Fu Hansheng walked in and said, "Pick you back."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Huang Tingting, "Ms. Huang, do you want to have a cup of tea?"

How could Huang Tingting not hear it? Fu Hansheng was just a polite approach, not sincerely inviting her.

He is Jian Jiangke, and the genius came to pick someone up just now.

"No, let's go another day."

Huang Tingting smiled and looked at Jiang Ke, "I just came back today. I had to sleep a little longer after a few hours of flight."

Jiang Ke was reluctant to part just like that, "You are not allowed to run away, at least you have to tell me!"

"No." Huang Tingting smiled, stepped forward and hugged Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke also hugged Huang Tingting back, "Tingting, welcome back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Hansheng pulled him to his side and hugged Jiang Ke's waist like announcing sovereignty.

"Ms. Huang, let's go together, we'll take you back to the hospital."

"Yes, Tingting, why did you come here? Let's go..." Jiang Ke also smiled.

Huang Tingting smiled and raised her eyebrows. The relationship between these two is really enviable.

However, seeing Jiang Ke snuggling in Fu Hansheng's arms like a woman, her smile was sweet, and her joy and anger were filled with happiness, Huang Tingting was particularly happy for them.

"No, it's good to walk here from the hospital. You guys go back, don't worry about me."

Huang Tingting waved to Jiang Ke goodbye.

Jiang Ke shook his cell phone and said, "Remember to call me."

"Well, I got it. I haven't seen you for three years, so I'm still so long-winded." Huang Tingting said pretending to be disgusted.

Jiang Ke raised his hand and patted Huang Tingting, and then he came out of the cafe under Fu Hansheng's hug.

Huang Tingting sat down alone, drank a glass of Blue Mountain coffee quietly, and was stunned for a while.

Shen Yuezhi, has he really not had a girlfriend over the years? But who is that woman...

After a few years of departure, the city's development has changed with each passing day.

Huang Tingting walked on the street where the lights were on, her mood was as dull as the dark sky. She kept flashing in front of her eyes that she had no recoil when Shen Yuezhi left today.

"Dad, dad, look, mommy looks like a pig!"

Suddenly, the childish voice of the child laughing sounded, causing Huang Tingting's eyes to slowly focus.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw the boy pinching her nose. The woman's beautiful nose showed two big nostrils, but her eyes were filled with smiles.

"Mommy misses the little pig, then you are the little pig." The woman smiled and pinched the little boy's nose.

The happiness of a child is that simple, just be with family, and his father is right next to him, looking doting.

"Are you young or not?"

"Not childish, dad comes here and let's play together!" the boy pouted.

The man had no choice but to join this childish game.

"Mommy, what's wrong with that aunt..."

The boy pointed at Huang Tingting and said, their parents also looked over.

Huang Tingting raised her hand and touched her, only to find that her face was filled with tears at some point.

"Shh, don't point fingers to others, it's impolite."

The boy's mother glanced at Huang Tingting, lowered her head and pulled the child away hurriedly.

Huang Tingting stood stiffly, watching them leave in a hurry, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

She was still standing there and breathing, and suddenly there were definitely a pair of eyes looking at her behind her.

She looked around, but there were only passers-by in a hurry, and no one was watching her at all.

She withdrew her gaze. It was late at night, and the evening breeze was mixed with coolness. Huang Tingting raised her hand and rubbed her cheeks again before leaving.

She crossed the road, and the sycamore tree next to her walked out and looked at her back.

Chen Yuezhi was still wearing the clothes he had when he went to the hospital today.

He watched Huang Tingting's figure disappear opposite, thinking about the woman's lonely tears, did she regret seeing the happy appearance of another family of three?

She stared at her until she disappeared through the bustling crowds before he turned around and strided away.

Chen Yuezhi returned to the apartment. Xiaobao was not asleep yet and was playing with toys in the living room.

"The young master is back."

The housekeeper smiled and walked forward, Chen Yuezhi nodded, and looked at the landing clock.

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and it was already past Xiaobao's sleep time.

"What's going on?" Chen Yuezhi asked in a low voice.

"The young master seems to be in a bad mood today. He has been playing with imitation guns and has been disassembling them."

The butler looked at Xi's worried words.

Chen Yuezhi frowned slightly, nodded, and waved his hand to signal the butler to leave. He changed his shoes and walked towards Xiaobao.

"Drink?"

As soon as he walked over, Xiaobao asked without raising his head.

"Well, why don't you sleep?"

Chen Yuezhi sat down next to her. She saw that she couldn't let go just now. She drank some outside before coming back.

"Dad is in a bad mood and wants to make me happy?"

Xiaobao curled his lips, turned his head and looked at Chen Yuezhi with contempt, "Drinking is useless."

Chen Yuezhi, "..."

"Raise your glass to relieve your sorrows even more sorrowful. Dad can tell me more than he has something to do."

Xiaobao continued, but he assembled the pistol again, but this time he didn't remove it, just held it in his hand.

"Stupid brat!"

Chen Yuezhi smiled and raised his hand to pat the back of Xiaobao's head.

With a splitting hand, Xiaobao's gun fell, and Chen Yuezhi raised his palm to catch it.

"I can't even hold the gun, and I still want to help you solve your father?"

Xiaobao curled his lips again, "Grandpa said that when my dad was as old as me, I hadn't learned anything yet, and I could recite 300 Tang poems."

Chen Yuezhi, "..."

His father said this behind his back, how could he establish his prestige in front of his son?

"It's your turn to say, why don't you sleep?"

Chen Yuezhi didn't make trouble with Xiaobao anymore, and took his son into his arms and asked again.

Xiaobao was silent for a long time before saying, "Will mommy come back?"

Chen Yuezhi was stunned when he heard this.

Xiaobao was very precocious. In just a short time, he found that others had mommies, so he cried and asked him where mommies were, but he never asked again.

Have you missed Mommy recently?

"Dad, marry whoever you like. I don't mind having a stepmother."

Before Chen Yuezhi could finish his sadness, Xiaobao shrugged again, and it seemed that it really didn't matter.

Chen Yuezhi frowned, "Who taught you?"

"Just Aunt Zhang, although I don't like her and think she has a knife hidden in her smile, but Dad is more likely to like her." Xiaobao pouted.

Chen Yuezhi's brows frowned even tighter and patted Xi's head.

"What's your head in your child? Even if I get married, I won't be looking for a stepmother for you."

He said as he picked up Xiaobao and resisted it on his shoulder.

"Go to sleep!"

Xiaobao hung on his father's shoulders thicker than his shoulders, grabbed his father's hair, and was still savoring the sentence.

Dad said that even if he got married, he wouldn’t have a stepmother, so he still wanted to be with his biological mother.
Chapter completed!