amaotonovel Chapter 470 He Hit Him
Chapter 470 He Hit Him
Chapter 470 He Hit Him
"I don't like her at all." Fang Jinchen suddenly said this. He thought Yue Yirou was in a bad mood because of that woman earlier, and he didn't want her to misunderstand.
Yue Yirou didn't understand what he meant at first, but after thinking about it, she realized what he meant. Then, she gave him a gentle look with a smile.
After finding Xiao Chen, Yan Ye coldly led him away from the movie theater.
He was very angry and didn't feel like watching the movie with him anymore.
"Dad..." Xiao Chen twisted his little fingers, looked at Yan Ye's indifferent profile, and cautiously called out "Dad."
Yan Ye ignored him, not even glancing at him, and strode out while holding him, his face as cold as ice.
Xiao Chen dared not speak again, twisting her little fingers, silently lowering her eyes, her little face showing grievance.
Acheng was surprised to see them come out so quickly and wanted to ask why, but after seeing Yan Ye's face and Xiao Chen's expression, he guessed that Xiao Chen must have angered Yan Ye by being disobedient, so he didn't ask.
After getting into the car, Yan Ye remained silent with a stern face. Xiao Chen wanted to speak but didn't dare, and didn't know what to say, because he felt that his mother was acting strangely. He wanted to find out what was wrong with his mother before telling his father.
He sat quietly, head bowed, looking at his fingers.
The father and son remained silent throughout the journey, and neither Acheng nor the driver dared to speak. The atmosphere in the carriage was quiet and oppressive.
Yan Ye remained silent, actually waiting for Xiao Chen to apologize to him. If Xiao Chen took the initiative to apologize, he would forgive him this time. After all, Xiao Chen had gotten lost right under his nose, so he was also at fault. Moreover, Xiao Chen was his precious son, and he couldn't bear to scold or beat him.
However, Xiao Chen didn't admit her mistake until they got back to the hotel, which infuriated Yan Ye.
After sitting down on the sofa, Yan Ye gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled Xiao Chen over, pressed him onto his lap, and slapped him twice on the buttocks.
"Wah..." Xiao Chen cried out after being hit, his two short legs bouncing incessantly.
"Didn't I tell you not to run around everywhere? Why didn't you listen?" Yan Ye said, slapping Xiao Chen a few more times.
He was really angry, and looking back now, he is still very scared. He can't imagine what he would do if Xiao Chen had encountered bad people or if he couldn't be found.
How could he do this to Yi Rou?
"Waaah... Daddy, stop hitting me... Xiaochen is in pain... Uncle Cheng, help me..." Xiaochen cried as he wiped away his tears.
Ah Cheng watched anxiously and with heartache: "Young Master, the young master is still a child, not even three years old..."
"Acheng, I'm disciplining my son, don't interrupt, get out."
"Master..."
"go out."
Acheng dared not disobey Yan Ye, so he turned and walked out.
With a "smack," Xiao Chen's bottom was slapped again.
"Wah..." Xiao Chen's cries grew louder and louder.
"Do you know you were wrong? Will you dare to run around like that again?"
"Okay, Xiaochen knows he was wrong. He won't dare to run around like that again, boohoo..."
Although he was still very angry, he couldn't bear to hit him anymore. Every time he hit him, his heart ached terribly.
The pain felt by the father is the pain in his son's heart.
Yan Ye released Xiao Chen, but his expression was still very unpleasant: "Go stand facing the wall."
Xiao Chen sobbed, wiping away tears, as she dragged her heavy steps toward the wall to face it.
Looking at his small figure, Yan Ye felt a pang of pain in his heart. He reached out and covered his chest, then sighed, looked away from Xiao Chen, and got up to walk towards the bathroom.
Under the showerhead, Yan Ye leaned against the wall with one hand, staring at the floor, his expression a mixture of self-reproach and sadness.
Yi Rou, I hit Xiao Chen today...
When Yan Ye came out of the bathroom, Xiao Chen was leaning against the wall, dozing off. His little face was covered in tears, and he would sob from time to time. Seeing Yan Ye made Yan Ye feel heartbroken again.
He cursed himself inwardly, then walked over quietly and gently wiped away Xiao Chen's tears with the pad of his thumb.
Xiao Chen jolted awake, suddenly opened his eyes, and straightened his little body, pretending to face the wall seriously.
Yan Ye bent down and picked him up with a pained expression.
"Dad, my bottom hurts..." Xiao Chen said, frowning.
Upon hearing this, Yan Ye's face flashed with self-reproach. He quickly moved his arm away from Yan Ye's buttocks and changed his posture to hug him.
Afterwards, Yan Ye gently kissed Xiao Chen's forehead: "Xiao Chen, Daddy hit you so that you would remember not to run around like that again. Daddy lost your mother and was very afraid that he would lose you too. Daddy lost your mother and can't lose you too."
"Dad..." Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, then said after her starry eyes flickered, "I remember, Dad, I will never run away again."
After saying that, Xiao Chen raised his hand and hugged Yan Ye's neck, kissing him on the cheek: "Dad, I'm sorry, I made you worry."
Yan Ye hugged him tightly, rubbed his face against his, and then carried him into the bathroom to help him take a bath.
When Yan Ye pulled down his pants and saw his swollen, red bottom, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
"Dad, why are you hitting yourself?"
"mosquito."
After taking a shower, Yan Ye carried Xiao Chen into the bedroom, laid him on the bed, and applied medicine to him.
By this time, Xiao Chen was very sleepy. Before the medicine was even finished being applied, he fell asleep. In his drowsy state, he mumbled, "Dad, I saw Mom."
Yan Ye heard this and was startled. He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up at Xiao Chen, but when he saw that Xiao Chen's eyes were closed, he assumed that Xiao Chen was talking in his sleep.
“I saw your mother too, I see her every night, in my dreams.” He gazed at Xiao Chen’s cute little face and said softly, his eyes filled with deep pain.
"Dad, where's your phone? I want to see Mom's pictures."
As soon as Xiao Chen woke up in the morning, she started nagging for Yan Ye's phone.
"Come brush your teeth, wash your face, and have breakfast first," Yan Ye beckoned to him.
Xiao Chen's bottom no longer hurt, and she ran towards Yan Ye with her bare feet.
Seeing his actions, Yan Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Chen ate breakfast faster than ever before today. As soon as he finished, he shouted to Yan Ye, "Dad, I want to see Mom's picture."
Yan Ye didn't say anything and handed him the phone.
The phone's screen saver is a photo of Yue Yirou, which can be seen as soon as you press the power button.
After staring at Yue Yirou's photo for a while, Xiao Chen looked up at Yan Ye and asked, "Dad, does Mom love me?"
Yan Ye glanced at him sideways: "Nonsense."
Xiao Chen, gritting his teeth, continued to ask, "Will Mommy not want me anymore?"
"Even if your mother doesn't want me, I won't abandon you." Yan Ye's words carried a hint of bitterness.
Xiao Chen stuck out his little tongue, his little head deep in thought.
Since his mother loves him so much, and he looks so much like his father, there's no way she wouldn't recognize him.
The only possibility is that Mom has amnesia and doesn't remember anything.
"Dad, I'm going to go into the room to take a look." Xiao Chen said, getting off the chair and running towards the bedroom with Yan Ye's phone in his hand.