The Poor Little Alpha From Alpha From A Wealthy Family Has A Baby - Chapter 10 PT2

Chapter 10 PT2 – Coaxing the Little Wronged Alpha

　　It was only when Sheng Yang got out of the car that Pei Chuan noticed that the boy seemed to have a wound on his hand.

　　Sheng Yang tried to hold back his tears and said to him, “I’m sorry, brother. I have something to do today, so I won’t have dinner with you.”

　　Before Pei Chuan could speak, Sheng Yang returned to the room wiping his tears.

　　”It’s only been a few days, and you’re already so irritable.”

　　Pei Chuan looked at his back and spoke slowly.

　　Pei Chuan first worked downstairs, but for some reason, he seemed to always hear Sheng Yang crying.

　　The conversation between the two of them in the afternoon unconsciously emerged in his mind.

　　Should he…not have said that?

　　Pei Chuan was used to being harsh in the company, and he was always brutal and merciless when pointing out problems.

　　But when facing Sheng Yang, he found that he could not do this, and was even affected by the other party’s emotions.

　　He just wanted to solve the problem as quickly as possible, there’s nothing wrong with that.

　　Although he thought so, Pei Chuan opened his phone and started searching: How to comfort a child who was made to cry?

　　But at nine o’clock in the evening, Sheng Yang still hadn’t come down.

　　”……”

　　Pei Chuan couldn’t sit still anymore. He carried the emergency medicine box and walked towards Sheng Yang’s room.

　　He stayed at the door for a while. He couldn’t hear any crying inside. Pei Chuan was still wondering if he fell asleep while crying.

　　As he was hesitating, it seemed as if the wind had heard his thoughts and brought a hint of a young boy’s cry into his ears.

　　Pei Chuan just felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He knocked on the door politely and pushed it open directly.

　　The room was dark and he could only make out a small bulge on the bed.

　　Pei Chuan placed the medicine box on the bedside and pulled back the quilt. Sheng Yang was still crying softly, but he had been crying for too long and his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

　　This was the method he had always used when facing grievances and criticisms since he was a child. He would curl up in a corner and cry, and when he was tired of crying he would fall asleep, and when he woke up it would be a new day.

　　Sheng Yang tried hard to control his voice and pretended to be just awake: “Brother.”

　　As soon as he said these words, he couldn’t help crying: “Why are you here?”

　　Pei Chuan just felt depressed. He turned on the warm light, and the boy’s tear-stained face fell into his eyes.

　　Pei Chuan looked at it for a long time, then sighed helplessly: “Sorry, my tone was not very good this afternoon.”

　　Sheng Yang closed his eyes and shook his head: “No, I don’t blame you.”

　　Pei Chuan sat by the bed, wiped Sheng Yang’s tears with his fingertips, and asked softly, “What happened? Can you tell me?”

　　Sheng Yang shook his head and refused to say anything.

　　This was his fault in the first place. He was too clumsy and slowed down the progress of other people’s work. He can’t blame anyone else.

　　It’s all because he’s too fragile.

　　Seeing that he couldn’t get the answer, Pei Chuan had to try another approach.

　　He pulled Sheng Yang’s left hand out, looked at the long and thin wound on it, and asked, “What happened?”

　　Sheng Yang whispered, “I scratched it accidentally.”

　　Pei Chuan pursed his lips, opened the medicine box, and gently disinfected him with iodine.

　　Pei Chuan had suffered too many injuries in his childhood, so he could almost tell what caused the wound at the first sight.

After the medicine was applied, Sheng Yang’s tears stopped.

　　He rubbed his eyes, lowered his eyes and said, “I’m sorry, brother. I shouldn’t have been so mad this afternoon.”

　　Hearing this, Pei Chuan looked up at him and found that Sheng Yang seemed to be a little too fond of apologizing.

　　It was obviously his tone that was bad and he had his reasons, but Sheng Yang always seemed to subconsciously take all the blame on himself.

　　He said gently, “You’re not throwing a tantrum, and my tone wasn’t good this afternoon either.”

　　Sheng Yang pursed his lips, and his eyes became a little misty again.

　　Pei Chuan was completely helpless. Why was he so fond of crying?

　　He asked in a gentle tone he had never used before: “So what happened this afternoon?”

　　Only then did Sheng Yang sob and slowly speak out.

　　After he finished speaking, he asked carefully, “Am I particularly useless and always do things wrong?”

　　After Pei Chuan heard this, his eyes darkened.

　　If someone asked such a question under normal circumstances, Pei Chuan would only think that this person was fragile and sensitive, and might even add: “If you think this way about yourself, then you are that kind of person.”

　　But when the target was Sheng Yang, he couldn’t say it.

　　He comforted him unskillfully: “It’s not your fault. There’s no need to always blame yourself.”

　　Sheng Yang raised his red and swollen eyes and looked at him.

　　Pei Chuan continued, “You will always make mistakes when you are learning. This is a process, and those people’s practices are the real problems. There is no need to always review yourself.”

　　Sheng Yang held back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes: “Really?”

　　Pei Chuan thought about the meaning of Sheng Yang’s tears for a moment before he hummed, “Of course.”

　　Perhaps his words really did help, Sheng Yang’s sobbing gradually subsided.

　　Seeing that Sheng Yang’s mood had stabilized a lot, Pei Chuan coughed lightly and said, “Let’s go downstairs to eat.”

　　After he finished speaking, he stood up and left, leaving Sheng Yang sitting alone on the bed.

　　Sheng Yang rubbed his eyes, then realized belatedly that Pei Chuan was coaxing him just now.