wife who doesn't lie

Mama Song stood up straight, and shook the watering can vigorously. The water droplets hanging from the spout splashed on the gorgeous poppies in full bloom, shining brightly. Her eyes fell on the security car guarding the On the leaving car, until the car disappeared at the intersection, she looked away, sighed, and then returned to the utility room at the back of the villa with the watering can.

As soon as he opened the door, he was startled by the person squatting on the ground, "Tongtong, what are you doing here?"

Tongtong held a stick and pulled a gnat that came from nowhere on the ground, "My brother hasn't woken up yet, I'm so bored."

"Then you can't play here," Song Ma put down the things in her hand, "It stinks, isn't it uncomfortable?"

There are several bags of chemical fertilizers needed for gardening in the yard piled up in the utility room, so the smell is naturally unpleasant.

"Mother Song, take me to play, I'm almost suffocated."

"Ouch," Song Ma said helplessly, "I have so much work to do, I don't have the time to accompany you."

"Let's go to the study room," Song Ma said in relief, "I know you're coming back, Xiao Mo asked someone to buy a new batch of books last time, enough for you to read for a while."

"But I've seen it all."

"Really?" Song Ma obviously didn't believe it.

The same guy was bored and threw away the stick. He suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "Mother Song, let me help you. These are for our garden."

He pointed to the bags of fertilizer in the corner.

Song Ma shook her head and smiled, "This is not fun, it's smelly and dirty, I still hate it, the gardener will use it tomorrow, so don't make any trouble."

"No, I also learned gardening outside of class, so I just wanted to give it a try." Tong Tong was a bit stubborn, and excitedly went to find a shovel.

Seeing his posture, Mama Song felt helpless, knowing that boys of this age love to play around, and she also has a grandson of the same age. Well, I can only try with a small bag, don’t dare to mess around, and remember to wash your hands when you enter the house later.”

"Okay!" Tongtong responded quickly, and immediately rushed out the door with a small shovel on his shoulder.

Song Ma shook her head and sighed with a smile, then she left him alone and went back to work in the kitchen.

When Wen Mo woke up, he saw Tongtong lying beside the bed, and there was still a lingering sound from the ruins of the dream, which made Wen Mo very dazed. After a long time, he smiled,

"Why don't you make a sound?"

Tongtong folded his arms, leaned his chin on them, and his round eyes flickered.

"Uncle Huo said he can't disturb your sleep." Tongtong tilted his head, "Brother Mo, did you dream about your mother? I heard you calling mother."

Wen Mo's throat choked, he touched Tongtong's head, and said, "Yes."

Of course, Tongtong doesn't know that all his intentions about his mother come from his mother. The embrace of his old friend in his dream is still so warm. He hides in it like a cub licking his wounds, feeling wronged and at ease.

But dreams are always so short and illusory.

"I also dreamed about my mother last night," Tong Tong said, "Mom said, I have to protect brother Mo."

Wen Mo's nose suddenly turned sour, and he almost shed tears.

Sometimes, people are so strange that there is no blood relationship between people, but they will quickly establish a sufficiently intimate and trusting bond in a short period of time.

Like his sister Lily.

It's the same now, this connection from his mother makes him almost sure that this child is his only relative in the world.

Wen Mo's mind is so delicate and sensitive, he knows that Tong Tong is not a simple child who knows nothing, although he has always maintained this appearance.

Molly spent her teenage years at entertainment venues, and with the help of Meng Jin, she gradually disappeared behind the scenes, stopped selling herself, and became one of the main contacts of "Ruanxiang", responsible for finding and recruiting some members of the organization.Later, she and Li Xiang had a relationship, and the organization became bigger and bigger, so she took care of them while running around for their cause.

Tongtong has been growing up in this kind of ups and downs.

So, how could he be so naive all the time, but Wen Mo never had the slightest resistance, maybe he understood that this was Sister Lily's child, and the blood flowing on his body reassured him.

Tong Tong was quietly buried in his arms, and suddenly asked, "Brother, are you happy now?"

Wen Mo said softly, "Happy."

Tongtong didn't say anything, just rubbed his head against his neck and said, "That's good."

Huo Yan didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening. He searched around and found Wen Mo in the study. He was holding a book, curled up on the lazy sofa, quiet like a sleepy cat.

Huo Yan looked at it for a while, walked over, squatted down in front of the sofa, held Wen Mo's hand, and kneaded it in his palm, "Go to sleep, it's late."

Huo Yan took his book, put it aside, picked him up and walked out of the study room, along the way, Wen Mo didn't speak, and looked very obedient.

Huo Yan took him to bed, and he still held him in his arms as before. In the darkness, he suddenly said: "Our child is 40 days old, and he was born very healthy."

Under the cover of the night, Wen Mo almost closed his eyes in pain.

Huo Yan's voice was low, "Wen Mo, don't do stupid things, give birth to a good baby, we need this child."

No one answered him, Wen Mo seemed to have fallen asleep.

After a long time, Wen Mo's body slowly stretched out. He indeed fell asleep, but Huo Yan kept his eyes open all the time. He looked down at the Omega in his arms, put him down, and then quietly left the room.

He came to the balcony at the end of the corridor, took out a cigarette and lit it, he took a deep breath, the long-lost tobacco smell entered his lungs, bringing a rough and primitive stimulation, he exhaled Smoke made a phone call.

