After the divorce, the ex-husband who begged for his name cried

Of course, since Huo Ruirui got sick and was locked up in a mental hospital, the man also went to see it several times, but Huo Ruirui has lost all consciousness, even looks very pitiful and has lost a lot of weight, but he is still barking his teeth and claws. There is no look of kindness.

At Huo Yun's age, he can see people and nature very clearly. Huo Ruirui, a child, is a kind of bad in his bones.

Not at all like the Huo family, but very much like Li Yuwan.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his face became colder. Finally, Huo Yun simply turned his head and continued to admire the photos of Huo Tingyao from childhood to adulthood.

I have to admit that my precious son has been a handsome guy since he was a child, and he has grown into a Zhilan Yushu in his teens. go.

Most of the photos of his son were taken by Huo Yunnian, and Li Yuwan was rarely seen. Thinking of this woman, the good-tempered Huo Yun became even more angry. The child who was obtained by any means at the beginning, is so disrespectful. !
When Huo Yun was indulging in the past, the housekeeper came to report that Young Master Sun was back. Huo Yun was naturally overjoyed that his son had returned to the Huo family's old house for two consecutive days, with a smile all over his face. He couldn't care less about looking at the photos, but hurried down from the upper floor of the warehouse. The housekeeper immediately reached out to support him, and Huo Yun ran towards the door after getting down.

The action was very hasty.

It seems that if you slow down, you will see your son less every minute and every second.

Just in time, Huo Tingyao had already parked the car and walked into the yard with big strides.

"I'm back!"

The moment he saw Huo Tingyao, Huo Yun's face, which was very happy and even a little impatient, suddenly became calm, and looked at his son and pretended to say hello indifferently.

"Ah."

Huo Tingyao nodded.

Huo Jiakou's duplicitous, cold-faced and warm-hearted character has indeed been completely inherited by the father and son in front of him.

"Ting Yao is back!"

At this time, Meng Pingzhen had already left the kitchen, and he hadn't even had time to take off his apron. His gentle face, which had hardly left any traces of time, was filled with joy when he saw Huo Tingyao's arrival.

That kind of joy is a kind of joy released from the heart, it is the joy and joy of liking each other sincerely.

There is a chef at home, and she is still a star chef, but Meng Pingzhen still likes to cook. She thinks that the family is together and eating meals cooked by herself is the happiest and warmest thing.

"Ah."

Huo Tingyao nodded simply, his always cold and stern face was still intact, but his eyes that were staring at Meng Pingzhen closely were filled with uncontrollable turmoil.

In fact, a man's sixth sense also has its own definite number, its own destiny.

Even though the result hasn't come out yet, Huo Tingyao already has certainty in his heart.

Why when I went to school in Australia, I felt a sense of intimacy when I saw this woman in front of me. Logically speaking, this woman stole my father and destroyed my home, so I should hate her.

During her illness, this woman took care of herself in every possible way, even without sleep. After she recovered, she actually fell seriously ill. Huo Tingyao didn't realize until today that Meng Pingzhen's love for him was not only because of his father Huo Yun's love. It is very likely that the love between the house and the bird is due to the nature between mother and child that blood is thicker than water.

Because of nature, Meng Pingzhen's love for him is so unreserved. Because of nature, when he sees Huo Yaoyao and Huo Yaoyao, he feels more intimacy than Huo Ruirui...

This is the definition of the same blood.

Huo Tingyao clenched his hands tightly. The man believed in science, but he didn't go to the final level. Huo Tingyao would definitely not define it so early, but what the man wanted to say at this time was that he actually endured so hard.

The man's big, bony hands had already become veined due to patience, and even the deep eye sockets had turned a little red due to depression.

"What would Ting Yao want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Yeah, brother, whatever you want to eat, every time you come, I can follow suit. Anyway, whatever you want to eat, my mother will do."

Huo Yaoyao turned half of her small head behind Meng Pingzhen, her big eyes suddenly shone brightly, she was so cute and weird, her long ponytail was exposed from behind, releasing a nutritious luster under the sunlight .

Huo Yaoyao followed the manager to visit customers today, because it ended early, so he arrived home earlier.

"Let's eat glutinous rice balls. Aunt Meng's glutinous rice balls are delicious."

Huo Tingyao took a long breath to calm himself down, and then continued.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll do it right away."

Hearing Huo Tingyao's words, Meng Ping was really happy. Someone appreciates her cooking skills, which is actually the best appreciation for her.

In fact, apart from liking Huo Tingyao from the bottom of my heart, from another perspective, Meng Pingzhen has always been a kind-hearted woman. For so many years, she has always had the happiest life by Huo Yun's side. Huo Yun He gave all his love to himself, without having to think about it, Meng Pingzhen also knew that he owed this son naturally.

Meng Ping really loves Huo Yun deeply, and of course he loves Wu and Wu, thinking that he can make up for it.

"Aunt Meng, did you have a son back then?"

Huo Tingyao did not drink tea and chat with Huo Yun this time, but followed Meng Pingzhen to the kitchen.

"Ah."

When Meng Pingzhen heard Huo Tingyao's words, his expression was sad, and his expression was a little dazed. Because he didn't notice for a while, the hand holding the knife left a small hole on the woman's ring finger.

That kind of grief was really seen by Huo Tingyao. Even though it was the first time in many years, the grief that penetrated into the bone marrow made the man's heart apex a sharp pain, and the pain quickly spread densely in the man's internal organs. Huo Tingyao's breath spread like an invisible net, making him seem to lose even the strength to speak.

"Housekeeper, go get the Band-Aid!"

After a few seconds, Huo Tingyao regained his composure. He stretched out his hand, took the paper towel from the kitchen, and immediately wrapped up Meng Pingzhen's wound.

"It's okay, it's just a small wound." Meng Pingzhen shook his head with a smile.

"Why are you so careless? You know how distressed I am."

At this time Huo Yun heard the voice and rushed in. He looked at the wound on Meng Pingzhen's hand, then turned his head and took the butler's Band-Aid, and wrapped it carefully, with gentle and careful movements.

"I see, I'll be careful next time."