Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Imperial City Airport.

Huo Jingsen had been standing at the entrance of the hall for a few minutes. Sheng Ming sent a message that he would arrive in five minutes.

He saw a young man sitting in the hall, dressed very young, wearing a baseball cap, with a few strands of slightly curly black hair sticking up from the brim.

The young man leaned lazily on his seat, ignoring the wrinkles on his black T-shirt. There was an assistant-looking person beside him who turned his head to talk to him, while the young man just lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

Huo Jingsen's eyes were fixed on his strong wrist.

A watch, a ladies' diamond watch that he was familiar with.

The quality of diamonds is pure, and the cutting technology of each diamond is top-notch.

He studied it for a few seconds, and a second before the boy raised his head to look at it, he calmly withdrew his gaze.

Modern imitation techniques are indeed very good.

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Sheng Ming didn't hesitate to ask for leave and come to pick him up at the airport.

Shutting the car door with a clang, Sheng Ming looked at his friend in the rearview mirror.

"How did Zhao Qianjin and Leng Qingqing hook up?"

Sheng Ming had wanted to ask this question for several days. Huo Jingsen naturally would not answer such a boring question, so he could only find an opportunity to ask it face to face.

Huo Jingsen's brows twitched slightly and asked, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"I knew you would say that."

Sheng Ming started the car and drove out of the airport onto a gentle avenue. The bustling scene of high-rise buildings in the city gradually appeared around it.

While waiting for the red light, Sheng Ming held the steering wheel with one hand and turned around to ask: "Did you tell Leng Qingqing when you came back? As a wife, her husband didn't come to pick her up when he returned home. Didn't she cry and shout to come before?"

Leng Qingqing's recent indifferent attitude makes people can't help but think about it.

Huo Jingsen lowered his eyes and thought, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

The year he first married Leng Qingqing, he would call to ask where he went to socialize every night and who was around him.

Even if his attitude was indifferent, she never changed.

Later, he changed his mobile phone number and never received a call from her again.

A few days later, Leng Qingqing found his number again out of nowhere, but his behavior finally calmed down.

He picked up the phone, lowered his eyes and checked the recent call records with Leng Qingqing, only a few of them.

Leng Qingqing almost never called, and no longer cared about where he went or who he met.

Finally, she filed for divorce.

Huo Jingsen rubbed the screen with his fingertips, looking back and forth from the word "deserted".

He weighed his tone and said, "Tell me, what would be the reason for a woman to file for divorce?"

Sheng Ming stopped suddenly and turned around with stunned eyes: "Who wants a divorce? Leng Qingqing wants to divorce you???"

"No." Huo Jingsen pursed his lips, looked indifferent, and glanced out the window, "He is a friend of mine."

The vehicles were jammed in the center, and the car owners behind them all honked their horns to urge them. Sheng Ming started the car again and walked forward, with a strong tone of disbelief in his tone.

"Really, you don't have any friends except me."

Huo Jingsen stopped talking.

Sheng Ming decided that there must be a problem between him and Leng Qingqing. After all the insinuations, he couldn't get a word out of Huo Jingsen's mouth, so he had no choice but to give up.

Halfway through the journey, there was another annoying red light. Sheng Ming raised his fingers and tapped on the steering wheel, and said.

"Normally, a woman will never file for divorce unless..."

He spoke in a longer tone and secretly observed the reaction of the people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

"Unless it's something." Huo Jingsen's calm reply came from the back seat.

Sheng Ming couldn't find any information on his face, so he said with some frustration: "Does your friend have children with his wife?"

Huo Jingsen: "...Yes, it's a girl."

The first second Sheng Ming heard this answer, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise wildly, and he couldn't help but laugh crazily - there really was no three hundred taels of silver in this place.

The more something is concealed, the more problematic it becomes.

This ‘girl’ couldn’t be Hengheng.

It was related to his friend's marriage. Although Sheng Ming wanted him to get divorced from the bottom of his heart, he still took up his role as a military advisor seriously at this moment.

"Generally speaking, no matter what conflicts there are between husband and wife, women will put up with it for the sake of their children."

"If a woman wants to get divorced after having children, there are only two possibilities."

This time, Sheng Ming didn't show off. He took a bottle of water from the passenger seat, drank a few sips, and cleared his throat.

"First, she was having an affair."

"Secondly, she is completely disappointed in her man."

He continued to observe secretly in the rearview mirror, and sure enough, this time, Huo Jingsen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

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"Where do you want to go today?"

Leng Qingqing's play plan for Huo Yanheng's vacation was successfully completed.

