Six years later.

The sky was shrouded in oppressive layers of dark clouds, and the torrential rain seemed to drown the entire city.

The gate of M City Prison opened with a bang.

A ridiculously thin woman walked out of it. She was wearing a pale pink skirt that she wore when she was sent to prison six years ago. Now she was hanging on her body, dangling like a sack.

She left in a hurry, carrying a bag in her hand, which was to return the belongings when she came in.

When the door closed again, she looked up at the dark sky and took a deep breath. After six years, she finally came out.

She wanted to go home and see her baby, whom she hadn't seen since the moment he was born in prison.

Suddenly, a black Bentley rushed towards him, the headlights were dazzling, Jian Yao subconsciously covered her eyes and stood there in a daze.

Seizing the right moment, the car slammed on the accelerator, and the roaring engine sound was accompanied by the rapid arrow hitting her body.

"Get off--"

A familiar voice sounded in her ear, she was pushed away violently, her thin body was rubbed against the ground, her heart felt cold.

"Bang——" Bentley bumped into the curb, made a sharp turn, and sped to one side without even a moment's delay.

Everything happened in a flash, Jian Yao's head was buzzing.

She saw it clearly, that person was Ren Yujue!

The man who hated Jiang Li because of her disabled legs.

Ah--

Six years passed, and he would never let her go!

Looking up, the rain slapped on her face, and she finally saw clearly who pushed her.

"Young Madam, Master, please get in the car!" The familiar address awakened all her dusty memories, and made her sneer.

Regardless of the torrential rain, the other party stood upright and respectfully made a gesture of please.

Following the direction he pointed, Jian Yao slowly got up and looked over.

Maserati is like a monster dormant in the dark, standing gracefully in the distance,

Walk over, open the door, and go in.

The warmth in the car came over, the rain dripped on Jian Yao's body and fell onto the luxurious carpet, she was so quiet that she could control the rhythm of her breathing, but she didn't dare to look up at him.

Even though they are husband and wife, they are not even as good as strangers.

He hated her, and so did she!
"Thank you!" It was so difficult to utter these two extremely simple words.

Without him today, maybe she would die.

Huo Jinming's brows frowned at the gentle opening, and his bones were completely wiped out, and impatiently threw a coat halfway over her shoulders.

"Put it on." His cold tone was the same as always.

He grabbed his clothes and put them on indiscriminately, his nose started to feel sore.

The clothes still carried his body temperature and his smell, but her body was still shivering from the cold.

"drive."

With an order, the Ferrari slowly opened.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the hilltop villa and stopped in front of a Nordic-style building.

Jian Yao wrapped her clothes tightly and got out of the car in a hurry.

He walked quickly to the living room, stretched his head and looked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Here, familiar and strange, empty and no one.

Hearing the sound of leather shoes hitting the floor behind her, she turned around and asked, "Where is my son?"

Looking at each other, his dark eyes showed no emotion.

"Take me to see the baby." She was very stubborn, and that was the only stubbornness left.

Loosening his tie casually, he glanced at her: "Yu Chen is in the old house."

Yuchen?

Is her son's name Yu Chen?Huo Yuchen, what a good name.

His nose was sour and his eyes were red.

"When can I see him?"

Huo's mother hates her very much, the kind who can't eat for a day even if she looks at her, she is afraid that she will hate her son.

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