Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Hua Mo took a deep breath, "But if you don't tell her, it would be even more cruel! Luo Qi, she has always felt inferior to her native family, and always wondered why she should live in such a patriarchal family that doesn't treat herself as a human being. .”

Luo Qi slowly closed her eyes, "Momo, I will take the time to tell her personally about this matter, please don't tell her? If you tell her so hastily, she may not believe you, but it will hurt the relationship between you two. Feelings."

Huamo pursed his lips.

Luo Qi pleaded again, "Promise me, Momo?"

Hua Mo sighed helplessly, and softened his heart, "Okay, I can promise you, but you'd better tell her clearly as soon as possible, you will misunderstand her if you treat her like this."

Luo Qi hummed.

The two hung up.

Hua Mo returned home and sat on the balcony in a daze.

Song Hanqing came from behind, put his arms around her waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and said softly, "What are you thinking about?"

Hua Mo was startled, and slowly shook his head, "It's nothing."

Song Hanqing straightened her shoulders and said solemnly, "Valentine's Day is coming soon, is there anything you want?"

Hua Mo shook his head and laughed, "Valentine's Day is a holiday for young people, so it doesn't suit me."

Song Hanqing smiled lightly, "Since when is it stipulated that Valentine's Day must be celebrated by young people, besides, you are not old!"

Hua Mo snorted, "But I'm already a mother."

"So what." Song Hanqing hugged her into his arms, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Who knows that you are a mother. Besides, no matter how many children you are, you will always be mine in my heart." Xiao Momo is a little girl."

Hua Mo couldn't help laughing, and stared at Song Hanqing very seriously, "Song Hanqing! Has anyone told you that you are a bit greasy?"

Song Hanqing frowned, and asked solemnly, "Greasy, what do you mean?"

Hua Mo giggled and covered his mouth, "Go and check for yourself."

"I'm going to take a shower first."

After Hua Mo finished speaking, he went to the bathroom.

Song Hanqing stared at her back and frowned, and actually took out his phone to check.

The more I checked, the darker my face became.

Is he greasy?
He is obviously so handsome
When Hua Mo came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Hanqing staring at the mirror, and couldn't help but smile, "What are you doing looking at the mirror all this time?"

Song Hanqing's face was full of sadness, "I'll look in the mirror, I'm getting greasy."

Hua Mo shrugged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I'm not saying that you look greasy, I mean, the love words you said are very greasy, um, very old-fashioned, you probably searched them on the Internet."

Song Hanqing couldn't hold back on his face.

He actually watched it online.

He hasn't had much contact with women since he was a child. Except for Qin Yu, he basically doesn't know any women, let alone talk about coaxing women or love words. He doesn't even know a word. In his world, there are only laws and business documents. , There is only negotiation, there is no love at all.

By the time he realizes it now, people have already reached middle age, and it is indeed a bit embarrassing to say it again.
Song Hanqing pursed his mouth, and looked at Hua Mo nervously, "Momo, you won't dislike me, right?"

Hua Mo opened his eyes wide in surprise and said, "What do you mean?"

Song Hanqing lowered his head and sighed softly, "I'm stupid, I don't know how to make you happy, and I don't know how to talk about love. You are really wronged when you are with me."

Seeing Song Hanqing's self-blame and grievance, Hua Mo felt a little soft-hearted for no reason, and immediately comforted him, "It's good that you are like this, and this matter can't be brought about overnight. After a long time, naturally you won't feel Embarrassing."

"It's getting late, hurry up and rest!"

Hua Mo patted the seat next to him.

Song Hanqing looked at her with a smile on his lips, walked forward, took out the hair dryer from the side, grabbed her hair and gently blown it.

After so many years between the two of them, although they already had skin-to-skin contact, Hua Mo still felt a little uncomfortable getting along, so when Song Hanqing's slender fingers passed through Hua Mo's soft long hair, Hua Mo's heart was still slightly It trembled undetectably several times.

Song Hanqing looked calm, holding a hair dryer and slowly blowing Hua Mo's long hair. When his fingers brushed over Hua Mo's neck, it was hot and itchy, which made Hua Mo move uncomfortably.

Song Hanqing was still calmly blowing his hair. After blowing, he realized that Hua Mo's cheeks had already turned red, and then asked suspiciously, "Momo, what's wrong with your face? Are you sick?"

Song Hanqing stretched out his hand to touch Huamo's forehead again.

Hua Mo quickly reached out and grabbed Song Hanqing's hand, shaking his head, "It's nothing."

Song Hanqing narrowed his black eyes, stared at Hua Mo, approached her, and said in a hoarse voice that only the two of them could hear, "Miss me?"

Hua Mo was ashamed, "What! Going to sleep."

Hua Mo turned around, lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

Song Hanqing followed, and stretched out his arms to hug Hua Mo
Luo family.

After Zhuge Bing'er came back from the shop, she kept pacing in the room.

From the first time she saw Luo Qi, she fell in love with him. For so many years, she gave up her status as the eldest lady of the Zhuge family and stayed by his side all the time, just to become his legitimate wife. She would never let anyone Take Luo Qi away from her.

Whether it's Tang Shuang or Hua Mo!

Zhuge Bing'er closed her eyes, glanced at the ringing phone, walked over to pick it up and slid down the answer button.

"Hey, how's it going, did you find it?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhuge Binger smiled slightly, "I see."

Biting her lip slightly, Zhuge Binger called Fu Congwen the next second.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Congwen felt a little strange when he received a call from Zhuge Binger, so he said indifferently, "Miss Zhuge? What's the matter?"

Zhuge Binger bit her lip, "There are indeed some things I want to tell Mr. Fu,"

"I have a photo and I want to show it to Mr. Fu."

Fu Congwen narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Zhuge Bing'er sneered, "Mr. Fu, you can find out by checking your mailbox."

Fu Congwen frowned slightly, and pretended to open the mailbox.

There is only one photo in the mailbox. The photo is the scene of Tang Shuang talking and laughing with Luo Qi that day. Zhuge Binger took it while going to the bathroom. The angle of the photo just magnifies the expressions of the two.

Fu Congwen shrank his pupils, tightened his grip on the mouse, and then whispered to Zhuge Binger on the other end of the phone, "Miss Zhuge randomly sent me a photo, what is she trying to do? Do you think I'm boring?"

Zhuge Binger didn't expect Fu Congwen's reaction at all, and she was annoyed for a while, "Mr. Fu, I heard that the woman in the photo has been with you for several years. You even refused to marry her for her. Can you really bear to kiss me with other men behind your back?"

How could Fu Congwen not know what Zhuge Binger was planning, "Oh! I have already finished with her, and who she wants to be with has nothing to do with me. I advise Miss Zhuge not to spend your mind on me. Think about it, how to take care of your fiancé."

After Fu Congwen finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Zhuge Binger on the other side was angry and threw the phone aside.