"how?"

Listening to the report on the other end of the phone, he was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Okay, got it."

He put down his cell phone, raised his head and looked at the sky, the sky in the middle of the night showed a kind of darkness that engulfed everything, Huo Yan took another breath of his cigarette, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Today was Tong Tong's day to go back to school. Song's mother packed his schoolbag early in the morning and secretly stuffed some of his favorite snacks.

Wen Mo sat at the dining table and peeled eggs for Tongtong. He behaved like a normal person in front of Tongtong, without any of the gaffes and hysterics of the previous few days, and everything was as peaceful as ever.

Huo Yan was wearing a straight and slim military uniform. He was sitting across from him with a calm expression, drinking coffee while reading a newspaper.

No one doubts that this is a warm picture.

Huo Yan finally finished his meal, he put down his cup, walked behind Wen Mo as usual, supported his shoulder, leaned over and kissed the top of his hair, "I'm leaving."

He stood up straight and strode towards the door.

Just as he was putting on his leather shoes, he suddenly turned around.Tongtong's eyes staring at him caught off guard.

Huo Yan said, "I'll take you to school, by the way."

Tong Tong pursed his lips, "No need Uncle Huo, you are so busy."

Huo Yan glanced at his watch, as if waiting impatiently, "Okay, let's go."

Wen Mo put down his chopsticks anxiously.

Tong Tong was silent for a moment, then he laughed, "Well, thank you, Uncle Huo."

He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then immediately picked up his schoolbag and walked towards Huo Yan. After walking a few steps, he seemed to think of something, then turned around and hugged Wen Mo, "Brother Mo, See you next month."

Wen Mo became more and more uneasy.

Tongtong followed Huo Yan out the door.

Huo Yan put Tongtong's shoulders on his shoulders and walked towards the garage. He was expressionless, like a serious elder. The weather was cool in the morning, but sweat began to form on Tongtong's forehead. He swallowed, the closer he got to the garage , his complexion became paler, and he tried his best to control his trembling legs.

But Huo Yan didn't seem to notice his abnormality, and he still walked forward with his arms.

"Same!"

With a call from behind, Wen Mo pushed open the door and ran towards them.

Tong Tong's nerves were stretched to the extreme, he screamed: "Don't come over!"

He quickly reached into his pocket, but it was obviously too late. The man beside him moved faster than him. He grabbed his hand and took out a black square-shaped thing from his pocket.

"Don't look down on your lord." Huo Yan said indifferently, he pushed him away, and soon, several security guards quickly surrounded him and took him aside.

"Let him go!" Wen Mo threw himself forward and tugged at the security guards, but he had no way to shake him at all, he could only twist his hair and look at Huo Yan fiercely, gritted his teeth, "Let them let go!"

Huo Yan didn't seem to hear it, he held the black square and played with his fingertips, he sneered, "It's very smart, he knows how to disassemble the fan, and made such a short-time timer."

With dark eyes in his eyes, he pressed down suddenly, then walked quickly towards Wen Mo, and pressed his head to his chest with one hand.

boom--

There was a violent explosion that made the ground tremble, a huge puff of black smoke rose from the garage door, debris flew everywhere, and a pungent smell filled the air.

More security guards entered the courtyard from all directions, and surrounded Huo Yan.

Wen Mo looked at Tongtong with a pale face, as if he had understood something, his heart fell into a hole in the ice, his hands and feet were cold, "Huo Yan..."

He wasn't sharp at all, he just grabbed Huo Yan's clothes weakly, tremblingly, "Huo Yan, please..."

Huo Yan's eyes were cold, he glanced at Tong Tong, said nothing, just took Wen Mo's hand and went back to the villa.

Mama Song stood in front of the window with a pale face, she was terrified, she even forgot the etiquette as a servant, she just watched the two go upstairs with trembling.

Along the way, Wen Mo tried to explain something to Huo Yan incoherently, but Huo Yan was completely silent and just brought him into the study, where he was put on the lazy sofa.

Huo Yan stood in front of him, looking down at him expressionlessly from above, Wen Mo almost lost his strength, he looked up at him like an insect low into the dust, "Huo Yan..."

Huo Yan finally made a move, he took out the velvet box in his military trousers, knelt down on his knees, and opened it towards Wen Mo.

It was a diamond ring, the Heart of Sierra Leone, the only pink-blue two-color diamond in existence, a rare treasure, invaluable, it showed its supreme nobility in the morning sun, and it was bright and vivid. Bright, dazzling.

Wen Mo looked at it weakly, pursed his lips, big tears rolled down, he wiped them away, but the tears were still rolling on, like pearls with a broken string, Wen Mo sucked his nose, Pull out a bright smile.

He whispered to Huo Yan, "I am willing."

He was crying, but he smiled brightly. He stretched out his left hand towards Huo Yan, half of his snow-white face was imprinted by the morning sun, smudged with a hazy halo, as beautiful as Aphrodite in mythology pedicle.

"I am willing, Huo Yan."

The diamond ring was taken out of the velvet box and put on his ring finger. At that moment, Wen Mo trembled almost invisible, but Alpha had already pushed the ring to the root of the finger without hesitation.

Wen Mo closed his eyes, he knew that he would never be free in this life.