Madam Wants a Divorce Every Day

Woo...woof! KO yelled and stood up from the floor.

Su Huan trembled subconsciously.

KO. Fu Ziyang stretched out his small hand and touched KO's head.

I saw the wolfhound that was ready to rush over, but suddenly collapsed back as docile as a cat.

Su Huan was hit immediately.

I rely on!

Even the dog listens to this illegitimate child like this.

Madam, are you back? Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

Su Huan cried again in his heart.

mmp!

Even Aunt Liu has specially worked overtime to cook for the family of three. You must know that she will go home to hug her grandson as soon as she finishes cooking at six o'clock these days.

After a while of footsteps, Huo Jingshen appeared in her sight full of resentment.

He was still wearing the clothes he wore at the airport, but his sleeves were rolled up and three buttons were unbuttoned on his neckline. His brows were furrowed, his thin lips were straightened, and his face was covered with a series of questions: Where did you go? The phone didn't answer. ? Still shutting down?

Su Huan didn't speak.

Huo Jing looked deeply at the angry little wife, took the big box from her hand, and then went to hold her hand again.

Unexpectedly, Su Wanwan threw it away suddenly, looked at the man's calm and composed face, and said two words: Extremely shameless!

Huo Jingshen: ...

Fu Ziyang tilted his head and watched the play with his dog in his arms.

Tell me, where is that woman? Su Wanwan said, and rushed into the living room.

You've gone to the airport. Huo Jingshen confirmed this.

The person I saw at the airport should be her.

That's right, I've seen it all. Su Wanwan turned around and pointed at the cute little guy, Tell me, where is his mother? Where did you hide Xiaosan?

Huo Jing narrowed his eyes deeply, ...he is not my son.

Su Houhou snorted coldly, It looks so similar, who are you kidding, it's not your son, could it be your nephew?

He does not mean that.

Huo Jing looked at her deeply, the emotion in his eyes was fleeting, and then he explained, His name is Fu Ziyang, he is the son of a friend of mine, he ran away from home today and got on the plane alone, just as I was returning home, I brought him back with me gone.

Su Huan didn't seem to believe his nonsense.

What about Fu Ziyang, with such a romantic hero's name, bullying her for being young.

As for that woman, she is on tour in China, and she lives in a hotel, not here.

Su Huan hummed twice, but still didn't believe it.

Huo Jingshen simply took out his mobile phone, This is his father's number, do you want me to make an international call and you go ask him yourself?

Seeing that Su Wanwan still didn't respond, he dialed the number directly.

Soon, a pleasant bass sounded through the speaker, Did my son cause trouble for you again?

Su Wanwan: ...

It's okay, my wife just misunderstood. After finishing speaking, Huo Jingshen hung up.

He pushed the big suitcase in a corner of the living room, walked to the coffee table and sat down, Come here.

Why? Su Huan looked wary.

There was a medicine kit on the coffee table, Huo Jingshen said, Why is your leg bleeding?

Su Wanwan lowered her head, and sure enough there was a large lump of clotted blood on her ankle.

Come here. Huo Jingshen said again.

Su Wanwan pursed her lips, but still walked over.

When he came to him, Huo Jingshen stretched out his big hand to hold her calf, lifted it up, let her sit beside him, and put her feet on his lap.

As soon as she touched alcohol, Su Huan was so painful that she almost burst into tears.

Damn it, take it easy... ah, it hurts... Fuck... take it easy, damn it, can you take it easy?

So afraid of pain? Huo Jing took a deep look at her.

The little girl frowned stubbornly, and bit her lips together. Does it hurt like this if the skin is broken?

Huo Jingshen was a little worried about the sound insulation of the room, especially now that there was a five-year-old light bulb in the house suddenly.

Subconsciously, he looked at the person and the dog, thinking in his heart, how about sending this little guy on a plane back to country Y tomorrow...

As if he had the ability to read minds, Fu Ziyang suddenly said, I want to stay here and look for my mother.

Huo Jingshen: ...

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After finally treating the wound, Su Huhou looked at the gauze on her ankle and pursed her mouth.

Can I still learn to drive tomorrow?

I have to ask for leave again...

Don't wear such short pants in the future. Huo Jingshen had another opinion.

Su Houhou snorted, got up and ran to the restaurant, I'm starving to death, I want to eat.

Huo Jing looked at her deeply.

His eyes darkened.

These jeans are really too short!