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

Huo Yan's voice was cold and firm: "Xiao Ran is about to be discharged from the hospital. I don't have the energy to take care of the children. I'll take your son back between noon tomorrow."

The wound on his hand hurt for no reason, and it hurt along the blood all the way to the heart, and Lu Qiao trembled while breathing.

There are so many servants in the Huo family who can take care of the children. Where does the eldest and young master of the Huo family need to do it himself, how could he be so tired that he can't concentrate his energy.

It's just that he doesn't want the one in his heart to know the existence of Xiao Although, and feels uncomfortable.

Huo Yan is really a cruel person with a clear distinction between love and hate. When he loves you, he will think of everything for you, put you first, and be considerate to the extreme.But when he doesn't love you, he can simply take back all his good things. If he is a stranger to you, he may even be worse than a passer-by. He will be stingy with you even a little bit of affection.

Wen Ran is the former, while she, even Xiao, is the latter.

Lu Qiao blinked, suppressing the soreness in his eyes, "Okay, I see, I will send someone to pick him up."

But Huo Yan said: "You come to pick him up yourself, otherwise how can I be sure that the person who picked him up is really someone you sent? If not, when he is abducted by someone, who will be responsible?"

"I'll make way for the late pick-up, nothing will happen. I'm not in Jin now..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Yan cut off the phone directly, and Lu Qiao sighed deeply when he saw the reminder that the call was over.

In the end, he compromised and let Assistant Xu continue to contact those people here, while he booked a plane ticket and rushed back to Jincheng overnight.

Arriving in Jincheng was at [-] o'clock in the morning the next day. Lu Qiao barely had a rest last night, so she set an alarm clock at home and fell asleep.

It was past ten o'clock, before the alarm clock rang, Huo Yan's call came.

"I'll give you half an hour to take your son back." Huo Yan said.

Lu Qiao woke up immediately, got up and washed up briefly, without changing her clothes, and the driver at home drove her back to Huo's old house.

Although Xiao stood at the door, he stretched his neck and looked at the road they had to pass when they came, eager to see through.

Seeing her usual car coming, he waved his little hand excitedly, ready to run towards the car, "Mom!"

Lu Qiao pressed the window of the car, stretched out his hand to signal him to stand still, waited for the car to stop, got out of the car and ran to Xiao Zijin's side, hugging him tightly.

"Mom, I miss you so much." Even Xiao said, holding the corner of her clothes tightly with her small hands.

The body of the son Xiao Nuannuan instantly filled the empty heart, "Suibao, mom misses you too."

Finally being able to go home, Xiao although his eyes glowed with joy.

Can't wait to get in the car, sitting on the child seat, the child happily swayed his short legs and said, "Mom, let's go home."

Lu Qiao smiled and rubbed his little head, "Okay, let's go home."

Although Huo Yan didn't show up after picking up Xiao, Lu Qiao thought he was still in Huo's and didn't come back, so he didn't care.

However, what she didn't know was that Huo Yan saw everything through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

After smoking a cigarette, he stubbed it out, lit another one, and stared at the smiles of the mother and son for a long time, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, opaque, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking .

Lu Qiao took him away, and the car completely disappeared from sight before he looked back.

Without a small dumpling at home, he suddenly felt that the house was extraordinarily empty and lonely.