Ye Ruge heard Ye Youran say before that Huo Yanxi placed the urn on the bedside and talked to the urn every day.
She didn't believe it at the time, but now that she heard it in person, she still found it a bit unbelievable.
Does he really believe those are her ashes?
She couldn't help but wonder if he was a little nervous?
"Pretty mommy, let's go." The little guy took her hand and left, fearing that his father would suddenly regret it and run out to stop them.
Su Nanqiu was still unwilling to give in and followed him to the front door of the Huo family.
"My dear, do you really want to leave grandma? Are you willing to do so?" She played the emotional card.
"I'm just going to stay at beautiful mommy's house for a few days," the little guy said.
Su Nanqiu still frowned: "How many days do you want to stay?"
"Well...it depends on my mood." The little guy wasn't sure either. After saying that, he went straight to Ye Ruge's car, and then waved to Su Nanqiu: "Goodbye, grandma, don't miss me too much."
Su Nanqiu really loves and hates him now!
Before Ye Ruge got into the car, Su Nanqiu said to her seriously: "You have to understand that he is the young master of our Huo family. If he goes to your place, I will not let you go if there is any mistake.
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Is this a warning or a deterrent?
Ye Ruge curled her lips lightly: "Don't worry, I will never let him lose a hair." This is her biological son!
In the end, Su Nanqiu could only watch her sweet grandson leave with her, wondering in her heart, what was it about Isabella that attracted her sweet grandson?
At this time, Huo Yanxi, who was standing at the second-floor window watching Ye Ruge's car drive away, was also thinking about the same question.
The little guy is so happy now. Not only does he have a mommy, but he can also live with her. Isn't this what he has always dreamed of?
When the car passed a cake shop, he suddenly said: "Beautiful mommy, let's go buy a cake to celebrate, okay?"
Ye Ruge had been looking at the little guy just now. She wanted to see him carefully. After hearing his suggestion, she thought he was right.
"Okay, let's go buy a cake." She asked Mark to drive back to the cake shop he just passed.
The various cakes in the cake shop look very tempting.
"Which one do you want?" Ye Ruge asked him.
The little guy carefully selected in front of the glass cabinet. After the meeting, he asked her: "What do you think of this strawberry cake? Do you like it?"
Ye Ruge looked at the cake he picked: "Yes, it looks sweet, so I'll take this one."
The clerk immediately packaged it for them: "The strawberry cake you want is welcome to visit next time."
After buying the cake, Ye Ruge asked Mark to drive to the supermarket. She wanted to buy ingredients and cook for her son herself.
It was almost dinner time when they returned to the apartment. Ye Ruge asked him to eat the cake first while she made dinner.
"Beautiful mommy, let's eat cake together and cook together later, and I'll help you." The little guy wants to do everything with her now.
Ye Ruge naturally followed his wishes: "Okay, let's cut the cake together now."
She took out the knife that came with her and took his hand to cut the cake.
The little guy felt her hands were soft and warm. In the past, his grandma would prepare a big cake for him on his birthday. Every time, he would cut the cake himself, which was really boring.
It feels so good to have a mommy...
"This piece is yours, this piece is mine." She divided the cake.
"Then I'm welcome." The little guy picked up the cake and took a big bite.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Ruge asked.
He nodded: "It's delicious. You can eat it too, beautiful mommy." He said and fed her himself.
Ye Ruge felt something was wrong after taking a bite: "There's mango in this cake?!"