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

"Who are you?" The little adult seemed to pinch his waist, his big eyes blinked, and he looked Jian Yao up and down.

"I am your mother!"

Xiao Yuchen's eyes widened all of a sudden, he turned round, ran downstairs, and threw himself into Song Guiqin's arms.

"Grandma, is what she said true? But why have I never heard that I have a mother!"

Never heard of it, he has a mother.
In a word, Jian Yao's heart was hit hard, causing her to tremble all over, and her face was suddenly pale to the point of no blood.

Song Guiqin raised her head and gave her a gouged look, her expression indifferent: "She's not, just a servant."

maid!

It turned out that in the eyes of the mother-in-law Song Guiqin, she was just a servant!
The heart slowly fell into the bottomless abyss, and the numb tongue seemed so weak even to explain.

"Mom, I'll come and take Yuchen back." Seeing the sadness in the woman's eyes, Huo Jinming opened his mouth anyway.

After Song Guiqin heard this, the old man got angry: "What do you mean, Xiao Yuchen has stayed with me well, and you will pick him up as soon as you say?"

"Mom, we discussed it before!" He said in a slightly low voice, showing a little helplessness.

"But the child can't be brought up by a murderer!" She muttered, but everyone present still heard it clearly.

Jian Yao's heart was in pain, and her expression changed drastically.

"Mom! She is my Huo Jinming's wife, my son's mother!" The calm tone caused huge waves.

Jian Yao was shocked. At this moment, the back of the man standing in front of her was like a majestic peak, supporting the sky for her.

The son is unhappy, and the mother can tell at a glance.

Xiao Yuchen is just a ghost. Putao turned his big eyes and held grandma's hand, "Grandma, I miss dad."

The pitiful little appearance makes people melt at the sight of it.

"Okay, okay, then you can go back to live. If you are not used to it, and you miss grandma, you can come back. Grandma will pick you up!" Under the steps, Song Guiqin was not a fool, and reluctantly touched Xiao Yuchen's white and tender face. It is to let go.

In the car.

Jian Yao really wanted to hug the child, but he was only with Huo Jinming, and he was very distant from her.

In the shadow cast by the street lamp, she could see clearly that the child was full of curiosity about her sudden mother.

"Shall I hug you?" She stretched out her arms, with vague eyes.

Xiao Yuchen threw herself on Huo Jinming's body tightly, grabbed her coat and covered her head, revealing only a pair of big black grape-like eyes, blinking and biting her ears.

"Dad, is she really mother?"

After a long time, Huo Jinming nodded under his expectant eyes.

"Yes, she is your mother." Wan Wan words could not match his affirmation at this moment, Jian Yao's floating heart had come to an end, and a far-fetched smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Are you going there?"

Huo Jinming lowered his head and asked, his voice was rare and soft, a kind of gentleness that she had never heard before.

"I miss Aunt Jiang."

Nuo Nuo's voice came from inside his clothes, Jian Yao's body was struck by lightning, her stiff limbs were gradually cooling down along the way, until she got off the car, she was in a daze.

I kept repeating my son's words in my mind: I miss Aunt Jiang.

She had gone through all kinds of hardships, but the son she gave birth to was thinking of other women, so her indifference and fear came to this point.

The heart that was finally resurrected sank into the bottomless abyss again.

She went back to the master bedroom, because her son was afraid of her "stranger", and it was Huo Jinming who accompanied him to sleep.