Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Jiang Lan heard that there was no result from the discussion with Jiang's father.

Later, when he was alone with his mother, Jiang's mother couldn't put it down in her arms with little Jiang Sheng. While coaxing her grandson, she said to her son: "Lan Ting, you are a fan of the authorities! You only think about your relationship with Huo Jiao, you think about you Love her or not, she loves you or not... But from the beginning to the end of your relationship and marriage, Huo Jiao has nothing to do with you. Even if she can't let go because of Song Qingqing's affairs, isn't this human nature? ? If the person was dead at that time, she could be so sweet to you, which would seem cold-blooded."

"With this matter, you should still give in to her."

"Now that we have a child, how could such a big son appear out of thin air? For more than a year, you have not been with her, but she has persisted and taken care of her day and night! You still ask her to follow It's the same as before, how is it possible, now she is not only a wife, but also a mother, and it is true that she is angry with you in her heart."

After Jiang Mu finished speaking, her eyes were moist.

She gave birth to her son so well, and Lan Ting was so outstanding since he was a child, so he developed his superior temperament and refused to let go of girls at all.

She actually likes Huo Jiao. Besides, she is a woman and can understand women better.

Jiang's mother was sad, so Jiang Sheng held her grandma's face and kissed her hard.

Still grinning.

He was good-looking, and he looked so sunny and very lovable... Mother Jiang kept close to her little Jiang Sheng, and she told Jiang Lan, "No matter what, you have to work hard! Lan Ting, you guys really liked me back then." Don’t you think it’s a pity to just give up on the other person? Besides, with your temperament, you’ll probably never meet another Huo Jiao again in this life!”

Jiang Lan listened silently: "I know!"

Later, when the house was filled with excitement for Xiao Jiang Sheng, he walked to the terrace and lit a cigarette. He lowered his head and looked at the phone in his hand, which also contained the chat history between him and Huo Jiao.

Since marriage, there are really only a handful of words.

He held the cigarette between his slender fingers and slowly finished smoking a cigarette. He sent a WeChat message to Huo Jiao [My father and mother miss you very much. 】

That sentence [Shall I pick you up? ], he was never able to type it out.

He was afraid of her rejection.

Huo Jiao sent him a message back [Send my regards to them! 】

Jiang Lan thought for a while and typed a few more words [I miss you too. 】

This time, she didn't reply. Maybe she didn't believe his sincerity, maybe she was too lazy to respond... In fact, he had been very busy in the past few years, and he had kept the divorce agreement on hold. He didn't necessarily miss her that much. It seemed that living apart was not good for her. It's easier for him.

Song Qingqing's death did change his relationship with Huo Jiao.

But now when he says he misses her, he means it.

People are such contradictory creatures. Once they lose something, they will become nervous and desperately want to hold on... even if they still think it would be better for them to separate.

Feelings at a distance will last longer than being together day and night.

But a voice told him that Huo Jiao didn't think so. If they separated... she would start a new relationship, maybe not remarry, but she would fall in love with someone.

Just thinking about it made Jiang Lan listen far-reaching.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Lanting sent little Jiang Sheng back to Huo Jiao.

She wasn't there.

The aunt opened the door. Jiang Lanting held her son and asked, "Where is Huo Jiao?"

The aunt hugged little Jiang Sheng and said very attentively: "Miss Huo just came back recently. Many friends have asked her to meet. Oh, Master Sun made an appointment with her today."

Master Sun, Sun Siyuan...

Do they still have contact?

Jiang Lan felt very unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face. He kissed little Jiang Sheng again and said gently: "Dad will come back tomorrow."

Little Jiang Sheng was sleepy, lying on her aunt's shoulder and yawned.

Jiang Lan couldn't bear to see it.

Besides, he was also dissatisfied with Huo Jiao going on a date, so he said to his aunt, "Take some time to clean up. I'll take Jiang Sheng back to stay one night."

The aunt was dumbfounded. She stammered: "This matter needs to be discussed with Miss Huo."

Jiang Lan heard the tone calmly: "We are still husband and wife."

He took his son away semi-forcefully.

In my heart, I am always angry.

At this time, Huo Jiao was meeting Sun Siyuan, and at the same time Anna... who was Jiang Lan's secretary. They were getting married, and Huo Jiao brought them gifts from abroad.

A pair of very expensive watches.

Anna was with Sun Siyuan and received gifts again. She felt embarrassed to say a few nice words for her boss. At the same time, she also liked Huo Jiao. She always felt that her boss was too workaholic and he had neglected his wife in the past two years.

The meal was quite enjoyable, and when Huo Jiao was about to leave, she received a call from her aunt.

The aunt's tone was tense: "Miss Huo, little Jiang Sheng was taken away by Mr. Jiang and said she was staying at his place to spend the night."

Huo Jiao was stunned.

Then, she smiled slightly: "I know!"

She put down her phone and was not in a hurry to go back. She just let Jiang Lan have a taste of what it was like to take care of a child.

She played until late at night before returning home. She took a comfortable bath and took care of herself. Just as she was about to go to bed, she received a call from Jiang Lanting: "Please come over here! The child refuses to sleep!"

Huo Jiao was lying on the bed, quite happy.

She pressed her face against the pillow and said in a gentle voice, "Aren't you the one who wants to take Jiang Sheng back?"

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment.

He said in a very gentle tone: "Can you come here and coax him?"

Huo Jiao also couldn't bear to let go of her child.

It was even more impossible for her to toss the child in the middle of the night and ask Jiang Lanting to send the child back. She was actually a little tired, but she still got up and got dressed, and drove to Jiang Lanting's villa late at night. In fact, she had lived there for a while. The wedding room of time.

Everything is the same as before.

The servants at home were not asleep yet. When they saw Huo Jiao coming, they all called her "ma'am."

Huo Jiao asked: "Where is sir?"

The servant said: "Sir is coaxing the young master upstairs! He is so busy that the young master is a little restless when sleeping."

Huo Jiao felt sorry for her son and went directly upstairs.

On the second floor, the lights are bright.

In the bedroom, Jiang Lan listened to the workaholic. She was still wearing daytime clothes, but her shirt was pulled out of her belt. She was holding little Jiang Sheng in her arms, coaxing the child with an awkward expression.

Little Jiang Sheng nestled comfortably in his arms, sometimes smiling happily, sometimes not moving.

Huo Jiao went over, and Jiang Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his son and said softly: "He has been refusing to sleep. When he wakes up, he crawls into my arms."

Huo Jiao hugged little Jiang Sheng and said softly: "He needs to drink milk before going to bed."

Jiang Lan didn't know.

Huo Jiao added: "I have it in my car! You go and get a small suitcase from the trunk. I've brought all Jiang Sheng's things over."

Jiang Lan didn't leave immediately.

He looked at her with burning eyes. Huo Jiao coaxed her son and said in a low voice: "Go down and get it! He is hungry."

Although she didn't blame him, she was definitely unhappy.

Jiang Lan listened and went downstairs and opened Huo Jiao's trunk. Sure enough, there was a small box... filled with little Jiang Sheng's baby supplies.

Suddenly his nose felt sour, and only then did he accept the fact that Huo Jiao had changed from a girl to a mother.

She is a good mother.

Just as he was about to close the trunk, his eyes flashed and he saw something shiny.

When I picked it up, I saw it was their wedding ring!

It was the wedding ring he put on Huo Jiao himself, and she just threw it casually in the trunk...