Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

Huo Jinming's hand was so strong that Jian Yao had no time to turn around, and fell limply to the ground.

"This crazy woman."

Song Guiqin spat hard, took Xiao Yuchen from Wang Ma's hand, and after seeing that he was still asleep, she felt relieved.

"Go and carry Xiao Yuchen to my bedroom."

She instructed softly, "It's just to coax the child. When he wakes up, take him to play computer games to distract him."

As long as the time is longer and there are more things to play with, he will forget about Jian Yao.

When Jian Yao was in prison for six years, Xiao Yuchen didn't make a fuss about wanting a mommy, but now Jian Yao has only been back for less than a year, and he is inseparable from Jian Yao.

Song Guiqin didn't believe in this evil.

Watching his mother put Xiao Yuchen on the bed in the bedroom, Huo Jinming hugged the unconscious Jian Yao in his arms, sighed, and turned his eyes to the little woman in his arms.

Her face was pale, and although she was in a coma, she still frowned tightly.

Even after passing out of a coma, she still couldn't let go of her son in her heart.

Huo Jinming picked up Jian Yao and was about to leave, but Song Guiqin came out of the bedroom and stopped him in dissatisfaction.

"where are you going?"

"Take her home."

Huo Jinming disappeared through the door with Jian Yao's figure, Jiang Yanwan approached Song Guiqin aggrieved.

"aunt."

She shouted softly, "Look at Jin Ming, his mind is still on that woman, and he doesn't care about me at all."

"He was out of his mind."

Song Guiqin comforted her softly, "You also know that Jian Yao has fascinated him recently, and he must love her dearly, but it doesn't matter, now Yu Chen is by our side."

Didn't Jian Yao make Huo Jinming think highly of her just by washing her once?

As long as Xiao Yuchen is caught, she doesn't believe that Huo Jinming will not be obedient.

Sooner or later, he will find out that the woman he arranged for him is better.

Seeing Song Guiqin's swearing promise, Jiang Yanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie, let me take care of Xiao Yuchen for you these two days."

Make a good relationship with him, let him only pester her.

With the connection of his biological son, Huo Jinming will definitely talk to her.

"Alright."

Song Guiqin thought for a while, and then agreed, "You can find someone to deal with the Huo Group's project issues, and just stay in the Huo family's old house for two days."

It is time to cultivate the relationship between her and Xiao Yuchen.

As long as Xiao Yuchen believes that Jiang Yanwan is his mother and no one else can replace him, the rest of the matter will be much easier.

After the two agreed, their eyes turned to the bedroom strangely.

In the villa, Jian Yao woke up leisurely.

The back of her head was still in hot pain, as if a pimple had bulged, she frowned slightly, and the fragmented memories from before flooded up like a tide.

"Yu Chen!"

She screamed, sat up straight, and found herself in the villa.

This is the bedroom she is familiar with, the bedroom where Xiao Yuchen sleeps with her, the quilt still has Xiao Yuchen's unique milk fragrance, but her arms are empty.

Her son was taken from her.

Jian Yao tightly grasped the quilt, her slender fingers were so hard that even their joints turned white.

Big tears kept falling down, and the quilt was soon wet.

"do not Cry."

When a deep and cold voice came, Jian Yao suddenly raised her head, and met Huo Jinming's familiar deep eyes.

It's him, the bloody bastard!

Jian Yao grabbed the quilt fiercely, stared at him coldly, "Why did you let them take my son?"

When she was in the old house of the Huo family, she could not protect her son with her own strength, but Huo Jinming had this ability, but he stood by and watched.

If he hadn't knocked her out or taken her away, Xiao Yuchen wouldn't have been left in the Huo family's old house at all!

He didn't believe her at the beginning and pushed her into prison.

Now, he once again chose his mother and Jiang Yanwan to take away her son.

"Do you have to be tortured to death before you feel reconciled?"

Jian Yao roared angrily, like a lone wolf who had been hurt deeply on the grassland, "Huo Jinming, you deserve to die!"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with flames of anger burning like substance, Huo Jinming watched quietly without making a sound.

It's time for her to vent.

The pent-up emotion was causing her pain in the back of her mind, and if she didn't let it out, she would get sick.

Jian Yao's body cannot be sick.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Yao was like an angry puppet, tearing and biting him fiercely, kicking and beating him with all her strength, but he didn't resist.

Her fingers were on his arm, leaving large fingerprints on his chest.

Finally, when Jian Yao finished venting, she leaned against the head of the bed panting, looking at the man who was in a mess but still indifferent, she opened her mouth in despair.

"Huo Jinming, why on earth?"

Why can he be indifferent, why won't he help her get her son back.

That was her heart and soul, the whole meaning of her life.

A little bit of rough fingers gently touched Jian Yao's face, Huo Jinming's voice was still so cold and familiar.

"Yao, trust me."

He said in a low voice, "In five days, Xiao Yuchen will return to your side."

Huo Jinming's voice carried a reassuring force, as if everything was under his control and calculation.

Jian Yao raised her eyes to look at him, in her bright black pupils, thousands of miles were barren, not a single blade of grass grew.

"Huo Jinming."

She called his name softly, like a lonely bird on the ice field, he frowned and looked at her, but she smiled bitterly.

"Six years ago, I was standing on the top of a tall building and asked you the same thing."

Trust her.

Huo Jinming's eyes suddenly tightened, thinking back then, that desperate woman stood in the cold wind on the roof and yelled out those words heart-piercingly.

"Huo Jinming, trust me, I didn't push her down!"

In the end, he ignored her pain and despair and pushed her into the cold prison.

He said he could only trust his own eyes.

Now, six years later, Jian Yao is staring closely at his cold eyes, with a desperate smile blooming on the corner of her mouth.

"Look, for six years, you only let me believe in you."

After she finished speaking, she fell heavily backwards and lay on her back on the bed, sank into the extreme softness, and handed over her body to this bed.

The brain shut down and her face was lifeless.

"You believe me."

Huo Jinming squeezed out these words with difficulty, his cold and lonely face in the past now had a complex expression, "I'm different from you."

He will definitely do what he promised, unlike her, who can only shout the three words "believe her" weakly.

Jian Yao didn't answer, her body temperature was extremely low, so she ignored Huo Jinming.

Huo Jinming gritted his teeth, stopped looking at her, turned and left the bedroom.