Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Xiao Bao cried heart-rendingly, as if he was really about to leave Mommy soon.

He kept confessing his mistakes to Ning Yichu and apologized until the end of crying, his voice became hoarse and he couldn't understand what he said, so he could only lay down in Ning Yichu's arms and sob.

Aunt Liu was so anxious that she was at a loss, and persuaded from the side, "Oh, what's the matter, why is Xiaobao crying like this?"

Ning Yichu was silent, but tears were also raging on her face.

Aunt Liu hurriedly twisted two hot towels, handed one to Ning Yichu, took the other, and carefully wiped Xiaobao's face.

Because of crying too much, the child's skin was tender, and Xiaobao's cheeks were flushed with tears. Aunt Liu didn't dare to use force, for fear of scratching Xiaobao's skin.

She took Xiaobao from Ning Yichu's arms, carried him back to the room and coaxed him carefully, she couldn't care about Ning Yichu at all.

Ning Yichu sat alone in the living room, silently digesting the collapsed emotions at this moment. ?.?????.???

Do you want to tell Song Xiuyuan and Mrs. Song about Xiaobao's life experience?

Right now, it seems that this is the only way she can go.

She really didn't want to see Xiao Bao unhappy like this.

But she was really troubled.

Why did she have to go this way?

Half an hour later, Aunt Liu came out of the bedroom and closed the door quietly.

Seeing that Ning Yichu was still sitting there motionless, she took two steps forward and sighed, "The child is also pitiful."

Ning Yichu looked up at Aunt Liu, "Because there is no father, so you are pitiful?"

She suddenly thought of herself.

She doesn't have a father either.

Back then, in order to collect money to treat her father's illness, she and Song Xiuyuan got the certificate in a daze.

She traded her lifelong happiness for her father's health for the rest of her life. She never complained and felt it was worth it.

She could endure Song Xiuyuan's indifference and humiliation to her, and Song Hongfeng's persecution and ridicule of her. She didn't mind Mrs. Song's contempt for her, but she couldn't accept that they killed her father.

She doesn't have a father anymore...

But they were indifferent to it.

Isn't she pitiful?

Aunt Liu couldn't bear to see Ning Yichu look so sad and desperate. She stretched out her hand and pulled him into her arms, just like comforting her own daughter, "Yichu, listen to me, adults' grievances have nothing to do with children."

Ning Yichu listened quietly, she didn't refute Aunt Liu's words, she actually admitted it in her heart, after all, Xiaobao was always innocent.

"Little Treasure is growing up, and he is no longer the little guy who can be happy all day long with a lollipop. He has his own emotions, and he should have the right to know the truth and make choices. s right."

Ning Yichu was silent for a long time, and after trying to digest and calm down, he said softly, "I know Auntie, I will think about it carefully."

The meeting between Meiyuan and Huo Meng's parents went smoothly and harmoniously.

The lunch was warm and lively.

Mrs. Huo's jaw almost dropped when she saw Huo Yanshen actively cooperating in and out of the kitchen.

She laughed and muttered to Father Huo several times, "Is this still our son?"

"I don't think it looks like it." Father Huo was also very suspicious.

"Is it really a fake?" Mrs. Huo even pulled Huo Yanshen's skin with her hands. It was genuine, not like a "painted skin".

Huo Yanshen was left speechless by Mrs. Huo's sudden strange behavior, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I'll just take a look and verify whether it's true or not?"

"What's true?" Huo Yanshen was at a loss, but Meng Fengmian understood. He covered his lips and smiled and explained to Mrs. Huo, "Auntie doesn't think you are like her son. Let's check to see if you are a counterfeit."

Huo Yan rolled his eyes deeply, "You guys are so boring!"

Mrs. Huo has had countless servants around her for so many years. She doesn't even need to move a finger. With just a glance, a servant can immediately come forward to fulfill her instructions.

But before she married Father Huo and became the mistress of the Huo family, she was also very good at cooking.

Although he came from a famous family, he secretly learned a good cooking skill.

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to display it later.

When Huo Yanshen brought the delicacies he cooked himself to the table, Mrs. Huo's hands were already itchy.

She looked around, this is not the Huo family's mansion, and there are not a bunch of inexplicable outsiders staring at her, so she can indulge herself for a while.

She first consulted Father Huo's opinion, and asked cautiously, "Can I... can I?"

"You are happy today, it's up to you."

After hearing Father Huo's words, Mrs. Huo jumped up immediately. She asked Meng Fengmian for an apron, and regardless of how expensive the clothes were, she put on the apron and went into the kitchen excitedly.

Soon, Huo Yanshen was kicked out and left the entire kitchen to the two mothers.

Huo's father smiled very happily. He drank tea with Meng's father and did not forget to show off, "Today, you will have a good meal."

After being kicked out, Huo Yan was stunned by the kitchen door for a long time, looking forward to see his mother showing off her knife skills in the kitchen with an incredulous expression on her face.

"My mother can still cook?"

He pondered for himself, and continued to watch for a while longer, not only knives, spoons and plates, he was omnipotent.

Huo Yanshen screamed like a ghost and ran to Father Huo, and winked at Father Huo, "Dad, Dad, go and see, my god, my god, is this still my mother?"

Huo's father was calm and composed, without the slightest expression of surprise, and even felt that Huo Yanshen's surprised look seemed like a fool.

Huo Yanshen turned his head to look for Meng Fengmian again, and hugged Meng Fengmian in two circles in public, "Did you see it, did you see it?"

Meng Fengmian was dizzy from being turned around, "I saw it, I saw it, you... you put me down first."

Huo Yanshen couldn't restrain his emotions, and got into the kitchen again with a cat on his body.

He really wanted to know how many secrets he didn't know about his own mother.

However, he just went in and was kicked out in less than half a minute.

Mrs. Huo's cursing voice could even be heard from the kitchen.

Huo Yan scratched the back of his head deeply, sat down beside Huo's father with his head drooped, took the tea cup in front of him and drank it down, and said, "My mother is hiding it too well, right? I thought she would make a tea Flowers and grasses."

Father Huo snorted coldly, "How old are you, what do you know?"

In his mind, he inexplicably recalled the situation when he and Mrs. Huo first dated more than 30 years ago.

They all thought that these aristocratic and wealthy families were all married to each other, and there was no relationship at all, and no relationship was needed.

But in fact, his union with Mrs. Huo was because of love.

Love on the basis of a close relationship.

Before Mrs. Huo officially became the mistress of the Huo family, they also spent a very pure and romantic time together.

For example, at this moment, Mrs. Huo is wearing an apron and showing off her skills in the kitchen. Father Huo can only see it from time to time during that good time.