The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 236 His Son?

Jun Heng didn't ask Mao Mao any more. In his opinion, no matter what he learned and what he did, a child born with the combination of Jun Ling and Mu Shaocheng's IQ and vital signs was a very normal thing. Those words that he said still made his heart shudder, and then he shuddered.

But the kitchen of the Jun family was angry but a little embarrassed. What Jun Ling tried hard to learn in the past few years was nothing more than a few small stir-fry dishes. When cooking, he could ensure that he cooked them well. It's just for eating, so she didn't try to make fish herself.

Mu Shaocheng was different. Jun Ling had been away from him for so many years, and he wanted to cook another meal for her.

If Mu Shaocheng felt that he had something to rely on to attract Jun Ling, he thought it must be his cooking skills, so he walked into the kitchen with a small bucket and didn't plan to go out again.

I picked three fish from the bucket and asked them to handle them. I rolled up my sleeves and prepared to do a big job. I didn't want Jun Ling to lean against the kitchen door and said calmly, "My family has enough chefs and they are professional enough. "

"But you like my fish the most."

Jun Ling is not picky, except when she had morning sickness for a few months when she was pregnant, she has never been picky, but if it is delicious, she once praised Mu Shaocheng's food for being delicious, so Mu Shaocheng's food is delicious. That's right.

However, Jun Ling smiled lightly, glanced at Mu Shaocheng, and she lowered her head, "But that's in the past, and now someone is doing something that I like more than you."

Sometimes it's not that people have changed, nor is it that Mu Shaocheng's skills are not as good as before, but that Jun Ling treats Mu Shaocheng with completely different attitudes now and before.

In the past, I always thought that Mu Shaocheng was the best, so no matter what he did, he was the best. Because he loved him, he was blind.

It is different now, she is completely independent and self-reliant, and her aesthetics and tastes are different.

Because of lowering her head, the smile on the corner of her lips became forced and deliberate, and she couldn't hide her loneliness. Seeing it, Mu Shaocheng felt pain in his heart. When he opened his mouth, he felt that his voice was urgent. There were some words that he wanted to say all the time. Export, when things come to an end but I don't know how to talk about it.

"Who? What do you like about him? I don't allow it."

"Who has anything to do with Young Master Mu? As I said, I won't remarry you. You better stop wasting time with me in front of me. There are tens of thousands of people in Jiangzhou who love you. Just pull one out." I will worship you like a god, why bother with me. You go, I don't want to eat the food you cook."

These words were simply expulsion, but Mu Shaocheng just looked at her with clenched fists, "You can't help this?"

"What?" Jun Ling frowned.

"Jun Ling, it's up to you whether you love me or not, and whether you will be with me. Didn't you also love me back then? Didn't you also say you wouldn't fall in love with me back then? What happened?"

His pressing questions were not too loud, but Jun Ling felt like being "slapped" in the face.

Yes, but I can't control my heart.

"I was slapped in the face by you." Jun Ling smiled softly, "You don't need to remind me, I remember all the stupid things I did? But who didn't remind themselves not to do it because they made mistakes when they were young and ignorant? Make the same mistake again, especially not on the same person in the same place."

A sentence of youth and ignorance explained in disguise that it was only because of ignorance that she fell in love with him back then. Mu Shaocheng's chest was pierced with pain. After six years of seeing each other, her lips have not changed at all.

"But I'm not young and ignorant, I'm serious."

Mu Shaocheng looked at Jun Ling without blinking his eyes and suddenly said such a sentence, which stunned Jun Ling for a long time. This sentence means that he loves her seriously?
Before she could figure it out, Mu Shaocheng said again: "I love you seriously."

"So, you are serious about hurting me."

"..." Mu Shaocheng was speechless again.

Jun Ling rubbed his forehead, and she stroked his long hair softly to one side, and said, "You should know, right? I was the one who saved you back then, not Bai Shiyu."

Mu Shaocheng's heart skipped a beat, and he almost blurted out: "You know?"

Jun Ling smiled sarcastically, he really knew, and he did such a thing knowing it.

Mu Shaocheng, where is your conscience?When you say love, you say it naked, but where is your sincerity?Have you fed the dog yet?

"Six years ago, I accidentally got hit on the head in a car accident, and the missing memory has been completed."

"Did you have a car accident?" Mu Shaocheng couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward, grabbing her shoulders nervously with both hands, "Is it injured? Is it serious?"

Jun Ling was still smiling lightly, the sarcasm in his eyes made people uncomfortable, and the loneliness on his face made people feel distressed.

"Stop being hypocritical, what does it matter to you whether I get hurt or not? If you really cared, why would you leave with someone else on our wedding anniversary? Mu Shaocheng, I will never forgive you! I will never forgive you! Won't!"

In the end, her tone became sharper, and she roared with scarlet eyes, startling Mao Mao and Jun Heng who were entering the door.

