Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

On the way back, Lu Qiao seemed particularly lethargic, closing his eyes tiredly, and remained silent all the way.

Ji He has been a family doctor in the Lu family for many years, and he knows very well about Huo Yan and Lu Qiao, the young masters of the Huo family, the richest man in Jincheng.

Looking at Lu Qiao's appearance, he wanted to say something, but before he could think of what to say, Lu Qiao seemed to have a telepathy, and opened his mouth first: "Ji He, I'm tired, the matter about him , I really don’t want to say any more.”

Ji He sighed, and had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his mouth, "Okay, I won't mention it."

After a pause, he said again: "However, as your doctor, I still have to say a few more words for the sake of your condition. I suggest that you open up your heart knot as soon as possible and keep a happy mood. This will be beneficial to your physical and mental health." .”

Lu Qiao didn't speak, and didn't know if he heard it. He tilted his head to look at the fleeting scenery outside the car window, and traced a complicated shape over and over again with his index finger on the car window glass.

The window glass was wiped clean, and Lu Qiao's fingers didn't leave any marks on it. No one else could tell what it was, but only she knew that what she wrote down over and over again was a person's name.

Yes, Huo Yan.

Some people say that the name is the shortest spell. In the past, Huo Yan's name was the sweetest spell that could make Lu Qiao fall in love. Now, his name is her curse, a lifelong nightmare.

This horizontal and vertical, every stroke and every painting, is the bloody scar left by the knife in her heart...

When he got home, Lu Qiao didn't want to do anything, he was so tired that he just wanted to fall asleep.

After eating lunch with little appetite, it happened that it was almost time for Little Although to take a nap, so she carried him up to the bedroom on the second floor.

Covering him with a small quilt, and preparing to put him to sleep, Xiao Li suddenly asked her: "Mom, why does that bad guy we met in the amusement park look so similar to me?"

Lu Qiao froze for a while before returning to normal.

She couldn't think of a suitable reason, so she could only bring up the reason she told Huo Yan in the amusement park again: "People are just similar."

Although it is small, it is not easy to coax, and the small head is very smart, "Mom is lying, our teacher said, there are no two leaves that are exactly the same in the world, for no reason, how can I look so similar to that uncle? That uncle and I It must be related."

Although the little one held his chin, he acted like he was thinking.

"Our teacher said that generally there is a blood relationship, such as father and son, and they will be very similar. Mom, isn't that uncle my biological father?"

Lu Qiao: "..."

Is everything taught in kindergartens so profound now?Where are all those innocent and innocent little cuties in her memory who only know how to play games and sit in rows to eat fruit?

In his son's wise eyes, Lu Qiao tried to struggle, "Isn't your father Ji He? You are the father and son, right? That uncle you don't know is really just a coincidence."

"Ji's father is a stepdad. He is a couple with your mother, but he is not related to me by blood."

Holding his breath in his chest, Lu Qiao Haoxuan almost choked to death, how did this little devil figure out that Ji He had something to do with her?

There is no blood relationship to be a stepfather... Children nowadays know a lot.

Lu Qiao felt a headache for the intelligence of the six-year-old Lu Sui, "Little though, first of all, I want to tell you that Ji's father is not a couple. He is my personal doctor at work, and he is my personal doctor in private. Just ordinary friends with me, that's all."