lit, but the living room was deserted.

The corridor on the second floor was unusually quiet.

Even the dim light could not dispel the desolation of the dark night, Li Qiao turned the corner, and a ray of light from an incandescent lamp leaked through the gap in the door.

Li Qiao walked over and saw Shang Yu in the room through the gap.

Shang Yin has already fallen asleep, lying on the double bed, looking extraordinarily petite.

At this time, Shang Yu was sitting sideways on the bedside, rubbing his head lightly, the light from the incandescent lamp fell on the man's eyes, reflecting a dim light.

Li Qiao opened the door and walked in lightly.

Shang Yu turned his head to look at her, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come here before your hair was dry?"

Li Qiao shook her head, but did not answer.

Walking to the man's side, they looked at the sleeping Shang Yin with him.

She came to the little guy's bedroom many times, and usually the servants cleaned it up, so she rarely paid attention to the changes in the room.

Looking around now, many of the furnishings in my impression have changed positions, and the thick carpet has also been removed at some point.

Li Qiao scanned the bathroom from the corner of her eye, and happened to see the small blue stool next to the sink.

Shang Yin is not tall enough, he stepped on it every day when he washed.

Li Qiao closed her eyes at once, feeling an indescribable discomfort brewing in her heart.

She cried a lot, and there were reasons for the few times she shed tears.

But tonight, seeing the small stool that Shang Yin usually stepped on, the neat little books on the desk in the corner, and even seeing his little hand holding the quilt while sleeping, he shed a tear unexpectedly.

Children who are too sensible always make people feel distressed at certain moments.

Li Qiao turned her face away, thinking distressedly, it would be great if Shang Yin could cry, make trouble, and fight for favor.