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"From now on, your name will be Huo Yucheng. I will ask Uncle Min Chen to help you with the transfer operation. You are ready to go back to Huo's house with me this Saturday to meet your grandparents and kneel down to worship your ancestors." Huo Lingyang raised his lips lightly. , said lightly.

The Joey standing beside him looked straight at him, clasping his hands hanging by his side.

After thinking about it, he walked up to Xiao Fanbao and said softly, "Fanbao, it seems that you haven't done your homework today. Go back to your room and do your homework! Your father and I have something to say."

Xiao Fanbao rolled his black eyes suspiciously, nodded lightly in agreement, and turned and walked into his room with his schoolbag on the sofa.

In the living room, it quickly became quiet.

Joey took two steps forward, stood beside Huo Lingyang, looked down at him, and asked, "Why did you tell him this without my permission?"

Huo Lingyang's dark pupils moved slightly, and his body leaned back slightly, "Do you have to say it sooner or later? What's the use of delaying? Besides, I think he has a strong ability to bear it, and he probably already knew that I was his own." Dad's business!" Otherwise, why would they find Huo on purpose.

"You don't understand!" Joey's face turned pale, and he growled, "Do you know how much the divorce of parents hurts a child? I would rather he had no father than be born in a divorced family."

"But you knew we were divorced, yet you still gave birth to him. He obviously had a father, but told him his father was dead. Aren't you selfish?" Huo Lingyang's eyes were slightly cold, and he slowly got up from the sofa Standing up, he looked down at her condescendingly.

Joey lowered his eyes and was speechless at his words.

She has always known that Xiao Fanbao is very eager to have a father, but Xiao Fanbao is too sensible, and he never mentions the word "father" in front of her.

"Could it be that you still want to remarry me?" Huo Lingyang narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, and stared at Qiao Yiren with great interest.

Hearing this, Qiao Yiren was stunned, subconsciously looked up at Huo Lingyang, and said anxiously, "How is that possible!"

How could she think of remarrying Huo Lingyang.

Besides, shouldn't Huo Lingyang have married Qin Zhen'er long ago?

Joy's anxious expression inexplicably made Huo Lingyang feel a little uncomfortable. He looked at her coldly and snorted, "It's best to be like this!"

Qiao Yi held his forehead, lowered his head again, and said hesitantly, "Actually, Fanbao is with me, and we really live a good life. There is really no need to go back to Huo's house."

"Are you sure you're fine?" Huo Lingyang's handsome face showed a trace of disdain, "You don't even look at yourself now. What kind of good life can a small painter earn for a meager salary?"

"When he returns to Huo's house, he can enjoy first-class living conditions and first-class educational conditions. Can you give him these?"

Qiao Yiren clenched her hands into fists, and every word of Huo Lingyang was like a small needle after another, piercing into her heart.

She can't.

Even if Xiao Fanbao wanted anything, she had to save a long, long time before she could buy it for him.

The nose was slightly sour, and Joey's long eyelashes fluttered lightly, pursed his lips slightly, and looked up at Huo Lingyang stubbornly, "Even so, I don't want Xiao Fanbao to live with his stepmother."