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The mood that was originally relaxed because of their appearance suddenly became uneasy again.

Xiaonian doesn't care so much.

He gave Huo Dashao a hard look, and added, "It's because of you that Mommy suffered these crimes."

The little eyes clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Huo Dashao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Muyu's heart was also shaken, and she thought to herself: She just didn't want to continue this topic, so she talked about other things.

"Baby Niannian, let's not talk about this, okay? Mommy is living a happy life."

She pursed her lips, and subconsciously found a statement that her son could probably accept.

Although she suffered a lot, after returning to China, she lived more like a person than in England.

Some things buried deep in her heart were gradually unraveled, those mysteries that had troubled her for so many years disappeared, and all the scars in her heart gradually healed.

Jiang Muyu knows what she wants!
Huo Dashao and Ji Ziyang are completely different existences to her.

One is her lover and the other is her good brother.

The feelings between the two of them cannot be confused.

Even though she and Ji Ziyang have been abroad for so many years, Jiang Muyu has never changed the way they get along with each other, and she doesn't know how to tell her son about that feeling.

"Well, let's put it this way, baby Niannian, divorce is not just a divorce, a marriage... is very sacred."

Having said that, Jiang Muyu turned to look at First Young Master Huo.

His gaze fell into his deep eyes, as if he could see the tenderness and love deep in the eyes.

Her eyes fluttered, and the corners of her lips couldn't help evoking a slight smile, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"He's different."

Xiao Niannian's face, which was very similar to Huo Dashao, was full of doubts.

The little guy is still too young after all.

No matter how smart and genius he is in other aspects, he is still an ignorant child in terms of emotions.

Maybe, when he grows up, he will be able to understand one day.

Huo Dashao looked at the two people, one big and one small in front of him, and suddenly smiled softly.

The deep and magnetic voice spread alluringly.

"You are still young every year, you will understand in the future."

A warm current from the bottom of his heart gradually spread, and the original coldness in the air seemed to melt in an instant.

Jiang Muyu turned her head to the side, and was about to say something when she felt a kiss land on her cheek as lightly as a feather.

She was stunned, staring fixedly at First Young Master Huo who made this move.

"I love you, Xiaoyi!"

A deep man's voice entered her eardrums.

At that moment, Jiang Muyu only felt a surge of emotion in his eyes, and the uncontrollable eye sockets became more moist.

She moved the corners of her mouth, choked with sobs.

He said something silently, but the voice just turned around in his throat, and he didn't say it.

I love you too, Young Master Huo!

Love is a matter between each other, there is no way to force it.

How lucky she must have been to meet him at such a young and ignorant age.

……

Xiao Niannian in the car, his small faces were tense together, the expressions of the two looking at you and me were extremely serious.

After a while, he just hummed softly.

Turning his face away, he looked out of the car window with some awkwardness.

And the stack of divorce agreements that were originally in his hand had already been thrown into the corner of the car by him.

Nauseous to death!

……