Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

"Mom, what's the matter?"

In the room, Huo Zhengyao was reading a book seriously.

"Uh huh, mom is going out for a while. I might not come back to live with dad today. Can you take care of your younger brother and younger sister at home?"

Xia Xinyan's face was panicked with embarrassment, she just felt that she didn't look like a mother at all.

"Well, I will."

Huo Zhengda rolled his eyes, with a clear smile on his face, "Then I wish mom and dad a happy night."

The relationship between father and mother is very good.

Presumably it must be because there is a godmother living at home, and the two of them cannot be intimate together, so they are going to act alone.

Of course he raised his hands in favor of it.

Xia Xinyan just wanted to cover her face.

She rubbed Huo Zhengyao's soft black hair, "Then mom is gone."

"Well, let's go."

Huo Zhengyao's eyes shone brightly, making Xia Xinyan feel ashamed.

Is it really good to make your own son so bad?

However, his own son is a rare young and old man, so people feel relieved to entrust things to him for no reason.

After giving instructions to her son, Xia Xinyan quietly left Huo's house, drove straight to the hotel address that Huo Yiting sent her.

Wu Xinluo, who heard the sound, came out of the room, looking at the huge Huo family in a daze.

At this moment, she was a little depressed, her thoughts were still a little wandering, and He Lanzhi's face appeared in her mind from time to time.

sad, angry, disappointed, lonely
Why does that man keep pulling her nerves?

Wu Xinluo shook her head vigorously, shaking off the emotions that upset her.

She took a deep breath, thought for a while and ran into the study.

The door opened just now, did Huo Yiting come back?
She needs to find more opportunities to be with him.

Thinking about it, Wu Xinluo bent the corners of her lips, and strolled to the door of the study.

She straightened her clothes and was about to knock on the door when the door at the other end of the corridor opened.

Huo Zhengyao's small figure appeared in the corridor.

"Godmother."

Hearing the call, Wu Xinluo turned his head, saw that it was Huo Zhengyao, turned around with a smile and walked towards him.

"Ayao, are you still asleep?"

Huo Zhengyao nodded, and looked up at Wu Xinluo, a trace of inquiry flashed in his bright eyes.

He really wanted to know what happened to the godmother?
Why are there those weird behaviors.

"Ayao, why do you look at me like that? Do you have something to say to me?"

Sensing the strangeness of the little guy, Wu Xinluo took his hand and asked.

Huo Zhengyao shook his head, pursed his lips and remained silent.

He was a child and didn't know how to ask his godmother questions.

Wu Xinluo smiled, rubbed the little guy's head, and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, we, Ayao, are so old. Godmother watched you grow up, and you are like my own son. From now on, you You can remove the dry words and just call my mother."

If Xia Xinyan hadn't appeared, maybe the person living with Huo Yiting would be herself.

And the child will call himself mother.

It's a pity that Xia Xinyan still returned.

What a pity.

"The godmother is kind to me, I always remember it. In the future, when the godmother gets old, I will take care of the godmother."

Huo Zhengyao's face was sullen, and he said seriously, "However, a godmother is a godmother, and you can't call him anything else. Otherwise, I will feel weird in my heart."

There is something really wrong with the godmother.

When she speaks like this, it always reminds her of Angel, a woman who always wants to be her own mother.

"Yo, the little face is so serious."

Wu Xinluo pinched the little guy's face with a smile, and joked: "Why do you think it's weird? Could it be that the godmother has taken care of you for three years, and you can't let you call me mother?"

The little guy seems very sensitive, isn't it just a title, as for being so serious?
"Of course not. Except for my mother Xia Xinyan, I won't call anyone my mother anymore. Just like Angel before, she thought she could take my mother's place, but what happened? Didn't she return to China in despair? Is it? My father only has my mother in his heart, and no one else can take my mother's place."

He didn't know how to express his inner doubts.

He can only use Angel to remind Wu Xinluo, let her know that no matter what she thinks, his mother is only Xia Xinyan.

The smile on Wu Xinluo's face faded, and there was another stabbing pain in his head.

Angel?
Was it the woman who once coveted Huo Yiting?

Countless clips flashed through her mind, all about how she fought with Angel.

She remembered that Huo Yiting was going to marry Angel back then.

Why did he let her go and marry Angel instead?

And why didn't she take advantage of Xia Xinyan's absence to confess her love to Huo Yiting and let him be with her?

"You don't like Huo Yiting at all, you have always treated him like your best friend's husband."

"Wrong, you have always been secretly in love with Huo Yiting, but you don't have the confidence to let him call you."

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"You are talking nonsense, don't speak."

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The two villains were fighting again, Wu Xinluo's thoughts were in chaos, and his face was as pale as white paper.

"Godmother, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing Wu Xinluo's pale face, Huo Zhengyao asked worriedly.

"I have a headache, I'm going back to my room to rest first."

Wu Xinluo twitched the corners of her mouth, rubbed her swollen temples, turned around, and returned to her room.

Behind him, Huo Zhengyao frowned, looking at Wu Xinluo with worried expression.

Is godmother really sick?
I really hope she recovers soon.

Throughout the night, Wu Xinluo was in a daze, flashing past moments in her mind from time to time.

She wanted to fall asleep, but when she closed her eyes, the thoughts in her mind were still active.

For a moment, she soberly realized that she didn't call Huo Yiting at all.

But why is there always a voice in my head constantly reminding me that the person I love the most is Huo Yiting?

Holding his head in pain, Wu Xinluo curled up on the bed, beating hard.

I really want to find a saw, saw off my own head, and drive those two naysayers away.

"Xinyan, where did you go? My head hurts so much."

Wu Xinluo rubbed her side, only then remembered that it was so late, and Xia Xinyan hadn't gone back to bed yet.

She sat up in a jerk, just about to go down to find her, but she stayed where she was.

"Don't go. Xia Xinyan must be with Huo Yiting, they are a couple who really love each other."

"Go and call her back, how can you let your rival be with your man?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Xia Xinyan is her best friend, not her rival in love. Don't confuse the public anymore."

"I didn't confuse the public."

"You have."

The two villains were fighting again, gradually, the voice of one of them became louder and louder, causing Wu Xinluo's head to explode with a bang.