Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"Shit!" Qin Yong, who was frightened, quickly loosened his hand and took two steps back. If he didn't kick anyone, xuanyuanzi would fall to the ground without support and uncontrollable body.

"Son Mo!" The sound of broken dishes and chopsticks on the ground was accompanied by Fu Jin's exclamation. Before the two men and the Su Tinghe who had just entered the door could see clearly, a white shadow skipped. Xuanyuanzi Mo saw that the little body that fell to the ground was picked up and landed in Fu Jin's arms.

"... Fu, Fu Jin!?" When he saw who was in front of him, Qin Yong shouted in shock, and Xing Youliang behind him was also shocked.

"Qin Yong! Hurt my son and I'll kill you! " At the moment, Fu Jin was cold all over, and a pair of Danfeng eyes stared at the two people in front of him with anger.

Su Tinghe just came in and saw his eyes. He was surprised that xuanyuanzi Mo had such skill. How could such a young child be so cruel? That move... Like Fu Jin, when in danger, he will hurt the enemy one thousand and lose eight hundred. How worried about her child's safety, she even taught her son these dangerous moves!

When he saw that the child was about to land, he also made preparations to run over, but Fu Jin had caught the little guy before he ran two steps. Feeling his heart beating, Su Tinghe doesn't understand why the little guy who has nothing to do with himself makes him so nervous.

"You... You... Tinghe, is this Fu Jin?" Qin Yong blinked unbelievably and turned to look at Su Tinghe who had come.

"Silly you, a living man standing here asking a fart!" Xing Youliang glanced at him and smiled at Fu Jin. "Well, little sister-in-law, you... Cough, you..." after a long time, Xing Youliang didn't know what to say.

Say you're back? As if he knew where Fu Jin had gone, he said you weren't dead? It doesn't seem right. For a moment, he looked at Fu Jin and Su Tinghe in embarrassment. He didn't know what to say.

"Don't make a fuss. She's alive and well!" Su Tinghe used to sit on the sofa and deliberately bit the last half sentence very hard.

"..." Fu Jin took his son in his arms and calmed down. He just scared himself. Listening to Su Tinghe's words, the corners of his lips showed a sneer silently. Without saying hello to anyone, he turned around and the two women entered the kitchen.

"Tinghe, when did you find her? That... The little guy is... "Qin Yong came back and Xing Youliang sat down and asked tentatively.

Suddenly, he was attacked by the little guy before he saw what xuanyuanzi looked like. What did Fu Jingang mean by her son? Who is his father?

"... don't tell the outside world that she is now repatriated. I've dealt with her identity and military status these days. Qin Yong, help me run these things tomorrow. I've said hello to commander he."

"Send... Oh, well, can I call my wife now and let her see Fu Jin?" Qin Yong was surprised at first, then nodded and thought of Aini carefully asking Su Tinghe for advice. He looked at the joy that there was no reunion between the two people

In the kitchen, he cooked another bowl of noodles for his son. Fu Jin sat on a small stool and xuanyuanzi Mo sat opposite her, raising his small head and eating the noodles fed by his mother.

"Mommy, this noodles is not delicious at all. There is no Suzhou food." With his face in his mouth, xuanyuanzi doesn't dislike it.

"... make do with it first. We can't go anywhere for the time being. It's good to have this for you to eat." Fu Jin scraped his son's nose painfully. When they can go out, they can do whatever they want, but their son can't make do with it.

"... someone will deliver food later. Don't let him eat this!" Su Tinghe went into the kitchen, grabbed the bowl in Fu Jin's hand and put it in the vegetable washing basin. Looking at the poor look of the women, his heart hurt but he was also very angry. The child said when he was hungry! It seems that he doesn't give food.

"... son, shall we eat later? Just bear it for a while." Fu Jin said, wiping the corners of Xuanyuan Zimo's mouth with his hand. There was a section of noodles hanging there. He looked at his son without looking at Su Tinghe.

