C983 Every Minute and Every Second Was Torture
C983 Every Minute and Every Second Was Torture
Manager Lee asked the driver to drive while he sat in the car with the children.
On the way, Manager Lee called Xiong Miao.
He hoped that she could rush to the entrance of the kindergarten and meet the children. She could talk to them and comfort them.
The children had been missing their mother too much during this period of time. Some time ago, they were still crying and wanting to find Mama. But after being angry with their father, they didn't even dare to cry anymore. He just obediently listened. He said that as long as he was obedient, his mother would come back to accompany them.
The few little babies were soft and cute, and they were obedient to the point of making one's heart ache.
Other family's three or four year old children were still acting cute in front of their parents. They didn't know anything. However, their family's group members were around three or four years old. However, they knew how to endure, retreat, and be obedient. They could make their mother like them.
The more sensible they were, the more unbearable it was for them.
Manager Lee dialed the number, but it showed that the other party had already turned off the phone.
Manager Lee could not help but sigh in melancholy.
A few days ago, Xiong Miao came to Yening Garden to see the children. Zhan Yeling did not allow it, which caused the children to be unable to meet their mothers.
Now, Xiong Miao had the opportunity to see the children, but she could not get through to her phone. This opportunity was going to be missed.
If she missed this opportunity, she did not know when the next opportunity would be.
After all, no one could understand Young Master Zhan's temper.
Perhaps he would allow the children to go to school today, but he wouldn't allow it tomorrow.
"Grandpa Lee, will Mommy come to see the nest cuteness?" Bear tilted her little head and stared at Manager Lee with her big eyes full of expectation.
Since Manager Lee had called, she had been looking at him, hoping to get news of her mother.
Manager Lee did not want to disappoint her, but he had no choice. He showed a kind smile and said, "Grandpa Lee sent a message to your mother. When your mother is done with her work and sees the message, she will come to the kindergarten to see you."
"Yes, yes, I believe in Grandpa Lee." Bear nodded obediently, her eyes full of expectation and self-control.
As long as she obediently went to school, her mother would come and see her provoke her.
Hearing sixth baby's unconditional trust in him, Manager Lee's eyes moistened.
What a cute child, what a loving child. What exactly happened between Young Master Zhan and Miss Xiong? Why did it have to be so stiff?
The parents of the children were having a hard time. The ones suffering were the children.
In the end, Manager Lee was just an outsider. No matter how much his heart ached for the children, there was nothing he could do.
After sending the children to the entrance of the kindergarten, Manager Lee tried to call Xiong Miao again, but it still showed that she had turned off her phone.
If that was the case, Manager Lee was at his wit's end.
Seeing the six babies pulling the small train into the kindergarten, each and every one of them pulled their little heads closer, looking dejected and unhappy.
Manager Lee really wanted to run to Zhan Yeling's office and ask him why he was so cruel to the children and why he didn't allow them to see their mothers.
Of course, this was only a spur of the moment thought. He absolutely didn't dare offend Young Master Zhan.
Xiong Miao, who Manager Lee could not contact, was still locked in the iron gate detention center of the police station.
Her phone and everything else had been taken away.
She could not contact the outside world, and the outside world could not contact her either.
She squatted in a corner, hugging her legs with both hands and resting her chin on her knees. In an extremely fragile and insecure position, she waited silently.
Waiting for news from the hospital, waiting for her to be released.
Every minute and every second was torture.