Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

If she wants to see her son, she just needs to wait for him on the road during school hours. It is convenient and fast, and will not delay her from achieving her goal and going out to play.

"I think you've grown too independent and don't want to recognize me anymore." Ye Tongtong snorted coldly, "I don't know what kind of magic potion your sister-in-law has poured into you. Now you've thrown everything your mother said behind your back."

"I didn't." Huo Chenglin lowered his head and repeated, "Mom, don't say that."

"Just protect her!" Ye Tongtong rolled her eyes and revealed a loving expression: "Cheng Lin, you are my son after all. Everything I do is for your own good. Do you believe me?"

"For my own good?" Huo Chenglin looked up and glanced at her.

As if burned by the warmth she had never shown, he turned his head away again: "Mom, did you really love me?"

"Do you know how difficult pregnancy is?" Ye Tongtong said, her face hurt. "Ten months. I couldn't sleep well every night. You were naughty back then, tossing and turning in my belly all day and all night... I was so obsessed with beauty that I got fat and swollen for you. I still have the scar on my belly from giving birth to you."

"You are a piece of my flesh, silly child. How could I not love you?"

She spoke very emotionally, tears flashing in her eyes: "Look, for you, Mommy doesn't even dare to wear pretty belly-baring clothes now. And you ask such questions, you are stabbing Mommy in the heart..."

"I..." Huo Yan opened his mouth at a loss, but no words came out.

As he was growing up, he mostly experienced violent beatings, scolding and rejection from his mother.

This was the first time she was so open-hearted, as if she loved him more than she could.

He couldn't help but reveal a bit of confusion and vulnerability in his eyes.

"Mom knows she didn't do well before." Ye Tongtong lowered her eyes and wiped away her tears. "I was less than 20 years old when I gave birth to you. I was still a little girl. After giving birth to you, I realized that your father's sweet words were all lies and that he had no intention of marrying me... Do you know how sad Mom was at that time?"

"Even so, Mom still raised you." She sniffed: "This is my first time being a mother too, I have no experience. I might not have done well. Can Cheng Lin forgive Mom?"

"Mom..." Huo Chenglin's lips trembled slightly. After shaking for a long time, he whispered with red eyes: "I never blamed you. I know it's Dad's fault."

Mr. Huo is indeed a bastard. When he loves someone, he makes promises to them, but when he doesn't love them anymore, he just leaves the money and disappears.

"Mom knew Cheng Lin was a good boy." Ye Tongtong smiled with relief and took a step forward to hug him: "Mom was really scared when she couldn't find you this time. I thought you didn't want me as your mother anymore."

This was the first time he was hugged by his mother since he could remember.

This strange touch made Huo Chenglin stiffen all over, as if his blood had frozen.

He stood there in a daze, holding his breath. Everything before him seemed like a beautiful dream.

Just blow gently, the bubbles will dissipate, and the dream will end.

"I, I didn't..." Huo Chenglin murmured, "I was afraid that Mom would be angry, so I didn't dare to tell her."

"That's good. Mom is so happy." Ye Tongtong leaned on the shoulder of her son, who was taller than her, and sobbed. Her voice choked with sobs: "Mom knows that what I did before was not good. Mom has repented. Cheng Lin, Mom will learn to be a good mother again in the future. Give Mom a chance, okay?"

Huo Chenglin closed his eyes deeply and slowly stretched out his hand.

I hugged her back tightly, as if hugging an illusory dream.

The corners of his tightly closed eyes showed a bit of bright red, and he said hoarsely, "Okay."

The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Ye Tongtong didn't leave until the evening.

After seeing her off, Huo Chenglin returned to the living room with a light in his eyes that he had never seen before, grinning.

"Cheng Lin." Huo Xiaoning looked at the clear slap marks on his face with concern and asked cautiously, "Are you... okay? Does it hurt?"

Motioned his cheek.

The slap was obviously delivered with great force. There were faint purple bruises on the edges, and several bloody marks from the sharp scratches of the nails.

Seeing her actions, Huo Yan subconsciously touched his cheek, his eyes darkening for a moment.

But soon, he started smiling again, with pure joy: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

"Fool." Huo Qianqian frowned and muttered, "You're so happy even after being beaten. I really don't know what kind of magic that woman used..."

"Fourth sister." Huo Chenglin's face turned serious and he retorted, "Don't say that about my mother. You don't understand. She actually has a hard time too."

"Okay, okay, it's not easy for her. It's the hardest for her!" Huo Qianqian raised her hands in surrender, too lazy to listen to his irritating speech: "I'll stop talking, okay?"

No one had it easier than that woman.

She stopped going to school early. When her father was alive, she was raised by him. When she had a son, she was raised by his son.

Playing cards and doing beauty treatments every day, I don’t know how carefree my life is.

But this youngest brother, who seemed to be very smart on the surface, was like a person under a spell when facing that woman.

If the old man's will had not stipulated that they had to be at least 18 years old before they could use their shares, Huo Chenglin's shares would have been given to that woman years ago.

What the hell does it have to do with her? Huo Qianqian drank a large glass of fruit and vegetable juice in a bored manner.

Huo Chenglin seemed unaware of her attitude, with a smile on his face: "My mother and I had dinner outside, I'm going upstairs to do my homework first."

Looking at his joyful back, Ruan Xingchen's eyes showed some worry: "Is it okay to let him be like this?"

"How can a child grow up without stumbling?" Huo Chenglin lowered his eyes, his expression cold: "If you hit the wall, you will learn a lesson."

That's true, but it's hard to bear.

Ruan Xingchen sighed softly.

"Flowers in a greenhouse can't withstand wind and rain." Seeing her struggling, Huo Yan held her hand and said, "That Suguan Lotus Ding was taken care of too well, so it can't withstand the wind and rain of the outside world."

"I understand." Ruan Xingchen nodded, "Let him be."

The two people reached an agreement and didn't bring it up again.

This period of time was the happiest time in Huo Chenglin's life.

I talk to my mother on the phone for half an hour every night. After studying and reviewing at home, I can also exercise and grow flowers with my sister-in-law.

The fulfilling and peaceful life quickly filled the young man with vigor and vitality.

Time flies, and three months passed in a flash.

Ruan Xingchen, wearing a sportswear that made it easy to move, happily announced, holding a shovel with soil in her hand, "Good news! That orchid plant has produced small buds today!"