After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Zhao Yuanfeng's eyes lit up when he saw his mother coming, "Mom, you're here."

Mrs. Zhao Er saw her son running up to her with sweat all over his head, her face darkened, and she glared at the maid who was following her son. She said she would deal with her when she got back, and the maid shrank back in fear.

He wiped his son's sweat with a handkerchief and said, "Look at you, you are sweating all over. Ask someone to change you into clean clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

Mrs. Zhao's heart moved, "Yuanfeng, who is Hu Qingshu?"

She had attended many banquets, but she had never specifically looked for the young masters of the Hu family before. Her eyes were on the young masters of the Mo family.

Mo Chenzhou, the eldest son of the Mo family, was her main target. So she was not busy looking for marriages for her two daughters. She had made two preparations. If the eldest daughter was not satisfied with her, there was always a second daughter, so one of them could be married.

But the marriage of the Mo family was not something she could decide on her own, so she just waited for the right time to mention it to Mrs. Zhao. Although she was targeting Mo Chenzhou, it did not mean that she could tolerate Mrs. Zhao's indifference. Arranging a marriage for Chen Ran's daughter without her knowledge was undoubtedly a slap in her face.

If the Mohist School fails, then the Hu School is undoubtedly the best choice.

Zhao Yuanfeng pointed at a boy of about eight or nine years old and said, "That's him."

Madam Zhao Er followed her finger and looked at the child. Her eyes lit up. This child is really good-looking. He is very handsome at such a young age.

The child was pulling her second daughter and talking about something, which made Second Young Lady Zhao even more worried. If the second daughter was to marry Hu Qingshu and the eldest daughter was to marry Mo Chenzhou, that would be perfect. They were all future heirs, so wouldn't her daughters be the mistresses of the family in the future?

The more he thought about it, the more active his mind became, and he had long forgotten his fear of Mrs. Zhao.

Besides, Hu Qingshu and her second daughter were obviously in love, so why would such a good marriage be given to that damn girl from the third room? Desire had overwhelmed fear, and Mrs. Zhao's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to snatch this marriage away.

She looked at Hu Qingshu in the distance with deep eyes, "Son, go change your clothes first, and then bring Qingshu to mother."

Zhao Yuanfeng didn't ask Mrs. Zhao the Second Young Master why she was looking for Hu Qingshu. After she agreed, she was taken away by the maid.

Hu Qingshu is already nine years old and has a good relationship with Zhao Yuanfeng, so when Zhao Yuanfeng said that his mother wanted to see him, he didn't think of anyone else.

Mrs. Zhao Er had already invited her second daughter, Zhao Fei, to live with her. Zhao Fei was six years old and was in her naughty years. She was being held back by her mother and was making a fuss about going out to play.

"Be good and don't make trouble. As long as you are obedient, your mother will let you go out to play later. If you are not obedient, I will send you home." Mrs. Zhao poked Zhao Fei's head.

"No, mother, I will listen to you." Zhao Fei nodded obediently.

Mrs. Zhao stroked Zhao Fei's face. Her daughter would also be a beauty when she grew up.

She accepted the loss of her own flesh even if she was punished by her mother-in-law afterwards. How could she divorce the second son? In the end, they could only accept it with a pinch of their noses. So, this deal was worth it.

At this time, Zhao Yuanfeng and Hu Qingshu walked in.

Hu Qingshu greeted Mrs. Zhao II politely and performed the salute as a junior.

Mrs. Zhao looked Hu Qingshu up and down, then looked at her second daughter. The more she looked, the more satisfied she was and the more she thought they were a perfect match.

She pulled Hu Qingshu, "Qingshu! Auntie asks you, do you like my Feifei?" There was no time left, the banquet was about to begin, so Mrs. Zhao didn't waste any time and got straight to the point.

Hu Qingshu was stunned for a moment, but he was only nine years old after all, and he didn't understand that this love had other meanings. But he and Zhao Yuanxiu were good friends, so he would like his sister too.

Hu Qingshu looked at Zhao Fei and nodded, "I like it."

Madam Zhao Er breathed a sigh of relief. She was just trying to induce the child. If the child was a few years older, he would have noticed something was wrong. Her eyes flickered. "Do you know what day it is today?"

Hu Qingshu said, "It's my grandfather's 68th birthday."

Mrs. Zhao shook her head. "No, today's incident has something to do with you. Your grandfather's birthday is secondary."

Hu Qingshu frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Hey! I didn't want to say anything, but this matter concerns your whole life.

You are going to be the sacrifice of a family marriage, and today is the day for your engagement.

Look at your expression, you still don't know? Tsk tsk tsk, your grandfather really wants to sell you out!" Mrs. Zhao said while observing Hu Qingshu's expression.

After all, he is young, and his mental activities are all written on his face.

The little boy's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs kept shaking, and the whole body looked like he was struck by lightning. It was obvious that he was struggling violently in his heart.

Betroth him? Why him? How could he be betrothed when his uncle wasn't even engaged? It must be a mistake. He didn't believe it. Yes, it must be that Madam Zhao Er heard it wrong. How could his mother, who loved him so much, hide it from him? He clenched his fists. Although he kept denying it in his heart, he still wavered.

"No, my uncle hasn't gotten engaged yet, so it won't be me. You must have heard it wrong. My mother won't hide it from me. I'm going to ask her." He turned around and was about to run.

"Hey! Don't go for now. Why are you so anxious about this child? What if it is true? Can you object?" Mrs. Zhao II quickly grabbed Hu Qingshu.

She didn't dare let him go, because if Mrs. Hu asked her, her secret would be exposed.

In fact, Mrs. Hu really told her husband about this marriage. At that time, both sons were there. They thought that the child heard it, and if he didn't object, it meant that he agreed. Who knew that Hu Qingshu didn't listen at all! The child only had fun in his mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking at that time.

"Then what should I do?" The little boy's eyes were red. He was still young, he hadn't played enough, he didn't want a wife. Hu Qingshu's tears were flowing. The engagement was too sudden and the blow was too great.

"It's useless for you to go. The elders can't change what they have decided. Also, let me tell you, the child you are engaged to is the daughter of my uncle Yuan Feng."

Hu Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face broke, "Is it the little kid that Mrs. Zhao is holding in her arms outside?" The blow came again.

He is so small and can't even walk. When will he grow up?

Mrs. Zhao nodded, "Yes, it's that child. You are a good friend of my Yuanfeng, and I love you. If it happened to someone else, I wouldn't care.

That child is not as pretty as my Feifei, and she is so fat. She will grow up to be an ugly and fat girl. Do you want such an ugly daughter-in-law? "While belittling Zhao Youyou, Mrs. Zhao II subtly instilled in Hu Qingshu the idea that Zhao Fei was prettier than Zhao Youyou.

Hu Qingshu, who was not even ten years old, certainly did not think there was anything wrong with what Mrs. Zhao said. He looked at Zhao Fei, then thought about the chubby little girl in Mrs. Zhao's arms, and then imagined what Zhao Youyou would look like when she grew up. Hu Qingshu shuddered.

The child shook his head like a rattle, and his face turned pale instantly, "No, no."

Zhao Yuanfeng felt sympathy for his friend. He held Zhao Yuanfeng and said, "Don't be afraid. My mother is very smart. She will find a way for you. Don't worry.

Mother, please help him."

Zhao Yuanfeng was only ten years old, so how could he understand his mother's plan? He also felt that the little cousin from his uncle's family was not suitable to be a daughter-in-law, and he looked at how scared his brothers were.

Hey! Zhao Yuanfeng kept shaking his head, "My little cousin! I will definitely find you a little fat guy so that you can match her."