Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

Huo Yiting glanced at him and said, "No matter how upset you are, don't joke about such things.

We are good brothers, you should know that my wife is the only one in my heart, and I will not be tempted by any other woman.

"He Lanzhi nodded again and again, but his heart was full of bitterness.

He is very clear about his brother's character.

He doesn't like people, but he can't guarantee that they will fall in love with him, who made himself a mistake at this time.

Hey, it's really annoying.

The two sat quietly, silent for a while.

The sudden ringtone rang, and Huo Yiting glanced at the mobile phone beside him, seeing the word Dabao written on it, the cold breath around him eased slightly.

He hooked his lips, picked up his phone and picked it up.

"Hey, Ayao.

"" Dad, where are you?Are you still drinking?I asked Grandma Zhang to make you hangover soup, so you should come back early.

"Hearing his son's thoughtful and caring words, Huo Yiting's stern eyebrows softened instantly.

"Okay, Dad will be right back.

"Well, be careful on the road."

"Hung up the phone, Huo Yiting got up, the smile on the corner of his mouth still hasn't faded.

"Did Dabao call to urge you to go home?" He Lanzhi was a little envious.

If Wu Xinluo's child hadn't been lost a year ago, she might be a father now.

Huo Yiting hummed, "I'm leaving, you should go back earlier.

"Now both of them are bachelors, and they usually get together except for entertainment.

He's okay, at least there are people waiting for him to go home.

But He Lanzhi was not so lucky.

Ever since he had an awkward relationship with Wu Xinluo, his usual pastime was to pester Huo Yiting or pester Huo Yiting.

"Going home is also a person, lonely and clever, how pitiful.

"Looking at Huo Yiting's leaving back, He Lanzhi sighed, turned on the record player in the house, and started howling at the screen.

The Huo family, Huo Yiting returned home, and saw Huo Zhengyao and his brothers sitting on the sofa, head to head researching robots.

Hearing the sound, they all raised their heads.

"dad.

""dad.

"The two put down the robot in their hands and ran towards Huo Yiting.

Looking at the two handsome children, Huo Yiting's heart softened.

He nodded, and pulled his two sons to sit on the sofa.

"Why don't you sleep? Are you studying robots again?" Both children have high IQs, especially Huo Zhengyao. After entering the first grade, in addition to completing his usual homework, he also has to participate in various elite training classes.

A small robot like this is also one of his favorite projects.

"Well, while showing it to my brother, I'm waiting for you to come back.

"Huo Zhengyao got up and went to the kitchen while talking, and brought out a bowl of hangover soup not long after.

"Father, drink the hangover soup first.

"Huo Yiting took it, rubbed his black hair, and drank it down.

He didn't drink any wine today, and he didn't need to drink hangover soup.

But this was his son's wish, and of course he couldn't refuse.

After drinking, Huo Zhengyao took the empty bowl in Huo Yiting's hand and put it aside, looking at him seriously.

Huo Yiting raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that his son had something to say to him.

Sure enough, Huo Zhengyao said, "Dad, do you really want to marry Aunt Angel and let her be our mother?" Huo Yiting curled his lips, glanced at the two brothers who were looking at him, and asked Said: "Why, you don't like her?" The two brothers looked at each other, and then Huo Zhengyao said: "As long as Dad likes it, we don't care.

"Huo Zhengming on the side nodded in agreement.

Huo Yiting smiled, "Oh? Is this what you have in mind?" Huo Zhengyao pursed his lips and said nothing. Huo Zhengming, who was on the side, glanced at Huo Yiting, but still struggled and said, "Father, although my brother and I really hope to be together You can have a woman by your side to take care of you for us, but we feel that Aunt Angel does not fit the image of a mother in our mind.

"In my memory, that mother was a very gentle woman, unlike the current aunt, who always felt that her face was wearing a mask, full of falsehoods.

Huo Yiting smiled and said nothing, just watched the two sons' awkward appearance, waiting for them to continue talking.

"Father, she is not as beautiful or gentle as my mother, and she smiles at us in a fake way. Are you sure you will no longer consider the candidate for mother?" Huo Zhengyao said immediately, looking directly at Huo Yiting with his big eyes.

Xia Xinyan's beautiful appearance flashed in Huo Yiting's mind.

Laughing, coquettish, gentle, angry, all kinds of appearances converged into the final moment of bloody, invisible grief pervaded instantly.

His deep eyes flashed, barely suppressing the depression in his heart.

Seeing that Huo Yiting was silent, Huo Zhengyao clenched his small hands, and a trace of grief flashed in his clear eyes: "Dad, is Mom really gone? What if she comes back one day and sees you married another woman?" , she will be unhappy.

"He didn't believe that his gentle and kind mother just left.

He missed her, really missed her.

I really want to throw myself into her arms and act like a baby to her.

I really want to hold her to sleep.

Really Want.

"You also think your mother is still alive? You also think she will come back to us, don't you?" Huo Yiting locked Huo Zhengyao's gaze tightly, never expecting his son to feel the same way as him.

He was afraid that she would really leave him forever, and would rather deceive himself to get some hope from his son.

At least, that's what keeps him alive.

Huo Zhengyao bit his lip, tears flashed in his big eyes.

"In my heart, my mother never left.

"He dreams of her every night.

Dreamed that she was calling her nickname intimately, coaxing herself to sleep peacefully.

How could his mother never come back?he does not want.

Seeing his son's stubborn face holding back tears, Huo Yiting's eyes were slightly astringent.

He sighed, hugged Huo Zhengyao into his arms, and patted his back.

Huo Zhengyao couldn't hold back the tears he was holding back anymore.

He grabbed Huo Yiting's skirt and sobbed softly.

Huo Zhengming on the side also stood up, walked up to the two of them, hugged Huo Yiting's arm, his little face was full of sadness.

Huo Yiting stretched out his arms, and hugged Huo Zhengming into his arms.

Wife, did you see it?Your children are thinking of you, how can you bear to see us so sad?Early the next morning, the two brothers of the Huo family woke up very disciplinedly.

Today is Saturday, the two of them don't have to go to school, but they need to go to training classes.

The training classes for the two children are different.

Huo Zhengyao was trained according to the standards of Huo's successors, so the training he received was more rigorous.

Huo Zhengming, on the other hand, cultivated more according to his hobbies.

He liked to draw since he was a child, so the whole day of training was related to painting, and the route he will take in the future must be the direction of high-end designers.