Suffering from morning sickness after divorce, CEO’s ex-husband chases her crazy

The father and daughter got off the car and walked into the elevator. When the door opened at home, Han Shiqing checked his phone and realized that Xu Zhiyang had called him.

He took Xu Zhiyang and recorded his fingerprints on the combination lock.

"Next time you can't find me, just come in. This is your own home."

Xu Zhiyang, like Han Shiqing, was also silently digesting this sudden family affection in her heart. She had brought her son to this home the day before yesterday as a guest, and now standing here she has become a part of this home.

Han Shiqing pulled her to the sofa, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

"Yangyang, don't leave today, chat with dad."

After saying this, he told his aunt at home,

"Sister-in-law Li, give the lady the largest sunny room next to my room on the third floor!"

Sister-in-law Li didn't know why, her eyes flickered between the two of them. The day before yesterday, she was still Miss Xu, but today she was called Miss.

She muttered to herself that of course she had no right to ask, and obediently went upstairs to pack her things.

Han Shiqing came back with a cup of hot tea and stuffed it into Xu Zhiyang's hand.

"Is it cold outside? Cover your hands."

The unfamiliar intimacy is gradually changing. Father and daughter are connected. This family relationship that is thicker than water has overcome many obstacles and finally recognized each other!

Han Shiqing's eyes were covered with mist.

"I sent someone to send back the necklace you gave to grandma. She said she liked it very much and wanted to find a chance to thank you."

"As long as grandma likes it, whatever she wants next time, I'll make it for her."

Han Shiqing hummed.

"No matter what you do, she will like it."

Han Shiqing felt incredibly warm in his heart. He felt that this home was starting to feel like a home and had a bit of vitality. In his mind, he imagined what it would be like if he took them home when they were young, and the two little girls would surround her and call her daddy.

My daughter is definitely more worry-free than that boy Han Sheng, and she is closer to him.

"Yangyang, how have you been doing these past few years?"

Xu Zhiyang only reports good news but not bad news.

"Everything is fine."

The father and daughter chatted wordlessly until late at night before they returned to their rooms.

In the middle of the night, Han Sheng came back.

He didn't see the women's shoes at the entrance, so he took off his coat, threw it away casually, and went upstairs casually.

When he rubbed his eyes and went downstairs to drink water in the morning, he thought he hadn't woken up when he saw a good-looking woman coming down from the third floor.

He was really shocked. His dad's room was on the third floor!

A woman came out of his dad's room?

This thing shocked him more than Mars hitting the earth.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and found that he knew the person coming downstairs, and she was also his goddess.

Han Sheng leaned against the stairs and became petrified.

A lot of outrageous thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind. The goddess came down from his father's upstairs early in the morning. He felt like he wanted to die!

Xu Zhiyang looked at Han Sheng's ghostly face, smiled and ignored him.

Han Sheng followed him.

"Sister Yang, sister Yang, you..."

He looked Xu Zhiyang up and down, not daring to express the questions in his heart.

It's better to ask your dad.

At that time, Han Shiqing was on the phone in the study. He opened the door directly and went in with uncontrollable anger in his voice.

"Dad! You are still not a man!"

"She, she, she is old enough to be your daughter, how could you!"

Han Sheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He asked his father to find a stepmother, but he didn't ask him to find a stepmother who was about the same age as himself. How could he call him "Mom"?

The key is that the person is still his goddess.

He was wondering if she was short of money? Or encountered any other difficulties?

Huo tingshen's dog was angry with her again, causing her to let herself fall like this?

Han Shiqing quickly hung up the phone, frowning with the word "Sichuan" between his eyebrows.

"What do you have in your head all day long, you idiot?"

"You have the nerve to ask me what's in my mind, what's in your mind? Look at how old you are. If you bring a little girl home, you..."

Han Sheng was so angry that she became incoherent, and her image of a goddess collapsed in her heart.

Han Shiqing calmly sat down in his leather chair.

"Where did you go fooling around last night? Did you drink? What kind of friends did you make?"

Han Sheng said angrily,

"You can't control it. Anyway, I won't find anyone twenty years younger than me. Wouldn't that be harmful to others?"

Han Shiqing picked up the tissue on the table and threw it in his face.

"Yangyang is your sister, your real sister! Why are you talking nonsense?"

Han Sheng was stunned for a moment, carefully recalling what his father had just said. It seemed that it was not what he thought, but his sister?

"Dad, my surname is Xu. If you want to recognize me as a sister, you can't say it's a close relationship, right?"

Han Shiqing was too lazy to explain and told him directly,

"Dear, stop being so careless and don't scare your sister away."

The amount of information was so large that Han Sheng was stunned for a few seconds. When he was a child, he often searched around his father's house, wondering why he had been single and never found a stepmother for him, trying to find some clues.

In the end, he really found some useful information.

There is a number named Yanyan stored in his father's mobile phone, which will never be called.

Hidden in his wallet is an old photo with red edges and yellow edges, with the words "Yanyan" written on the back.

The word ‘cigarette’ often appeared on the draft paper he threw into the trash can.

He guessed that there was a woman living in his father's heart. That woman was not his mother, and her name was Yanyan.

Han Sheng asked silently,

"Dad, is this Aunt Yanyan?"

Han Shiqing said nothing, and Han Sheng took it as his acquiescence.

He laughed for a long time and put his hands on his waist. He didn't expect that his biological father, who had never been a womanizer in his life, still had such a romantic relationship.

"Okay, I asked you to give birth to a younger brother and sister for me, but you gave birth to a sister for me. You are quite capable!"

A few seconds later, he said in a relaxed tone,

"Not bad. Sister is good, sister is better!"

Although my sister is good, Han Sheng held his forehead and remembered that not long ago, he ran to Xu Zhiyang to express his love, like a dazed young man.

He was glad that Xu Zhiyang ignored him at that time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Now he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to face this sister later. At the same time, he was looking forward to it, would his sister lead him to buy ice cream and spicy sticks?

Probably so.