Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"Like! Like! Hehe, I said it looked familiar! Come on, let Grandma see! Ouch! How beautiful it looks! The eyes are as like as two peas, her father, her father! Look, what a good child! I love grandma! " Zhang Xiuyi grabbed xuanyuanzi Mo in Su Tinghe's arms, looked at it for a long time, kissed the child's face and cried and laughed.

"Hey, hey, yes, grandma, Grandpa hug!" Fu Dongshan rubbed his hands and hugged xuanyuanzi. It was too rare. The couple didn't know what to do. They stared at the little guy, looked at Fu Jin, looked at Su Tinghe, and looked at the child in their arms.

"..." Wang Lanxin's face was pale with light makeup. Secretly clenched his teeth and reluctantly squeezed a smile to touch xuanyuanzi Mo's head, pretending to be happy to tease the children with the couple.

Fu Jin quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and sat quietly watching his parents and children laughing. His heart was sour. At this moment, she felt that she was determined to be Taiji. Ignoring that there are still people in the world who love her and love her parents, as a child, she owes too much to her parents

Not much effort, Wang Lanxin answered a phone call and said that there was something important. Zhang Xiu asked her to stay again and again or left. Seeing that it was not early, Su Tinghe didn't ask the couple to cook. He said that the hotel had been booked. The couple dressed and went out happily with a small hand holding xuanyuanzi mo.

"Xiao Jin," Su Tinghe, who stayed behind to close the door, caught up with Fu Jin and hugged her. The light in the quiet corridor was not very bright. There was a hazy charm on Fu Jin Yang's small face.

"... what's the matter?" Fu Jin's feet were steps. He didn't dare to move rashly. He looked at Su Tinghe and asked in doubt.

"Cheer up... Just now, you said too little." Su Tinghe lowered his head and pecked her cheek. "I'm worried."

"I didn't talk much. Just look at my parents happy."

"But I also hope you are happy... Girl, we'll make up for what we owe them. It's still a long time, isn't it? Don't be depressed alone. You still have me. " Su Tinghe, who had insight into qiuhao, had already seen Fu Jin's mind and worried that she had a burden in her heart.

"... Su Tinghe, aren't you tired?" I was moved, but what I didn't want to say made the atmosphere strange.

"Bad girl, you're always so bad. Do you really doubt that you're a psychologist? God, you've been talking to death! " Su Tinghe shook his head in silence, lowered his head punitively and bit Fu Jiner. The people in my arms trembled. Before they could escape, Su Tinghe had kissed Fu Jin's lip

Su Tinghe booked a box in the king's court tonight. It was completely dark when he came with Fu Dongshan and Fu Jin's mother and son. Walk up the stairs to the small VIP Hall on the second floor. Several people in black stood at the door. Seeing Su Tinghe nodding respectfully, he opened the door and several people went in. Just as soon as they entered the house, Fu Jin and Fu Dongshan were stunned except Su Tinghe

In the spacious box, a huge dining table was placed in the middle, and brocade chair covers were set on mahogany chairs around. Comfortable sofas are placed around the house. The white haired old lady Su is whispering something with Su Tinghe's mother Wan Ru and aunt Rong. Not far from the French window, Su Cheng in a gray suit was answering the phone with his back to the door, surrounded by his two secretaries.

Seeing the door open, the people in the room also looked at it, and the next moment showed a shocked expression. The old lady stood on the sofa for a few stops before she got up. Wan Ru and aunt Rong haven't recovered at all.

"Ah, girl! Yes... Is it brocade girl? " The old man asked carefully. Wan Ru and aunt Rong came back to their senses and stood up and stared at Fu Jin strangely. Su Cheng also forgot to hold the phone in his hand, and his eyes fell on xuanyuanzi Mo Xiaoren from Fu Jin.

"... grandma, yes, it's me. I'm Fu Jin." Fu Jin looked at the old man with mottled hair and felt very sad. The old man has given her too much love. The old lady has been the best to her since she left liuxitun. Thinking of the grief that her absence brought to the old man, she was not good at expressing. She bowed her head and didn't know what to say.

"... come on, come to grandma!" The old man trembled and stretched out his hand. Fu Jin hurried over to hold the old lady.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, i... I'm back!"

"... child, child, my girl!" The old lady could no longer restrain her emotions. She hugged Fu Jin and burst into tears.

"... Ting, Ting crane..." Wan Ru looked at the two people holding together and turned helplessly to her son. Her eyes inadvertently fell on xuanyuanzi Mo led by Su Ting crane.

"This... Mom, mom! You, look! Look! " The gentle and virtuous Wanru almost screamed at the moment, walked quickly, squatted beside xuanyuanzi Mo, and was shocked and happy in her eyes. At this time, Su Cheng also walked over, squatted down with his wife and looked at the little guy next to his son. A little bit of the child's face overlapped with the appearance of Su Tinghe as a child in their memory. The husband and wife who were gradually determined looked at each other. Wan Ru hugged xuanyuanzi and Mo carefully touched the child's small face, but became speechless for a moment.

"... well, who is that? Su Cheng, who are you holding? " The light in the room was not very bright, and the old man couldn't see clearly from a distance. Seeing his son and daughter-in-law holding a child, they were very excited. They took Fu Jin to wipe their tears and asked with a trembling voice.

"Mom, look, look at the child..." Wan Ru walked over with xuanyuanzi in her arms. Su Cheng wiped the corners of his eyes and turned to look at Su Tinghe with an inquiry in her eyes.

"... dad, I've just found their mother and son. I'm a big boy and finally home!" One sentence explains Fu Jin's return and affirms Su Cheng's doubt.

"Well... How can this child be so similar to crane when he was a child! This, this is... Girl! You tell Grandma that the child is, is... "

"Grandma, this is your great grandson. You are too grandma! Son, it's called granny. " Su Tinghe stepped forward, pinched the little guy's face in Wanru's arms, said gently, and put his arm around Fu Jin's shoulder.

"... grandma!" Xuanyuanzi Mo, who was held by Wanru, broke free and went down to the ground. He bowed and shouted to the old man solemnly.

"... this, this is true! My great grandson? Crane, girl, I'm too grandma! " The old man looked unbelievably at the little guy in the world for half a day, slowly bent down, looked carefully for half a day, closed his eyes hard, shook his body and suddenly staggered forward.

"Mom!"

"Grandma!"

"Old lady!"

Everyone was startled and gathered around to hold the old man to let her sit down. The old man raised his hand, waved his arms, cried tears in his eyes, stretched out his hand and hugged xuanyuanzi Mo into his arms. Look, look, how many storms the strong old man has experienced can't control his emotions for a long time