Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

As soon as Song Hanqing said this, both Lin Yan and Qin Yu were stunned.

Especially Qin Yu, his whole body began to tremble.

She didn't know why, maybe she was really guilty, since the old lady of the Song family left, every time she came to the Song residence, she would feel extremely nervous.

Over the years, she has been sleeping extremely unsteadily. She is afraid that Song Hanqing will know that it was her who did it.
If it was before, she was absolutely sure that Song Hanqing would not attack her, but now... she is not sure.

Fortunately.

The people who knew about it back then were crazy and stupid, and there is no one to prove it.

However, the driver, Xiao Li, has not been found so far, so she is still a little worried.

Lin Yan was also stunned, she completely forgot that today is the old lady's birthday.

When the old lady was alive, most of the birthday parties would be held every year, but after her death, she seemed to be forgotten by the world. If Song Hanqing hadn't mentioned it, Lin Yan would have really forgotten the old lady Song.

When Lin Yan was hesitating, he suddenly noticed that Qin Yu's fingers had become extremely cold in an instant, and immediately asked with concern, "Xiao Yu, are you cold? Why are your hands so cold!"

"Ah..." Qin Yu was a little panicked, and immediately reacted quickly rubbing his arms, pretending to be cold, "Yes! The recent closure of the city has cooled the temperature down really badly. Since I gave birth, my physique has become worse and worse."

As Qin Yu spoke, he turned his gaze to Song Hanqing from time to time, and when he saw Song Hanqing's frowning, his heart rose instantly.

Lin Yan hurriedly called the nanny to bring a piece of clothing for Qin Yu to put on.

Song Hanqing just glanced at Qin Yu indifferently, without saying anything, he took Song Heng to the ancestral hall.

There is a small ancestral hall behind the Song family's old house, and there is a memorial tablet of Mrs. Song in the ancestral hall.

Song Hanqing took Song Heng to put incense sticks on the old lady Song.

Song Heng couldn't help but opened his mouth and asked, "Daddy, is this grandma?"

Song Hanqing hummed lightly.

Song Heng asked again, "Why is grandma lying here!"

Song Hanqing didn't speak.

Song Heng immediately realized that Song Hanqing was angry, so he stopped talking.

After the two of them finished offering incense, Song Hanqing took Song Heng out of the ancestral hall.

As soon as he reached the door, he happened to meet Qin Yu who was walking with Song Yu. Qin Yu raised his leg and was about to go in, but Song Hanqing suddenly said, "You don't have to go in to offer incense."

Qin Yu blinked his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips, "But Xiaoyu hasn't put incense on grandma since she was born."

Song Hanqing had a cold face.

He took Song Heng directly to the gate of the Song residence, and stuffed him into the car.

Qin Yu hurriedly followed with Song Yu.

On the way back, Song Hanqing didn't say a word, and Qin Yu didn't dare to say anything.

The car soon stopped at Century Yunding.

Qin Yu took Song Yu out of the car, and was about to reach out to pick up Song Heng, when Song Hanqing suddenly said, "You guys go in first! I'll take Song Heng away first."

"What?" Qin Yu didn't understand what Song Hanqing meant, "Brother Hanqing, what do you mean? Aren't you going home? Xiaoheng is my son"

Song Hanqing squinted at her with his dark eyes, then looked directly at the driver, "Drive."

The driver quickly started the car.

Qin Yu pulled Song Yu and stood there, her throat seemed to be blocked by something. Regardless of Song Yu's presence, she took out her mobile phone from her bag and called her mother, Yao Ailin.

"Hey, Mom, find a way for me to get rid of Shen Qingshu, the secretary next to Brother Han Qing!"

Yao Ailin had already fallen asleep, when she heard the phone ringing suddenly, she picked it up and answered it.

Who knew, just as he answered the phone, he heard what Qin Yu said, his throat choked up, and he almost subconsciously looked towards the door.

Fortunately, in order to take care of Qin Qing, Qin Song moved to the room next to Qin Qing, otherwise, if Qin Song heard it, it would be over!
"Xiao Yu." Yao Ailin earnestly said, "Calm down first, what Shen Qingshu?"

Qin Yu bit her lip, "It's the new secretary next to Brother Han Qing, who looks a lot like Hua Mo, she seduced Brother Han Qing! Mom, you find a way to help me get rid of her!"

Yao Ailin did not expect her daughter to become like this. Over the years, besides Hua Mo, she has also helped her deal with many women who tried to pounce on Song Hanqing. Live in Song Hanqing's heart.

If this continues like this, if Song Hanqing finds out, the consequences
"Xiao Yu, it's too late today, we have to think long-term about this matter." Yao Ailin hesitated to persuade her.

But Qin Yu didn't listen to her at all, "It's fine if you don't help me, I'll go to my aunt to help me."

"By the way, Mom, are you sure that Hua Mo has been dealt with?" Qin Yu thought for a while, then suddenly asked.

Yao Ailin was puzzled, "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Yu held his breath lightly, "I think I heard Hua Mo's voice."

Yao Ailin immediately laughed when she heard the words, "Xiaoyu, you heard it wrong! Hua Mo is already dead, it is impossible to reappear, maybe you heard it wrong! It's just a voice, two people with similar voices in this world There are too many individuals."

Qin Yu's pupils shrank slightly, "But Hua Mo's voice, even if it turns to ashes, I will still remember it."

"I hope I'm overthinking it! But Mom, we have to be on guard. What if Hua Mo doesn't die and finds out that Song Heng is her son?"

Song Yu listened beside her, her small pupils also shrank, and she couldn't help looking up at Mummy in surprise.

What is Mommy talking about.

What Huamo?
What Song Heng is her son.

So, isn't that idiot Song Heng Mommy's biological son?
Is he a feral?

The car continued to drive forward.

Song Heng huddled beside Song Hanqing at the moment, staring at Song Hanqing longingly and remained silent.

Song Hanqing glanced at him, his eagle eyes turned, "Don't ask me where I'm going?"

Song Heng put his hands on his cheeks, and looked calm, "I am your son, you can't sell me, so where is it important?"

"Heh." Song Hanqing's eyes darkened a bit, "Why didn't I realize that you resemble her so much before."

"Who is she?" Song Heng looked at Song Hanqing with round eyes.

Song Hanqing didn't answer him, "Do you want to visit grandma?"

Song Heng was puzzled, "Didn't you just read it?"

Song Hanqing frowned slightly, "Grandma doesn't live there."

The car drove to the cemetery.

Song Hanqing opened the car door and took Song Heng down, walking directly to the old lady Song's tombstone.

In front of Mrs. Song's tombstone, Hua Mo was still buried.

When Hua Mo passed away, Song Hanqing guarded her body for seven days and seven nights, and later buried her with her grandmother.

Hua Mo once said that besides her parents, grandma was the best person to her.
Song Hanqing took Song Heng's hand and walked over. When he was about to reach Mrs. Song's tombstone, he suddenly stopped in front of Hua Mo's tombstone.

Seeing that Song Hanqing was not leaving, Song Heng's eyelashes moved slightly, and he couldn't help looking up at him, "Daddy, is this grandma?"

"No." Song Hanqing's low voice was full of emptiness, "This is... Daddy's wife."

Song Heng didn't understand, "Isn't Daddy's wife Mommy?"