Looking at the woman who ignored him, Su Tinghe was depressed. "Why do you have to bear it? Children talk when they are hungry. You are not dumb! As I said, I won't lose... "

"Su Tinghe!" Fu Tinghe said again and again, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry for you! Are we willing to follow you? It's like charity to keep us here. Do you want us to shed tears of gratitude? Please hurry up your so-called investigation. I'm going home to see my parents. "

"..." Su Tinghe was stunned. He didn't know why Fu Jin was so excited by what he said. I can accommodate your child with others. Aren't you self-sufficient? She is so fierce that she wants to work hard with him. She hasn't been a mother for several years. Why is her temper worse!

"Mommy, I miss Daddy!" It's rare for Fu Jin to treat others like this. Xuanyuanzi doesn't hold his mother's legs. His eyes are nervous. It's very distressing.

"... baby, when Mommy is finished, I'll take you back to Daddy. It's not urgent!" Fu Jin squatted down and hugged her son. Her beautiful Phoenix eyes were with a touch of sadness. How could she be willing to lose her demeanor like a crazy woman in front of her children, but what should she do? Can't tell Su Tinghe the truth, the child can't explain clearly the color of his eyes, even if he says it, will su Tinghe believe it? Besides, I don't want to be involved with this person at all. Although the past has passed, my heart is still hurt, isn't it? Are the lessons of the two generations not enough for you to remember?

"..." xuanyuanzi didn't bite his little lip, looked at his mother's eyes, nodded and didn't speak again. He secretly wrote down another stroke for his father

Because the clothes hadn't been delivered yet, Su Tinghe turned on the heating in the house. As soon as the temperature was warm, the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious. Not long after, someone brought food. Fu Jincai came out of the kitchen with his son, silently held the child and sat down at the table. First, he handed his son chopsticks, arranged the bowl and told him to eat carefully.

Su Tinghe, Qin Yong, Xing Youliang sat and looked at no one. Fu Jin has always given people a cold and faint impression. They have never seen Fu Jin who is so considerate and like a good wife and mother.

"... that, little guy, uncle just joked with you. I didn't expect to scare you. I'm sorry!" In order to break the embarrassment, Qin Yong smiled and greeted xuanyuanzi Mo opposite.

"... I don't like strangers approaching... Well, I forgive you." Xuanyuanzi Mo looked up and thought about Qin Yong, who was flattering himself. He straightened his body very gentlemanly, explained his previous reaction and expressed forgiveness.

“……！？” Qin Yong and Xing Youliang were surprised that such a young child would have such calm words. What was more surprised was xuanyuanzi Mo's shallow blue eyes when he raised his head.

"You... Fu Jin, the child is..." still couldn't help but wonder. Qin Yong couldn't help asking.

"My son." With her eyes down, Fu Jin replied faintly. She knew that everyone would think more when they saw Xuanyuan Zimo's eyes. She had already made ideological preparations.

"..." Qin Yong, including Xing Youliang, turned his head to Su Tinghe. I looked at my friend's eyes very carefully. After confirming that they were black eyes, there was a surprised expression on my face.

When did Fu Jin have children with others! What does it mean for Tinghe to pick her up so calmly? Still thinking of marrying someone else? They know that Su Tinghe's almost fanatical and domineering possessive towards Fu Jin. Does he really care?

"... Xiaojin! Little brocade! " Before Qin Yong and Xing Youliang could figure it out, a female voice almost like the roar of a lion rang through the villa.

Qin Yong grinned and Su Tinghe frowned. Xing Youliang, Fu Jin and xuanyuanzi mo were shocked. Everyone turned back and looked at the door.

Aini, with long hair and shawl, walked in with a little boy about the age of xuanyuanzi Mo in her hand. With a look of surprise and joy, he almost trotted. The fast children were about to be dragged down. The staggering little guy ran into the restaurant with short legs