Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Wen Wenyao couldn't bear to wake him up, so he sat in the car and watched him until Liang Huizhi couldn't wait to open the door and walk out.He just gestured to her, and then gently pushed him awake.

"It's here? Why didn't you call me? Something..."

"Don't worry, I took it for you. It's all in the trunk. What did you order? There are so many. The gift box is quite beautiful. Hey hey! Don't you know that you have low blood sugar? Slow down!" Wen Wenyao looked at Han Yufeng because In a hurry, the whole person fell back on the chair again, so frightened that his soul almost flew away, so he hurriedly supported him.

"How about it? Drink some honey water before going out?" Just in case, now Wen Wenyao will mix some honey water in a thermos and put it in the car when he goes out.

"No, I won't make my parents wait in a hurry."

"Open your mouth."

"..." Han Yufeng didn't know why, so he obediently opened his mouth, only to be stuffed with a piece of hard candy.

"how do you feel?"

"It's much better, let's go down." Han Yufeng patted Wen Wenyao's head, opened the car door first and stepped down. When he looked up, he saw Liang Huizhi standing on the steps and looking at him with a smile. He couldn't help calling out, "Mom .”

"Hey! Here you come? Come in, I'll wait for you to come back and have dinner!"

"Mom! Wait, there are still things." Wen Wenyao also got out of the car this time. He opened the trunk, and took out three boxes of things one after another from inside, and put them on the ground.

"Come on, come on, what's the cost?"

"Yu Feng has money, don't save it for him." After Wen Wenyao said this, he laughed.Why is this so similar to what the wife said to her mother in some family ethics dramas?

Han Yufeng also laughed at this time. He strode to the back, bent down and picked up two bags. He wanted to pick up the third bag, but Wen Wenyao quickly snatched it away.He glared at him and motioned for another bag, hurry up.

But Han Yufeng ignored his gaze, and directly carried the two bags over him and walked towards Liang Huizhi, "Don't say that, last time I came to the door for the first time, I should have brought some greetings, but things happened in a hurry, and I didn't prepare anything. Make up."

When Liang Huizhi heard the words, she no longer struggled.After all, it is the wish of the juniors, so let them do whatever they want.

As long as both parties are happy.

Since she was brainwashed by Wen Yehua last time, the more she looked at it now, the more she felt that this child was pleasing to the eye, he was much better and more sensible than her own stupid son, and his background was pitiful.In short, there was no place to vent her love, so she quickly found that Han Yufeng's face was extremely pale, and she took the initiative to go down the steps to help her, "What's the matter, Yu Feng? Is it still not feeling well? Sigh, it's all your father's fault. I want you to come back. Hurry up! Go in and rest! Are you tired after sitting in the car for so long?"

Wen Wenyao, who was still standing by the car and was about to follow up, couldn't stand it and shouted: "Mom! Why don't you ask your son if I'm tired from driving? He slept all the way, what's there to be tired about?"

Liang Huizhi gave him a sideways glance, "Have you been wronged by driving so little?"

"That's a short way? You don't even know how far I've come around!"

"Shut up." Immediately afterwards, she said to Han Yufeng, "Is this kid very noisy? It's hard for you."

"Mom! Are you my real mother?"

"..." Han Yufeng couldn't hold it back in the end, he just grinned and laughed, and when he had finished laughing, he saw Wen Wenyao staring at him angrily, "If you dare to speak ill of me, I'll kill you" look.

He just said, "Xiao Yao is very nice, very...cute."

"Han Yufeng!"

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill someone?" Then she helped Han Yufeng and went in, leaving Wen Wenyao alone in the courtyard.

When entering the lobby, Wen Yehua was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, seeing them greet each other, he said, "Let's serve dinner."

"Uh, Dad, let us rest for a while... You have to take your time when you first come back, don't you?"

"Oh, that's right. Look at me, I've been so busy and confused these days." Wen Yehua bent his index finger and tapped his forehead, "Yu Feng, how is your health recently?"

"Thank you dad for your concern, it's much better now."

"That's good, why don't I look at my face..."

Wen Wenyao curled his lips, "When I got off the car just now, I had hypoglycemia. I guess it hurt for a while last night. I didn't sleep well. It's strange that my face looks better." Without hesitation, he revealed Han Yufeng's old background Hearing this, Wen Yehua frowned, and Liang Huizhi hurriedly informed the kitchen to bring some warm honey water.

Han Yufeng had never experienced this kind of feeling of being cared by his family. He was a little stunned for a while, and after a long time he said, "Don't be busy. Dad, let's eat first."

"Okay, let's eat." Wen Yehua didn't know what to think of, and the expression on his face was a little worried.

Wen Wenyao sensitively sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't want to ask anything. He just helped Han Yufeng up, took him to the toilet to wash his hands, and then planned to help him to the dining table, making Han Yufeng dumbfounded.

"You're making me feel sick."

"Isn't it?" Wen Wenyao stared at him, as if he didn't accept the refutation, Han Yufeng couldn't help itching his hands and stroked his hair again.

"Hey! Hairstyle!"

At the dining table, Han Yufeng still had no appetite, he put down his chopsticks after picking up the dishes a few times, and watched them eat.

"Yu Feng, why do you only eat such a small amount? Is it because the food is not to your liking, or you can't eat it? Xiao Yao, don't bother with eating, hurry up and serve someone a bowl of soup."

"Oh, how about some drink?" Wen Wenyao also showed worry in his eyes. He stood up and put a bowl of soup in Han Yufeng's hand. Looking at him, he insisted on letting him drink it.

Han Yufeng couldn't bear to do what he wanted, so he could only suppress his nausea, scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.But after all, he overestimated himself. After drinking for a long time, the churning nausea still couldn't be suppressed.

"I'm sorry." He reluctantly apologized, then pushed away the chair and staggered towards the toilet.Wen Wenyao was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly followed.While Wen Yehua and his wife sat at the dining table and looked at each other, they could see worry in each other's eyes.

Besides, Wen Wenyao followed in, and saw Han Yufeng retching beside the sink, unable to vomit anything.He hurried over to support him, and ran his hand along his back from top to bottom, without saying anything, just supporting him silently.

I don't know how long it took, but after he calmed down, he took a glass of water and asked him to rinse his mouth, and then wrapped his arms around his waist and let him lean on him.

"Is it okay? You are really good, just say it if you can't drink it. Why do you want to show off?"

"Sorry, I seem to have screwed up again."

"What are you talking about? Han Yufeng, have you misunderstood something again? I mean, can you put yourself in your heart a little bit?"