Reborn, the yandere CEO cries and begs the baby to love him

"Is white socks, white skirts, and white shoes more important, or is happiness more important?" Shang Sinian gently touched her head and whispered, "Happiness is more important!"

Seeing that she was still hesitant, the man simply picked her up and stepped into the puddle. The rain splashed and soaked the hem of her skirt.

She could feel the man's hot chest, her heartbeat slowly accelerated, and her cheeks began to feel hot.

Shang Sinian put her down, and the two of them faced each other in a small puddle. The atmosphere was a little ambiguous and weird, but he didn't feel any awkwardness at all, and just took a step back silently.

"Go ahead and step on them if you want. I'll wash the white socks."

Bai Moqing was a little shocked that Shang Sinian, who was as cold as ice and unsmiling, could actually do such childish behavior as stepping into puddles.

He stood aside in a suit and tie. He could feel the pressure exuding from his body without opening his mouth, but he still watched her misbehaving with a doting look on his face.

Bai Moqing was wearing his large coat, and his whole body was pressed against Shang Sinian's body. When she was tired from playing, the man simply carried her home.

Originally, this road was not too far from the manor. Her shoes and socks would be wet and it would be uncomfortable to walk.

All the way home, Bai Moqing was already fast asleep. Housekeeper Zhou rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Is there mud on your feet, sir?What has he done?

Madam's white dress turned into a gray dress?Are the white shoes full of mud?Have these two people gone to plant rice seedlings?

The key point is that the husband is not crazy. This is unscientific and there must be a conspiracy.

He quickly called to the servant, "Quick! Prepare disinfectant and a large amount of hypochlorous acid."

The entire manor started to get busy as if facing an enemy, starting from the front door with serious disinfection.

Shang Sinian carefully placed her on the sofa, took off her wet shoes and socks, and frowned when he looked at the little girl's toes that were soaked and turned white.

I knew I shouldn't have let her play for so long, but she was laughing so happily today that it was worth it.

He took off his dirty clothes and changed into clean home clothes. The water temperature in the bathroom was adjusted. Although he was a little reluctant, he still woke up Bai Moqing.

"Qingqing, why don't you take a shower before going to bed? If you don't deal with the rainwater in time, you might catch a cold."

Bai Moqing frowned impatiently, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man quickly apologized, carefully knelt on one knee at her feet, and helped her put on her slippers, "Don't worry, Qingqing, I don't want to disturb you. If you really don't want to move, I'll give it to you. Take a shower, I will be careful this time."

Upon hearing this, Bai Moqing suddenly woke up, and she quickly refused,

"No! I can do this myself, so I won't bother Mr. Shang!"

She slipped into the bathroom, slammed the door, and locked it.

In fact, she has always liked Shang Sinian, but in the past two days, the speed of the two of them has been as fast as a rocket. She is a little happy.

But she was a little uncomfortable. This man bathed her calmly, as if he was used to it, and he didn't know how he did it without being embarrassed at all.

Shang Sinian outside the door was stunned. He looked at the bathroom door in a panic and pinched the straps of his pajamas nervously.

Is she angry, because she was woken up, or because she was given a bath?

Why are you calling Mr. Shang instead of his name? What does this mean...

A huge panic suddenly surged in his heart.

Bai Moqing had no feelings for him in the first place, and he probably only agreed to get the certificate because he was angry with Lin Yunwei. He didn't have much confidence that he could keep her.

But she just appeared, adding a touch of color to his ordinary life, and then disappeared again.

If she had never been here, he could have accepted the unchanging black and white, but now, he cannot lose Bai Moqing, absolutely not.

The man's face was unusually gloomy. He walked slowly downstairs. The housekeeper noticed something strange at a glance and locked the study door as he ran.

Shang Sinian looked at him, his voice cold and full of danger, "Open the door."

Butler Zhou looked worried, frowned and quickly explained,

"Sir, the mud on your body will be clean after washing. The manor has been disinfected. Don't be nervous."

"Open!" The man glared at him angrily. The huge explosion made the housekeeper tremble. He took out the key from his pocket with trembling hands and inserted it into the keyhole several times before finding it correctly.

Butler Zhou grabbed the door frame and said again like a dead horse, "Sir, the lady is still upstairs, please don't scare her..."

The door still slammed shut,

Housekeeper Zhou stood there helplessly, as his husband always does. As he gets older, he can't control his emotions more and more often. This time, he doesn't know what caused his emotions to explode, let alone How can he hurt himself?

He quickly contacted the family doctor and came over, lingering nervously at the door.

Bai Mo took a shower and saw no one in the bedroom, so he changed his clothes and went straight downstairs. When he saw the housekeeper, she said hello softly,

"Uncle Zhou, have you seen Si Nian? He..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Butler Zhou standing in the living room with a gloomy face and a solemn expression. Standing beside him was a man in his thirties who looked up at her with a casual expression.

"Hey, why is there a living person here?"

He looks pretty good, but why is he so out of tune when he opens his mouth?

Bai Moqing glared at him without explaining.

But the housekeeper quickly explained, "This is my wife, just now..."

"Madam?" The man looked at Bai Moqing as if he had seen a ghost. After two seconds, he suddenly realized what he said and uttered two words, "Qingqing?"

"What's wrong?" Bai Moqing stared at him in confusion, "Does he look familiar?" He shouted like this, and then asked the housekeeper, "Where's Shang Sinian?"

Housekeeper Zhou didn't know whether he should tell the truth or not. The husband certainly didn't want his wife to see him collapse, but now... who else could help him.

Seeing that their expressions were a little abnormal, Bai Moqing instantly felt a strong uneasiness in her heart. Housekeeper Zhou kept staring at the study nervously.

She quickly walked over and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

There was no response inside——

In his previous life, after Bai Moqing died, he saw a lot of information about borderline personality disorder and some medicines to control emotions in Shang Sinian's study. He also heard from him that this was the reason why he did not dare to confess to him. ,

His behavior of locking himself up now was probably motivated by something, but what was the reason?

Unable to wait any longer, she raised her hand and pushed open the study door.

The man was huddled in the corner, curled up, exuding an aura of loneliness and despair. The trace of blood red on his white shirt was particularly dazzling.