Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Hua Mo's heartbeat stopped, and he intuitively felt that this child must have something to do with Song Hanqing.

But at the age of only four years old, Shen Shen really doesn't look like a child at all.
"Brother Song Heng!"

Luo Xiangcai didn't care about Song Hanqing, when he saw Song Heng, he was so excited that he even forgot his own name, strode towards him, threw himself into Song Heng's arms without any restraint.

Song Heng didn't expect Luo Xiang to be so enthusiastic, and he was stunned for a while, his black eyes widened.

Seeing this, Hua Mo hurried forward to hug Luo Xiang, and apologized to Song Heng with a slight smile, "I'm sorry, little friend Song Heng, I misunderstood you last time, that's why I said those words, I hope you don't blame me ah!"

"I'm just too nervous Luo Xiang."

Song Heng actually didn't blame Hua Mo, he liked this aunt in front of him very much.

This auntie has beautiful eyes when she smiles, prettier than his mother.

Song Heng didn't speak, but his eyes kept falling on Hua Mo's body, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Why does he think that this aunt's back is very similar to that aunt in Yunshuiwan!

Seeing that Song Heng didn't speak, Hua Mo didn't know what to say, so he invited him to sit down, "Song Heng, please sit down first! We're just getting ready for dinner, so come and try Auntie's cooking."

"Okay." Now, Song Heng finally spoke, but it was just a simple word "okay".

Hua Mo stared at Song Heng for a while, then pulled Luo Xiang to a seat.

Luo Xiang was very enthusiastic, obviously he couldn't even hold his chopsticks steadily, so he wanted to pick up food for Song Heng, "Brother Song Heng, try the chicken wings, this is my mommy's specialty, I like it. "Luo Xiang said with a proud face, and sneakily picked up several more for himself.

Song Heng stared at the chicken wings in the bowl, didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, took a tentative bite, and found that Luo Xiang was really not lying, it was really delicious, he couldn't help it, and took a few more bites.

Luo Xiang saw it and giggled, "Brother Song Heng, you like the chicken wings made by my mommy very much! By the way, what are your mommy's specialties? You look so good-looking, your mommy must also like it." It's so pretty!"

Luo Xiang said innocently, Song Heng quickly suppressed his smile.

his mommy
In my impression, his mommy has never cooked for him, even if she did, it was only for Song Yu to eat. His mommy likes to go to the beauty salon and go shopping.

Perhaps it was a maternal instinct. Seeing that Song Heng was silent, Hua Mo subconsciously called a servant to pour him a glass of water, and handed it to him, "Eat slowly, let's drink a glass of water first."

"Thank you." Song Heng muffled, stretched out his small hand to take the water that Hua Mo handed over.

When receiving the water, the two fingertips touched each other. For a moment, Song Heng seemed to feel that an unknown electric current hit his heart, and his heart felt warm. It seemed that at that moment, he felt the long-lost maternal love. .

Hua Mo pulled his hand out, looked at him and smiled.

That smile went straight into Song Heng's heart, so that one day later, even if she stabbed him in the chest with a knife, he couldn't bear to blame her
Song Heng ate this meal very slowly.

Luo Xiang and Hua Mo also ate with him.

After eating, it was already two hours later.

Song Heng put down his chopsticks in embarrassment, and licked his lips, "I'm sorry, there are too many delicious ones. I want to try everything, so I am slow to eat."

Hua Mo bent his lips, "It's okay, as long as you like to eat."

"We don't have many friends in Luoxiang. I finally met you as a friend. I feel very happy. I hope you can get along well."

Song Heng nodded and hummed lightly.

After dinner, Song Heng and Luo Xiang played in the living room.

Hua Mo received a call from Luo Qi and went directly to the upstairs study to answer it.

"Hey."

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone? What are you doing?"

Luo Qi on the other end of the phone was a little dissatisfied, and pretended to be angry.

Hua Mo went to the chair and sat down, took off his armor and exhaled, "What else can I do, Luo Xiang invites friends to dinner, and I will accompany her, of course, it's not easy being a parent in this day and age."

Luo Qi was curious, "Luo Xiang's friend?"

Hua Mo nodded, "Well, the little boy I asked you to check for me last time."

As soon as Hua Mo said this, Luo Qi immediately became nervous, "Hua Mo, I have something to tell you."

Hua Mo curled his lips, "You mean, that little boy is probably the son of Song Hanqing and Qin Yu?"

In fact, Qin Yu and Song Hanqing have protected their two children very well these years. Hua Mo searched for a long time, but did not find out what the two children looked like.

The reason why she guessed that Song Heng was Song Hanqing and Qin Yu's son was because Song Heng was so much like Song Hanqing.

She has loved Song Hanqing for more than ten years, and the two have been married for two years. Her child died in the hands of Song Hanqing and Qin Yu. Song Hanqing's every move, voice, appearance, and appearance have already been deeply engraved in her heart. Now, she can't wait to crush him to ashes!

Luo Qi didn't expect Hua Mo to know about it, and he was stunned for a while, "You got the news pretty quickly."

"But I think you really like him. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the child. If Luo Xiang is really destined to be with him."

"Impossible!" Hua Mo sternly refused without thinking, "Father, son pays!"

"Luo Qi, if my child was still alive, he would be his age by now, but he couldn't come to this world because of Song Hanqing and Qin Yu."

"Luo Qi, I hate, I hate them!"

Luo Qi quickly comforted Hua Mo, "Yaoyao, calm down first."

"What do you want to do? If I can help, I will do my best to help you."

Hua Mo's heart was empty, and his mind went blank, "I haven't figured out what to do yet, but it's time to make life difficult for Qin Yu."

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Hua Mo hung up the phone.

When she went downstairs, Song Heng looked at her obediently and called, "Auntie."

Hua Mo didn't answer, looking at Song Heng with a layer of coldness in his eyes.

This kid is really good.

If it wasn't for Song Hanqing and Qin Yu's child, Hua Mo might really like him.

but now
Ah!
Song Heng has always been sensitive, so he naturally saw the indifference in Hua Mo's eyes, subconsciously clenched his hands, and said, "It's getting late, auntie, I have to go home first."

When Luo Xiang heard this, she immediately pursed her mouth in displeasure, "Ah! Brother Song Heng, are you leaving?"

"Can you please don't go! I can't bear you~"

Luo Xiang stepped forward and pulled Song Heng's clothes, eyes full of reluctance.

Seeing this, Hua Mo quickly stepped forward and pulled Luo Xiang behind him, knelt down and explained softly, "It's really getting late, brother Song Heng didn't go back so late, I'm afraid the family members will be worried, you understand? ?”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Heng, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Where do you live? I'll ask the driver to take you back."