Because Luo Hao pushed Mian Mian, the first place fell to He Hui's mother and son.

He Hui felt very happy after winning Sang He. They had two drinks at the dinner party in the evening.

A group of mothers sat together, and the topic was nothing more than their children. As they chatted, the conversation came to the father of their children.

Everyone was chatting animatedly, except Sang He who remained silent.

"Senior Sister Sang." He Hui suddenly looked at Sang He.

Sang He ignored her.

But He Hui didn't care, and asked as if unintentionally: "I have never met my brother-in-law after knowing him for so long. When will we meet him?"

As soon as this question was asked, the scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

Who here doesn't know about the scandal about Sang He being kept?

Sang He clenched the cup tightly, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

"Senior Sister Sang, don't hide your beauty in the golden house."

In the dark night, Sang He lowered his eyes and murmured: "Luo Wenmo..."

Mianmian still went to the toilet.

Because of He Hui's problem at the dinner party in the evening, the wound in Sang He's heart was once again touched.

It's really sweet.

Mianmian, who was beside Sang He, blinked and was no longer as happy as before.

But He Hui looked innocent: "What are you doing to me? Don't you want to meet me?"

Mianmian sat down next to Sang He, then she hugged Sang He's arm and gently pressed her head against Sang He's arm.

The milk was quickly heated. Sang He poured the milk into a cup and handed it to Mianmian.

What catches the eyes of the audience is the scene of Sang He and Mianmian sitting at the table having breakfast.

[Couldn’t this be what Sang He taught her? Sure enough, any mother can teach any kind of child. 】

Sang He poured the milk into the pot and stirred it gently.

Since he couldn't sleep anymore, Sang He simply put on a coat and sat down in the yard.

At this time, the staff said from the side: "After dinner, please go to the village head with your mother and baby to gather."

[Maybe Sang He is a mistress.]

Seeing this, Xu Qing hurriedly tugged on He Hui's clothes and signaled her to stop talking.

At eight o'clock sharp, the camera automatically turns on.

…

The bitter taste spread in his mouth, but it was not as bitter as Sang He's heart.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Mianmian walked over with a "da da da" sound.

Mianmian held the cup carefully, took a sip, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

For a moment, everyone lowered their heads and picked at the rice in their bowls, but their ears stood up.

At around seven o'clock the next morning, many people were already watching the live broadcast, waiting for the dark screen to light up.

Mianmian's voice sounded like a mosquito, "Mom, my stomach hurts. Can you accompany Mianmian home to use the toilet?"

[This scene is really peaceful. It would be nice if Sang He was not so confused and did such things.]

Mianmian didn't understand what Sang He meant, but just hugged her arms tighter.

Sang He and Mianmian arrived home soon.

She has not forgotten what Uncle Zhang Yang said, she must behave well.

I saw Mianmian looking sleepy and holding a glass of water in her little hand.

She lay in bed for more than an hour unable to fall asleep. In the thick darkness of the night, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Sang He's face became increasingly ugly.

[You fans, stop it. The real owner is not in a hurry. I really don’t know what you are worried about.]

How could they miss this kind of thing where the front line takes advantage of others?

She originally thought of going to the toilet, but she was a little scared when there was no one around her. After seeing Sang He's lonely back, she felt a little uncomfortable.

After a brief chat with the people at the dinner table, Sang He left with Mianmian.

Suddenly a low voice came from behind: "Mom."

"What's wrong?" Sang He looked sideways.

[Isn’t it Sang He’s fault? 】

His heart suddenly hurt, and Sang He pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth.

Sang He glanced at Mianmian.

Although she didn't understand what He Hui meant, she could feel that Sang He was very sad now, and she also knew that Sang He definitely didn't want to stay here anymore.

Mianmian smiled with a satisfied look on her face: "Wow, it smells so good. Did mom give Mianmian hot milk?"

She is about to get sick again.

People on the barrage also started talking about it.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that he couldn't ask any more questions, but He Hui's brain was stimulated by alcohol, and he didn't even have the slightest sense of discernment.

Sang He stood up immediately.

Sang He's fingertips moved slightly.

After coming out of the toilet, she saw Sang He next to the stove.

Her dark eyes rolled, Mian Mian covered her stomach, and gently pulled Sang He with her little hand.

After today's recording ends, they will leave the ancient eastern village.

"Mom, I will always be with you."

Placing his hands on the bed, Sang He forced himself up. After finding the medicine, he swallowed it directly without even drinking water.

[Is Sang He thinking that Mianmian is not full yet, so he gives her hot milk? 】

[I hope Sang He will wake up soon, don’t be trapped by love and love, work hard on his career, set a good example for Mianmian, and it won’t be considered as ruining Mianmian.]

[What does the mother have to do with the child? Don’t over-interpret a four-year-old child, okay? 】

Mianmian tilted her head and smiled, then stuffed the remaining eggs into her mouth, and her little mouth suddenly bulged.

[This relationship also ruined Sang He. After what happened, Sang He's condition got worse and worse. How can she still have any trace of the actress now? 】

Soon, the fragrant smell of milk came out, and the air was filled with sweetness.

You can't even live stream your sleep at night.

Most of those who can watch the live broadcast on time are former fans of Sang He, and there are also a small number of anti-fans.

Sang He looked away from the phone and continued to eat breakfast slowly.

This variety show is not broadcast live 24 hours a day. The camera will automatically turn off at 9:30 pm and will not be turned on until 8 am the next morning.

Xu Qing retracted her hand and silently put food into her mouth.

Finally, she closed her eyes in pain.

But tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

【No one will always be with someone.】

Mianmian cheered up instantly.

[I didn’t expect Sang He to be very detailed.]

"Mom, drink water." Mianmian walked over with small steps and softly handed the water cup in her hand to Sang He.

[Is Mianmian helping Sang He out of trouble? It’s really heartwarming.]

Sang He's voice was a little soft: "Yeah."

"Why did you come out?" Sang He frowned and turned around.

Yeah, there's no hope.

[Finally someone asked this question, and I’m quite curious how Sang He would respond.]

[Do you still need to ask? Sang He is just being kept. He doesn’t want to be involved with Sang He at all. Otherwise, why hasn’t he come out to say a word to Sang He after so long? 】

【Is this little guy so energetic every day?】

Unexpectedly, He Hui was so brave and dared to ask this question directly.

When the two of them arrived at the village head, other groups of guests had already arrived.

"Mianmian, come on!" As soon as Su Yan saw Mianmian, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved.

Mianmian smiled sweetly at him.

When Luo Hao saw it, his chubby little face was filled with reluctance.
Chapter completed!