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

"You never cook, what happened today? Is something wrong?"

Leng Qingqing put down her chopsticks and asked in a relaxed tone. But an alarm bell rang in my heart - being courteous for nothing was either adultery or theft.

Huo Jingsen cleverly bypassed her question: "No, but you can learn."

In Huo Jingsen's view, the implications in his words were so strong that they were almost explicit.

——He did all this for Hengheng.

He remembered everything Leng Qingqing said last time.

Huo Jingsen lowered his eyes, glanced at the meals, and his voice was a little heavy for no reason.

"We are all very busy at work and don't have much time to spend with our children."

"So you want to make a meal as a way to make up for it?" Leng Qingqing couldn't accept what Huo Jingsen meant, and just thought this statement was a bit ridiculous.

But judging from Huo Yanheng's appearance, he was indeed bribed by this meal.

Huo Jingsen shook his head: "Of course one meal can't make up for it. I just want Hengheng to have a healthy childhood. Neither you nor I did a good enough job."

Huo Jingsen doesn't want his children to get what he didn't get when he was a child.

Throughout his childhood, the person who accompanied him most was the nanny at home.

Whenever Xuanyun came back, she would only ask about his homework and studies, which were the most important things.

If his grades decline, he will be punished and not allowed to eat.

There were many things like this, and Huo Jingsen didn't want to recall them anymore. Xuanyun was a very controlling mother. He spent his entire childhood being dominated and never did what he wanted to do.

From the last conversation with Leng Qingqing, Huo Jingsen consciously realized his own shortcomings and mistakes.

It was his first time to be a father.

Many thoughts went around in his heart. At this moment, Huo Jingsen felt suddenly enlightened. He raised his black eyes and stared at Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing took a mouthful of rice and looked into his eyes with confusion.

She couldn't understand his brain circuit more and more, so she simply didn't want to think about it.

He said perfunctorily: "Oh. As long as you are happy."

Instead of being a career maniac, do you want to be a househusband? Sorry, she doesn't need to.

"Thank you, I'm very happy." Huo Jingsen finished speaking in a polite tone and asked her again: "But you don't seem to be very happy."

Leng Qingqing choked.

What kind of straight man's answer is this? It's simply suffocating.

On purpose.

Leng Qingqing showed an expression that said, "I'm too busy, don't talk to me." "No."

The maid made a new table of food and served it. Time was tight, but every dish was delicious and delicious, which suddenly aroused the deserted appetite.

Compared with someone's craftsmanship, it's better than a star.

Lonely sat on the chair, picked up the chopsticks, and started picking up the food impatiently, watching his eyebrows relax.

Not forgetting to stab someone in the heart.

"There are people at home cooking, so you don't have to help. I don't have anything to do. What if Hengheng is poisoned?"

Huo Jingsen looked like he was choked for a moment, but after a few seconds, he actually calmed down.

"You're right, I wasn't prepared this time."

"Ah?" Leng Qingqing paused while picking up the food and raised his eyes to look at him, "You mean, there is a next time?"

"Then, you do it?"

"I don't know how to cook." Leng Qingqing opened her eyes.

It’s okay to cook it for Hengheng, just forget it.

She only showed off her cooking skills in the first episode.

Huo Jingsen has so many things to do every day, how could he possibly watch her show.

If I expected to lie, Huo Jingsen wouldn't know. Leng Qingqing felt at ease, picked up a piece of red-colored braised pork, and started to enjoy it.

There was a hint of amusement in Huo Jingsen's eyes, "That's why I'm here, you don't have to do it."

"Hengheng, do you want to eat daddy's cooking next time?" Huo Jingsen, who couldn't get any effective reply from Leng Qingqing, turned to look at his son.

Huo Yanheng didn't even think about it: "Yes!"

I was thinking in my mouth, but I picked up the vegetables and grilled the rice very quickly, as if I had been hungry for three days and three nights.

He said he still wanted to eat Huo Jingsen's cooking, but his body was honest.

The child is really hungry.

Huo Jingsen looked at his son who had different opinions and felt a little strange in his heart.

Huo Yanheng quickly finished the bowl of rice. While the maid went to add more rice, he took a sip of water and seemed to remember something.

"...In the past few days, when school was over, I felt like someone was looking at me, but I didn't know who it was. Sometimes I also have this feeling when I go to school."

Huo Yanheng pursed his lips and looked at the two of them with doubtful eyes: "Am I overthinking it?"

Huo Yanheng felt like there was a mouse hiding in an invisible corner, but when he looked over, the mouse was hiding.

But the prying eyes followed him like a shadow.

This kind of prying eyes is indeed very subtle, but Huo Yanheng is undoubtedly sensitive to these things.

Leng Qingqing knew that the child would not say something for no reason, so he raised his eyes and thought for a moment: "Is it the paparazzi?"

Those guys are the most unlimited in the entertainment industry.

But what did they want to do when they filmed a little boy?

As we all know, paparazzi are the most useless creatures, unless someone hires them to secretly photograph Huo Yanheng.

Less than half a year after re-entering the entertainment industry, Leng Qingqing had successfully made countless enemies. Let her think about who they were. There were so many people.

After a while, Leng Qingqing immersed herself in making a long list of names - based on the timeline, the name she wrote at the beginning was Leng Aili.

"I haven't seen Ellie for a long time."

Leng Qingqing held the list in her hand, glanced at the man next to her intentionally or unintentionally, and secretly observed his expression.

The message Xie Xie gave her was that he saw the two of them acting ambiguously.

But based on Huo Jingsen's character, she didn't really believe that he could like Ellie.

Xie Xie really didn't deal with Huo Jingsen, and never forgot to wear small shoes for him at all times.

The old fox remained as still as a clock, sitting on a chair with a cup of coffee in his hand, closing his eyes and sniffing. At least judging from his expression, he did not reveal any information.

Leng Qingqing, a person who is so good at observing words and expressions, didn't see anything.

She had to change her strategy. She had to know why Ellie came here.

"I heard that on Hengheng's birthday, someone saw Ellie at our house."

Leng Qingqing's eyes lit up slightly and she looked at him, "Huo Jingsen, didn't you leave very early that day? Did you see Ellie?"

Huo Jingsen was silent for a moment, put down the coffee, and asked her quietly: "What is your relationship with Ellie? I seem to have never heard you talk about your family."

There is nothing wrong with any of these two sentences.

But when the two sentences are connected together, they are very incoherent, and the preface does not match the follower.

Huo Jingsen definitely said this on purpose.

Leng Qingqing didn't believe it. Huo Jingsen didn't secretly investigate her family when he was trying to testify with her.

Since Huo Jingsen wants to pretend, Leng Qingqing also pretends, who can't do it anymore.

"Didn't I tell you?" She pretended to be surprised: "I remember I told you, but it turned out that I remembered it wrong."

Huo Jingsen was silent, watching her performance.

"Since I remembered it wrong, it's not too late to tell you now." Leng Qingqing said, "Ellie is my half-sister."

She blinked, didn't she mean anything?

Huo Jingsen said nothing and didn't seem interested. He just responded lightly as a reply.

Leng Qingqing: "Now I want to ask you, as my husband, why did you get together with Ellie?"

"...nonsense." Huo Jingsen's voice suddenly dropped, "Who told you these nonsense?"

Seeing that he was showing signs of being angry, Leng Qingqing became more energetic, and she said angrily: "Xie Xian told me, he saw it with his own eyes. On Hengheng's birthday, you and Ellie hugged and kissed at the door of our house!"

"........."

Huo Jingsen's dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Xie Xie...?"