She knelt down, straightened Huo Yanheng's collar, and tied her shoelaces. Huo Yanheng seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and took a step back.

Leng Qingqing raised her eyes and looked level with his.

Huo Yanheng's pupils were extremely round and black, like a cat's eyes.

"Dad is coming back today." Huo Yanheng looked away from her, and his eyelashes drooped aggrievedly: "I want to wait for dad at home."

Leng Qingqing scratched his head: "Really? Why didn't I know."

"..."

Huo Yanheng didn't know how to answer this question.

Leng Qingqing thought of an excellent plan, smiled and said, "How about when Huo Jingsen comes back, let him take you to the amusement park?"

In his memory, Huo Jingsen was always busy with company affairs and never took time to play alone with his children.

We can't see each other even a few times a month, let alone being taken out by parents to travel and have fun like other children.

Looking at it now, Huo Jingsen, a father, spends very little time with his children.

Huo Yanheng raised his eyes suddenly, his pupils filled with surprise. Sure enough, he was still a child.

"really?"

Naturally, I got a cold and affirmative reply: "Of course!"

After a few seconds, the light in Huo Yanheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and he hesitated: "But dad seems to be very busy."

Moreover, his father never took him out to play.

Is this possible, possible? In Huo Yanheng's little mind, it was an unattainable dream.

Every time the classmates in kindergarten asked where their parents were traveling with them, Huo Yanheng would always lower his head silently.

Leng Qingqing touched his head and gave him a reassurance.

"Don't worry, mom has plenty of means."

After Huo Jingsen returned to China, she could finally continue to discuss the divorce. You have to bother him enough to sign the divorce agreement.

Not long after, a sports car parked in front of the door, and Huo Jingsen came back, followed by a carefree Sheng Ming.

Standing on the second floor in a deserted manner, looking down from above openly, with no curtains drawn.

As soon as Huo Jingsen got out of the car, he noticed the gaze from the second floor. He pretended not to know. Faced with Sheng Ming's request to go in and meet his 'sister-in-law', he refused without mercy.

"She doesn't want to see you."

Sheng Ming was driven away, and before driving away, he waved and shouted to the second floor.

"Sister-in-law, bring Hengheng with you tonight!"

The window was closed, and Leng Qingqing didn't hear a word, only Sheng Ming was barking.

Huo Jingsen walked in, and Leng Qingqing led Hengheng down the spiral staircase. Hengheng's steps were a little nervous and a little hasty, and even his palms were sweating.

Leng Qingqing squeezed his little hand and felt Hengheng take a deep breath.

Their relationship broke down and there was no need for small talk. She directly asked Huo Jingsen to take Hengheng to the amusement park.

Huo Jingsen looked at her calmly: "Tomorrow."

"Why?" Leng Qingqing was unhappy. She wanted to fight if she wasn't happy. She crossed her arms and said coldly: "Can't you take a day to spend time with Hengheng? How can someone else be a father?"

Huo Jingsen: "There is a private dinner tonight. You and Hengheng will go together."

Her eyes lowered and glanced at Huo Yanheng beside her.

The tone paused and then added: "We are all our own people at the dinner party." So there is no need to worry.

Huo Yanheng nodded obediently: "Okay, Dad, I can do it."

Leng Qingqing gently rubbed the top of Hengheng's hair, and said in a particularly gentle tone, "I discovered that you are better behaved when he is around than when he is around me."

There was an invisible killing intent in the air.

Huo Yanheng's back straightened instantly, he blinked a little helplessly, thinking quickly about how to answer this question.

The next second, two big hands suddenly passed through his armpits. Huo Yanheng's body flew into the air and he saw that the ground was getting further and further away from him.

He was picked up.

It is a power that I have never felt before. There is a strong fragrance of pine wood lingering on the tip of my nose. It is distant and alienated. It makes people want to get close. This smell is very familiar.

Huo Jingsen skillfully solved the problem for his son and walked upstairs with Hengheng in his arms, "Come on, let's go change clothes."

Huo Yanheng opened his eyes wide and was so stunned that he forgot to speak. He saw Leng Qingqing getting further and further away.

It was as if he couldn't believe that he was holding this person in his arms.

When Huo Jingsen walked up the stairs, Huo Yanheng lowered his head like a puppy and lay obediently on his father's broad and strong shoulders. He rested his chin on his father's shoulders, revealing a pair of dark, round eyes with a little red eye sockets in the cold air.

He saw a deserted figure at the bottom of the stairs, smiling and waving to him.

At this moment, I suddenly felt like crying.