Deep honey love: Ex-husband, where is your heart?

Tang Mosen's thin lips pursed slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled low. He grabbed Bai Yalin's plain hands with his big palm, and his eyes were affectionate. "Your hands are still plain and beautiful. No matter how expensive jewelry can set off the beauty of these hands. You should be hungry after sitting for a while. A new French restaurant has been opened. Shall I take you?"

"Mohsen..." Bai Yalin pursed her red lips. She hinted that she was going to get married! What's the response from Don Mason?

"Well, go to dinner." Tang Mosen touched Bai Yalin's hair with his big palm, and his low voice sounded gently in Bai Yalin's ear with a trace of spoil.

Tang Mosen silently opened the topic.

Bai Yalin had to forget it.

If you can't hint, you can only take your time.

Based on her understanding of Tang Mosen, Tang Mosen eats soft rather than hard, and forcing can only backfire. Xia Yuyang is a good example. Because Xia Yuyang was forced by Mrs. Tang to Tang Mosen, Tang Mosen has an unwarranted resistance and aversion to Xia Yuyang.

Bai Yalin frowned slightly, hooked her lips, tried to smile, took Tang Mosen's hand out of the office, and went to the French restaurant with Tang Mosen.

In fact, Tang Mosen doesn't dislike Bai Yalin, but he always feels a little worse, so he doesn't want to marry Bai Yalin now

The enemy's road was narrow, and the two women met in the mall the next day.

And not alone, Bai Yalin almost breathed when she saw Xia Yuyang.

Xia Yuyang is holding a little Zhengtai beside him. The child holds Xia Yuyang's hand tightly, with a well-defined face and a slight frown. How does Bai Yalin feel that the child looks like... Like Tang Mosen?!

When she was surprised, she suddenly felt jealous. Did Xia Yuyang have a child of Tang Mosen? may not! If the child is Tang Mosen's, isn't it possible for Tang Mosen and Xia Yuyang to compound?

What's her waiting for so many years?

She took a cold breath, tried to pretend to be calm, and walked towards the mother and daughter standing in the children's clothing area.

"Baby, do you like this?" with a kind smile on Xia Yuyang's white and beautiful face, he picked up a dress and compared it with little Zhengtai.

There was no expression or reaction on Xiao Zhengtai's cold and arrogant face. He just frowned tightly and didn't squeak.

His silent appearance made Xia Yuyang helpless. Xia Yuyang knew that the child would not answer any of her questions, but he still had to ask.

Yanxi said that talking to the child more is beneficial to the child's condition. Even if the child doesn't want to communicate with her at all, if Cui Yanxi is here, I'm afraid the child won't hold her hand at all.

Now the child is willing to hold her hand, but because the environment is strange, only she is a person he knows.

Hiding behind the clothes hanger, Bai Yalin stared at the child like a knife through the cracks in the layers of clothes.

Looking around, walking in the middle of the hanger, the action is elegant and leisurely, but the fingertips are filled with poison. Bai Yalin hooks the hanger with clothes.

She carefully checked the monitoring dead corner. With many years of filming experience, Bai Yalin found a good position.

Looking at the child standing next to Xia Yuyang, she suddenly hooked the corner of her mouth. Her vicious expression was creepy.

Her fingers just pushed and clattered, and the hanger fell down under Bai Yalin's transformation.

First, he hit Xia Yuyang's leg and squeezed such a big shelf towards the child's head.

Xia Yuyang screamed and tried to protect the baby, but the child was still scratched.

The child's cry hurt.

However, there was a man hiding in the dead corner of the monitoring, laughing darkly and horribly.

When the person in charge of the shopping mall heard the news, Bai Yalin hid into the crowd as if nothing had happened and waited for the arrival of the ambulance.

She watched Xia Yuyang and the child get into the ambulance and take a taxi all the way to the hospital.

Although the child's condition was not very serious, he not only scratched his face, but also hit his head. Even though Xia Yuyang tried his best to protect him, a fallen iron pants clip still hit the child's head through the gap.

The doctor suggested hospitalization for observation.

After the entrusted nurse finished the hospitalization procedures, Xia Yuyang kept the child in the ward.

Xia Yuyang was also injured, but she insisted on staying with the baby. The nurse asked her to check, and she didn't go either.

The head nurse was helpless and called a little nurse back to help look at the child. Xia Yuyang went with the head nurse to disinfect the wound and have an examination.

Bai Yalin stood in the corner of the corridor, with thick dark glasses, watching Xia Yuyang and the head nurse go away. She looked sideways at the child on the hospital bed and raised a secretive smile around her mouth.

A moment later, the light in the next ward suddenly came on.

Looking at the child still asleep, the little nurse rushed to see the unconscious patient next door.

As soon as the little nurse left, Bai Yalin appeared in the child's ward. She cut off the child's hair with scissors. Bai Yalin put her hair away and left the hospital in a hurry.

When the little nurse came back, the ward was still the same, and the child was still asleep safely, as if nothing had happened.

Three days later.

Bai Yalin sneaked up at the door of a DNA identification center with big sunglasses.

After getting the appraisal results, Bai Yalin almost tore the appraisal certificate directly in the private room of a restaurant, "this bitch!!"

The DNA test result impressively said that the child was 99% identical with Tang Mosen's DNA, and the test result was a father son relationship.

Bai Yalin is so angry that the whole person is going to smoke. Xia Yuyang, this bitch, wants to take her son up?!

She can't!

Staring at the appraisal results on the table, Bai Yalin tilted the corners of her mouth, evoking a beautiful arc, and her beautiful smile was creepy and vicious.

That afternoon

An anonymous express appeared in Tang Mosen's office.

"President, your express!"

"Who sent it?"

The Secretary shook her head blankly, "anonymous, do you want to deal with it?"

Tang Mosen's head suddenly raised when he was reading the document. His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth raised a secret smile. His thin lips pursed gently, and his deep voice had a meaningful taste: "Oh? Anonymity? Take it and have a look."

"Yes!" the secretary put the express mail on Tang Mosen's desk respectfully.

Tang Mosen's slender fingers tore open the express letter paper and took out the A4 paper with black words on a white background, which made his face cold and even vicious.

The bony palm suddenly slapped the table.