Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan came back from the bathroom and pushed open the office door, and saw Huo Mingzheng and Liu Liu, father and son, sitting on the sofa with identical world-weary faces.

The difference is that one is expressing his true feelings of missing his mother, while the other is pretending, but his acting is very realistic.

"Wife." Upon seeing Fu Yan, Huo Mingzheng's hand was faster than Liu Liu's. He reached out and held Fu Yan's hand. "It's so boring here. There's someone even more boring. Take me and my son back."

Qin Heng was too lazy to expose it!

Fu Yan held his hand with her backhand and said gently, "Okay, we'll go home right away."

Huo Mingzheng contentedly held his son in one hand and held Fu Yan's hand with the other, interlocking their fingers.

Liu Liu’s arms were short, and he couldn’t touch Fu Yan after struggling for several times.

Huo Mingzheng acted like a loving father and said, "You are too fat. You will tire your mother out."

Qin Heng's mouth twitched.

Double standard dog!

I just corrected him that Liuliu means strong, not fat.

The family of three returned to the car. After Huo Mingzheng placed Liuliu in the child safety seat, he turned around and hugged Fu Yan.

"Tired?"

"I'm not tired. I didn't do anything."

Fu Yan wanted to tease Liu Liu, but Huo Mingzheng grabbed her back and held her in his arms, "Let me hold you for a while."

"I'm looking for my son." Fu Yan tried to push him away.

Huo Mingzheng blocked her view. "He's having fun by himself. Let's not disturb his concentration. That's what the experts said."

Fu Yan was trapped in his arms and couldn't break free. She raised her head and stared at him silently!

How could she not understand Huo Mingzheng!

As long as she is not around, his son is everything to him.

And as long as she is around, her son is his cover!

"Don't make me slap you."

Huo Mingzheng leaned his face closer and quickly kissed her on the lips, "Fan her after the kiss."

……

One day when I was sixty-six years old.

Huo Mingzheng was processing documents in the study. From outside the half-open door came the sound of Liu Liu running quickly and Fu Yan's coaxing and deceiving voice.

"Liu Liu, be obedient. Pink looks really good on you. You will definitely look your best in it. Mom taught you the Cantonese word 'handsome' to describe you. Please trust Mom for once."

Hearing Fu Yan's unconsciously raised voice when talking to the child, Huo Mingzheng's eyes were filled with smiles.

"No, no! Mommy can't say it anymore!" Liu Liu's voice of resistance echoed throughout the villa.

The afternoon sun slanted into the study, through the New Year's paper-cut on the floor-to-ceiling window. Fu Yan would cut new window paper-cuts and paste them on the glass of the study every New Year's Eve.

What’s different is the zodiac sign every year.

The same thing: Fu Yan's abstract style has remained the same for several years.

Huo Mingzheng put down his writing and listened quietly to the noise outside the study.

After he turned 66, he started to be unwilling all day long. His personality became more and more obvious and his temper became worse.

"Mom, I don't want to wear it. It doesn't look good!" Liu Liu crawled into the small tent in the children's room and zipped it up to block Fu Yan from entering.

The voice came from the small window of the tent, it was so soft and tender that Fu Yan's heart melted.

Through the transparent cloth of the tent, Fu Yan looked at her delicate and adorable son. How could he not wear pink?

Liu Liu jumped up and down in the tent. Just when Fu Yan decided to unzip the tent, Liu Liu seemed to have noticed her intention and pushed the tent with her little hands, "No, no!"

Suddenly, a tall and straight figure stood outside the door of the children's room.

"6."

Liuliu in the tent frowned and wrinkled his face, "Daddy is not 6, it's Liuliu."

The man walked in with long legs, "What's the difference?"

As he said that, he directly unzipped the tent and pulled out the chubby Liu Liu.

At first, Liu Liu resisted with all his might, kicking his calves wildly, and the scene was just like catching piglets in a pigsty.

Huo Mingzheng gently patted his butt with his palm. Apart from being able to feel the force, it didn't hurt at all. Miraculously, it was as if a button had been pressed, and Liuliu became obedient for a second.

Tears quickly filled her big round eyes, and she turned her head to stare at him with grievance.

Fu Yan felt distressed, "Why did you hit him?"

Huo Mingzheng held his forehead and sighed helplessly.

He is only two years old and has not had time to learn other things, but he has mastered acting skills to perfection.

He turned around to comfort Fu Yan, "Do you think he has behaved himself?"

Although she didn't want to admit it, Fu Yan still nodded.

"Give me the clothes and I'll put them on him."

Huo Mingzheng reached out to Fu Yan.

When he saw the pink shirt that Fu Yan handed over, he asked meaningfully, "Did my mother buy it for me?"

Fu Yan nodded with an expression that asked how did you know.

Huo Mingzheng took the clothes and just said, "I think it's very similar to her aesthetic."

This style.

He was almost forced to wear it as a child.

Huo Mingzheng placed Liu Liu on the children's sofa and said, "Stand up."

Liu Liu, who dared not speak out but was angry, pouted her lips and stood still like a soldier.

Huo Mingzheng looked at Liu Liu with his head raised in amusement, "Who taught you that?"

"Yuanyuan's uncle taught me." Liuliu was quite proud.

Fu Yan almost laughed, but finally couldn't help it and turned away.

She was clearly teaching Uncle Yuan and Uncle Fang, but he ended up becoming Yuanyuan's uncle and Fangfang's uncle.

Huo Mingzheng took off his clothes and said, "Tell your uncle Yuanyuan that you taught me well. Continue next time."

He didn't expect that because of his words, Cao Yuan trained Liu Liu mercilessly for several days.

Huo Mingzheng put the pink shirt on Liuliu and curled the corners of his lips with satisfaction.

"Honey, take a picture of him."

Liuliu clenched his fists, looked up and complained: "You don't want to be in Thailand!"

Huo Mingzheng frowned slightly, "What?"

Fu Yan was translating nearby. "He said we shouldn't go too far, or we'll mess up the words we just learned."

Fu Yan took out her cell phone and said, "Baby, smile."

Liuliu gave the camera a quick grin, swallowing the humiliation as he protested, "I'm going to tell grandma!"

"A simple child." Fu Yan said, and immediately sent the photo of Liu Liu wearing a pink shirt to Cheng Wei Jin.

[Mom, you really shouldn't say that this dress is very suitable for Liuliu. ]

Cheng Weijin replied in one second: [Hahahahaha, I finally saw him wearing it, it looks so good! When his dad was young he refused to wear it, which made me jealous, my grandson is so obedient! ]

Liu Liu climbed down from the sofa, ran out of the children's room, turned around and shouted, "I'm angry!"

After making this speech, Liuliu continued to run outside, deciding to hide so that they couldn't find him.

Unexpectedly, after he left, Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan directly to the study and continued what he had not completed last night after being interrupted by Liu Liu.

Liu Liu ran into the large cloakroom in the master bedroom, and his waving arms knocked over a box on the shelf.

The box rolled to the floor and a letter fell out.

A breeze blew through the open window, ruffling a corner of the letter.

Yanyan, my wife...