The two were still changing their shoes when they saw Jun Ling striding out of the kitchen and walking upstairs. Mao Mao's heart skipped a beat, and Mu Shaocheng, who was standing at the door of the kitchen with a blank stare, immediately chased after him, "Mummy ,Wait for me."

Mao Mao climbed up with a "thump, thud, thump" on her short legs, followed Jun Ling into the door, and closed the door with a "bang".

The dumbfounded Mu Shaocheng was finally awakened by the sound of the door closing like thunder, but soon he was dumbfounded again, looked at Jun Heng and said, "Who is he? Why is he called Jun Ling's Mummy? He is not Jun Yan's son ?"

Jun Heng immediately gave him an expression that he deserves that your son doesn't recognize you, but his heart was complicated. If his deduction is correct, then when he got close to Bai Shiyu and distanced himself from Jun Ling, it must have been to protect her, right?

It's a pity that Jun Ling's miscarriage has been tolerated.

"Didn't you guess it? Anyway, if it was my son, he would definitely not be called Mummy Lingling."

Mu Shaocheng choked on his unfriendly tone, but fortunately, he had never had any status in this Jun's house, and he was used to it.

His brain, which has always been bright, felt a little amused, and he began to think seriously, if he wasn't his biological son, how else could he be called Mommy?

The only answer to this question is adoption and adoption, but adoption is impossible. Jun Heng has no son, and even if Jun Yan had a son, he probably would not let Jun Ling raise him. Adoption is even less likely, because Mao Mao's picture The face is so similar to Jun Yan's, as if it was pasted and copied.

So... Mao Mao is Jun Ling's son?
In Mu Shaocheng's brain, these big words gleamed like gold, and he was shocked by himself, Jun Ling's son?How could Jun Ling have a son?Whose son is this Junling?
One question after another knocked him over his head, but Mu Shaocheng still didn't think that this child was Jun Ling and his own child. He believed in Jun Ling too much, and he believed that anything she gave would have an effect, just like The essence medicine from back then.

He has always prepared himself for the psychological construction that he will never have children in this life, until one day he was smashed by this son from the sky and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Mu Shaocheng, thank you." Jun Heng said suddenly when Mu Shaocheng was in a daze.

No matter what, I still have to thank Mu Shaocheng for protecting Jun Ling. Although it was inevitable to hurt her in the end, compared to life, feelings are secondary.

"why?"

"Thank you for taking care of Jun Ling back then," Jun Heng said sincerely after knowing some truths, but Mu Shaocheng felt ironic in his ears.

He waved his hand, turned around and entered the kitchen, glanced at the hesitant servant, waved his hand, "Go out."

Mu Shaocheng cooked three fish, one pot of fish soup, one grilled fish with black bean sauce and one braised fish. After finishing cooking, he didn't stay for dinner as Jun Heng imagined, but left in a hurry.

As soon as the car started, Mu Shaocheng couldn't help telling little A, "Go and check, and bring me one by one the things that Jun Ling has encountered in these years. Also, check for me the name of Mao Mao who is next to Jun Ling. boy."

Little A smiled wryly again when she received the task. I don’t know what’s wrong these years. Every time I check Junling’s affairs, it’s like investigating Obama. The investigations are all what they want you to know and what they don’t want you to know. No matter how deeply you investigate, the result is nothing but ignorance.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the car was parked outside the villa, but Mu Shaocheng didn't want to go in. There was no one in the dark, and there was no desire to go home.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly started the car and went back to the old house. He didn't live there much in the past few years, and basically went back once a week.

The car swayed towards the old house, and the faces of Jun Ling and Mao Mao appeared alternately in his mind on the way, as soon as he thought of Jun Ling giving birth to another man's child and raising it so big, his There was a burst of fire in my heart.

This feeling has never appeared since he heard that Jun Ling agreed to Zhuo Tianhao's request for him, but now it actually gave him the urge to pick out that man immediately and shoot him in the head.

There were not many people in the old house, but they were all old people who were used to serving at home. Mu Shaocheng waved down the chef's invitation to cook him dinner, and went upstairs on his own.

After walking a few steps, the butler came out of the mother's room, with red eyes, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Mu Shaocheng frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Ah? Master?" The butler was startled, and immediately moved the things in his hands to the back.

He frowned even more, not because he was worried that they would steal things while he and Mrs. Mu were not at home, but because his intuition was that something was wrong. The housekeeper had watched him grow up, so no matter what happened, he should not hide it from him.

"Master, it's nothing, it's just a photo. Madam said she misses her husband, so she asked me to take the photo." The housekeeper tried to prevaricate.

Mu Shaocheng stared, "Then what are you hiding?"

Butler: "..." Blame me?
"Give it to me." Stretching out his long arms, he could no longer allow the housekeeper to refuse, Mu Shaocheng directly pulled out the photo hidden behind her, but after seeing it, he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)