After the divorce, he became the careful liver of the rich and powerful

On the way Lu Tingfeng drove He Yang home together, He Yang peeked at him more than once or twice.

Lu Tingfeng asked impatiently, "Have you seen enough? Do you want to ask about my relationship with Zhao Libing again?"

He Yang nodded in embarrassment, then shook his head again in response.

He doesn't want to know anymore.

"There are still six days." Lu Tingfeng reminded.

Six days, so fast!A month has passed like this, what can be changed in six days?

"Tingfeng, do you like children?" He Yang asked Lu Tingfeng, turning his head straight to the side.

"like."

This answer gave He Yang a little hope. When he was thinking about whether to tell him the news of his pregnancy, he heard the second part of Lu Tingfeng's words: "It depends on who gave birth, not every child. will like it."

"You hate me so much, do you hate my child?" He Yang followed Lu Tingfeng's words and continued to ask him with a smirk.

Unexpectedly, Lu Tingfeng answered quickly and directly, "Of course."

This "of course" was like a poisoned arrow that shot into He Yang's heart, and his whole body festered from the inside out.

He Yang lowered his eyes slightly, and inserted his hands into the pockets on both sides. He pretended not to care and pursed his lips and smiled. The smile didn't reach his eyes, and the fingers in his pockets were still trembling. This answer was enough to make him despair.

"...Then...if Zhao Libing gave birth to your...child, you should...like it, right?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Fortunately, our first child was not born, otherwise you would have added another annoying person in this world."

On the surface, the clouds are calm, but in fact, he is so wronged and sad that he tries hard to restrain the trembling of his body, as well as the flushing of his eyes.

Lu Tingfeng didn't answer.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the small and sealed workshop froze.

But at this time, it was raining, and the dense rainwater hit the car window and hit the ground, forming a misty net.

Halfway before returning home, the phone rang suddenly, bringing He Yang's thoughts back to reality. It was Lu Tingfeng's phone that rang.

After Lu Tingfeng finished answering the call, he parked the car on the side of the road, "Get out of the car."

He Yang thought he didn't hear clearly, after he repeated it again, it was raining so much outside, He Yang wanted to ask him if he had an umbrella?

But in Lu Tingfeng's eyes, he pushed open the car door impatiently, "Get out of the car."

Just like that, He Yang stood foolishly by the side of the road, drenched by the rain, and soon drenched his whole body.

There was no shelter to shelter from the rain, so He Yang could only trot forward.

.........

Lu Tingfeng drove all the way back to the old house.

His father called on the phone just now, saying that his mother was ill and told him to go home quickly.

After parking the car, he ran all the way back to the house.

Go straight to the first room on the right on the second floor, and several people gather around a big bed.

Ms. Maisie is only 47 years old this year, she is not too old, plus maintenance and exercise, she looks much younger than her peers.

Originally, she was always in good health, and she rarely even had a cold or fever, but when she fell ill so suddenly, Lu Tingfeng's expression changed in fright.

After seeing her son, Ms. Meixi pulled Lu Tingfeng's hand weakly and sighed, "Son, Mom may be dying."

Lu Tingfeng sat by the bed and touched her forehead. It wasn't hot, and her face was ruddy and shiny. He really couldn't see what was wrong, but he had to comfort her and said, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? You are so young and beautiful. Beauty, at least one hundred years old."

Ms. Macy's hand with bright red nails was holding her forehead, shaking her head and said: "Mom is dizzy and weak now, but if this continues, I will be pissed off by you sooner or later."

After hearing his mother's words, he understood what he meant. There was nothing wrong with this person, he was just pretending to be sick.

"Tell me, Mom, what's wrong with me?"

Ms. Maisy immediately regained her spirits, her eyes widened, and she poked Lu Tingfeng's temples with her fingers, "You don't know what's wrong? Hmph, you said you married a wife who can't lay eggs, so let's forget about it, and you're going to have sex with an actor." Gossip. Let me tell you Lu Tingfeng, even if you are my son, even if you divorce He Yang in the future, if you want to marry that woman, neither your father nor my family will agree."

"Mom...you have been messing around for a long time, and you called me home just because of this?"

"Otherwise? Son, if you really are a beautiful girl with a clean family background, I don't care about you, but Zhao Libing just can't, I won't allow her to enter my house."

"Mom, tell me why you hate her so much?"

Ms. Mei Xi simply felt that her son was as emotionally stupid as a husky, and hated iron and steel: "A woman who can get along in the entertainment circle, how clean do you think her background can be?" ?Our family has a big business, if you really want to investigate her, it will be a piece of cake, but you just let her make a lot of scandals in your name like a fascination."

"Okay, okay, mom, let me tell you the truth, I haven't thought about it so far, you don't need to worry about it now, okay?"

"No, you have to promise me that you can't marry that woman, I hate her."

"Mom, I'm in a mess right now, and I'm in a bad mood. I beg my lord mother not to force me, is that okay?" She acted coquettishly at her mother, and Ms. Maisie immediately lost her temper. Looking carefully, she was a little thinner than before. She touched Lu Tingfeng's face distressedly, "Okay, mom won't force you anymore, mom just thinks that you made a wrong decision to marry He Yang, so mom just hopes you don't make wrong choices again."