The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 15 The Origin (6)

"What's going on? Tell me."

Danqing stretched out her little hand timidly, "Mom, my feet..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice, "Don't call me mom, I sound awkward, and you don't have that qualification."

Her face was livid and frightening.

Danqing was frightened, and hid her small face behind her brother's back, holding her brother's clothes tightly with a small hand, as if she could protect herself in this way.

Han Shaozhe could sense the trembling of the little man behind him, and couldn't help persuading, "Mom, Danqing is innocent, she's just an ignorant child."

Mrs. Han's face was full of anger, and she couldn't beat her anger.

"Innocent? It's only natural for a mother to pay her debts. Since that bitch is willing to send such a young child in, he will bear the consequences."

Why should she be responsible for raising a bastard when other people are having fun?
It's ridiculous, the couple only meet twice in a year, once for Chinese New Year and once for their son's birthday, even if they meet, it's cold.

She had had enough of going her own way.

She is a living and flesh-and-blood person, and she needs a man who cares about her health, a man who sleeps next to her every night, and someone who will accompany and take care of her when she is sick and in a bad mood.

Since he doesn't care about the relationship between husband and wife, why should she care about the relationship between husband and wife? If it weren't for the face of the two families and the future of the son, she would have long since refused to be the vain Mrs. Han.

What does this bastard have to do with her, why should she support her?Why does she have the name of the official Miss of the Han family?

A bastard with a low life, looking at it, I feel hatred in my heart, and I wish I could drive this stinky girl away immediately.

But someone agreed to the terms of exchange, and she was afraid of it, so she had to bear it.

She pointed at Han Shaozhe and ordered sternly, "Come here, son, and don't get close to her again."

Danqing's body trembled, and he pulled his clothes even tighter.

Han Shaozhe took her hand backhand, shook it slightly, and refused to let go, "She is my sister."

Mrs. Han turned pale with anger, her fingers were trembling, and she was heartbroken, "If you don't listen to me? Then he's not my son."

"Mom." Han Shaozhe sighed secretly.

He knew what mother was thinking, and he could see her pain, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Mrs. Han's eyes were full of vicious hatred, and she walked over slowly, extremely angry and aggressive, "Are you picking on her or me? Tell me."

Well, the son she raised so hard was snatched away by a little bitch, and she couldn't swallow it.

Han Shaozhe smiled wryly, gently pulled down Danqing's hand, and approached Mrs. Han, "Of course it's you. You were pregnant in October and worked hard to give birth to me. Of course I must be filial to you."

Danqing's hand slid down weakly in the air, his little heart was terrified and frightened.

Brother doesn't want her anymore?

Ignore her from now on?

Mrs. Han was greatly relieved by her son's rare meekness, obedience and warm words, "That's good, remember my words, don't get close to this little fairy."

No one can take away the son she gave birth to.

Dan Qing raised his head sharply, his tearful pupils were filled with grievance, "I'm not a goblin..."

She is no longer a child, and knows that this sentence is not a good word, even worse than a monster.

"Slap." A crisp slap sounded.

Mrs. Han's face was as cold as ice, and she stared at her condescendingly, "How dare you talk back."

Danqing was stunned, tears flowed down like broken pearls, she didn't even dare to cry, she bit her lip and wept silently.

(End of this chapter)