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

Jiang Yanwan's tone was very cold, Xiao Yuchen looked at the custard on the ground, then at her cold face, and finally burst into tears with a wow.

"you are not a good person!"

He cried and yelled, twisting his body non-stop, "Mommy never scolds me, Aunt Jiang is a big villain, she even scolded me after she knocked over the custard!"

The child's small body was exerting strength in Song Guiqin's arms like a jellybean. Jiang Yanwan was at a loss for what to do, and looked at him in embarrassment.

It was indeed the first time she had yelled at him.

Although she tried her best in her heart to confess that she wanted to treat Xiao Yuchen well, but Xiao Yuchen was not her child after all.

"Auntie, I didn't mean to."

"I know."

Song Guiqin nodded coldly, but in her heart she was somewhat concerned about Xiao Yuchen's words.

The child was right. Jiang Yanwan's performance was seen by her just now, and she was indeed not that patient.

It's not my own, but it's still a little worse than my own.

If Jiang Yanwan becomes the wife of the Huo family and has her own child in the future, wouldn't it be worse for Xiao Yuchen?

Although she doesn't like Jian Yao, Song Guiqin really likes Xiao Yuchen, who is her own grandson and also her eldest grandson, so she naturally has to consider Xiao Yuchen.

Whether Jiang Yanwan is suitable to be Xiao Yuchen's stepmother seems to have to be considered further.

Song Guiqin's face was a little cold, Jiang Yanwan knew that she didn't behave well just now, so she smiled embarrassingly, and turned to the kitchen to pack up and make new custard.

Xiao Yuchen is everyone's darling, she dare not offend.

Thinking of this in her heart, Jiang Yanwan firmly grasped the chopsticks in her hand.

When she becomes the wife of the Huo family, she will teach Xiao Yuchen what is polite.

For the next two days, when Jiang Yanwan cooked for Xiao Yuchen, he would cry and make a fuss, always saying that Jiang Yanwan was not serious about cooking and the food she made was not tasty.

Song Guiqin tried to persuade her at first, but after she personally tasted the almost burnt pork, she stopped talking.

He just silently let Wang Ma go to the kitchen to take over the meals made by Jiang Yanwan and improve the meals for Xiao Yuchen.

When sleeping at night, Xiao Yuchen even made Jiang Yanwan and Song Guiqin difficult.

"I want to listen to stories and sleep with my arms around."

He looked at Song Guiqin and Jiang Yanwan anxiously, "Cuddle up and sleep like a kitten like Mommy."

This is his favorite sleeping position with Jian Yao. He curled up beside Jian Yao, holding Jian Yao's arms with his head and feet, like a small shrimp curled up into a ball.

Song Guiqin didn't understand what the child said, and she showed embarrassment. Jiang Yanwan saw it, and took the initiative to go to sleep with Xiao Yuchen.

When the bedroom door was closed, for some reason, Xiao Yuchen looked at Song Guiqin and smiled.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yanwan knocked on Song Guiqin's door in a panic.

"Auntie, wake up, I don't know why, Xiao Yuchen has a high fever."

She shouted in a panic, her shrill voice sounded so high and shrill in the empty room, "Xiao Yuchen's body is terribly hot right now."

Being woken up by Jiang Yanwan, Song Guiqin was still a little irritable, but when she heard that Xiao Yuchen had a high fever, she woke up completely.

I was fine at night, why did I suddenly have a high fever for no reason?

She rushed to Xiao Yuchen's bedroom in a panic. The child's face was flushed, his forehead was very hot, his eyes were closed, and his cheeks were sickly red.

But his face was pale and frightening.

"How is this going?"

Song Guiqin shouted sharply, "Why is this good boy doing this?"

"I do not know."

Jiang Yanwan murmured, "He suddenly had a fever, and I don't know why, just now I told him a story to let him sleep well."

She thought he had fallen asleep peacefully, but when she touched his hot forehead, she realized that things were not that simple.

Xiao Yuchen fell asleep drowsily, Song Guiqin couldn't wake up no matter how much she yelled, she went forward to touch Xiao Yuchen's bed, except for his body being hot, the rest of the place was icy cold .

"Go to the hospital."

Song Guiqin gritted her teeth, "Hurry up and notify Jin Ming and Jian Yao."

In the Huo family's villa, Jian Yao sat quietly with her knees hugged.

Her eyes are full of Xiao Yuchen's voice and smile. He is her favorite son, and also the meaning of her existence in this world.

Now, the world is gone, and he was locked up by Song Guiqin in the old house of the Huo family.

Jian Yao has been sitting here for the past two days, quietly watching the weather outside.

Huo Jinming answered the phone and walked to her side, and handed the receiver to her.

"This is from my mother."

His deep and cold familiar voice sounded in her ears, "The microphone is the sound of my son's breathing. He has a high fever and just wants to hear you talk."

In the heart of a child, the mother's voice is the medicine that heals all.

Jian Yao's heart was suddenly occupied by Xiao Yuchen, looking at his cold black eyes, she whispered in disbelief, "Xiao Yuchen is sick?"

"Yes, fever."

Huo Jinming nodded slightly, "Mom called me, Xiao Yuchen had a high fever in the middle of the night last night, and now he's getting an infusion, and the injection can no longer reduce the fever."

There are emergency antipyretics, but he doesn't want to give them to Xiao Yuchen.

Those antipyretics and antipyretics are very harmful to the child's body and cannot be used lightly until the last moment.

The phone was still in his hand, and the next moment, Jian Yao blew past his body like a gust of wind, she went downstairs as fast as she could and put on her shoes, and was about to rush out of the gate.

Before she could go out, Huo Jinming tightly grabbed her arm, not letting her move.

"You let me go, you won't let me raise my son by myself, even if my son is sick, won't I go and see him?"

Jian Yao kept struggling, and shouted hysterically, "He is also your biological son, you just watch him die in the old house of the Huo family, are you satisfied?"

"You are crazy!"

Huo Jinming growled in a low voice, grabbed her fiercely, and stuffed her into his Maybach.

"I'll take you to the old house."

Leaving these simple words behind, Huo Jinming climbed into the car without saying a word.

He stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the icy wind came in from the car window. Jian Yao's hot head was blown by the wind, and she finally understood.

Did he dislike her slow speed, so he drove to see her off?

Glancing at the familiar cold eyes in the rearview mirror, Jian Yao pinched her palms fiercely.

It hurts, this is not a dream.

Be good son, Mummy will be here soon, you must wait for me quietly in the old house.

Jian Yao clasped her hands together, and softly blessed her.

When the car arrived at the Huo family's old house, Jian Yao got off the car and went straight to Song Guiqin's bedroom. She had heard Huo Jinming say that Xiao Yuchen was sleeping in Song Guiqin's bedroom.

She rushed to the living room in one breath, but Jian Yao's figure was stopped by Song Guiqin again.