ness between them.She picked up her phone and pretended to continue playing games.Lu Qian took it from her.Lu Qian pulled her up: "Go shopping with me!"Even when she got into the car, she was still ag...Jiang Lan listened to what Jiang's father said, but they didn't come up with a result.

Later, when he was alone with his mother, ginger mother held little ginger sheng lovingly, coaxing her grandson while saying to her son: "Lan listen, you are the one who is in the middle of it! You only think about your relationship with Huo Jiao and whether you love her or not, whether she loves you or not... But from beginning to end, Huo Jiao has never done anything wrong to you. Even if she can't let go because of Song Qingqing, isn't that human nature If someone died at the time, she would be able to cling to you and cuddle with you, that would be cold-blooded."

"Now that this has happened, you should continue to let her have her way."

“Now that you have a child, such a big son, he didn't just appear out of thin air. Over a year, you haven't been by her side. She persevered day and night, taking care of him without fail! You still expect her to be the same as before, how is that possible Now she's not just your wife, but also a mother. She's genuinely angry with you.”

After Jiang Mu finished speaking, her eyes were wet with tears.

She gave birth to a son who was too good-looking, Lan Ting had been outstanding since childhood, so she fostered his superior personality and he refused to give way to girls at all.

She actually quite liked Huo Jiao. Besides, being a woman herself, she could better understand women.

When Mother Ginger was upset, Little Ginger offered her face to him and kissed it with force.

Still grinning.

He is good-looking and has a sunny disposition, he's particularly likeable... Jiang Mu hugged Xiao Jiang Sheng tightly, she said to Jiang Lan, "No matter what, you have to make an effort! Lan, listen, you both truly liked each other back then, just giving up like this, don't you find it a pity Besides, with your personality, you probably won't meet another Huo Jiao in your lifetime!"

Jiang Lan listened silently for a moment, then said: "I understand!"

Later, when his family welcomed little Jiang Sheng with a flurry of excitement, he walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and lowered his head to look at the messages on his phone. There were still chat records between him and Huo Jiao from before.

After marriage, there are really only a handful of words spoken.

His slender fingers held a cigarette, slowly smoking it down to the end. He sent a WeChat message to Huo Jiao: [Grandpa and your parents miss you very much.]

That phrase, “I’ll pick you up” he never managed to say it.

He was afraid she would refuse.

He replied to her with a message: [Please give my regards to them!]

This time, she didn't reply. Maybe she didn't believe his sincerity, or maybe she was just too lazy to respond... Actually, he had been very busy these past few years. He had kept the divorce agreement on hold, and he wasn't necessarily thinking about her that much. It seemed that living apart was more convenient for him.

Song Qingqing's death did indeed change his relationship with Huo Jiao.

But now he says he misses her, and he really means it.

Humans are such contradictory creatures. Once they lose something, they become anxious and desperately try to grasp it... even if they still think it's better for them to be apart.

A relationship built on distance often lasts longer than one that involves constant togetherness.

But a voice said to him, Huo Jiao didn't think so. They would separate... She would start a new relationship, maybe she wouldn't remarry, but she would date someone again.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Lan's eyes were deep.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Lan listened to send Xiao Jiang Sheng back to Huo Jiao.

She wasn't there.

Auntie opened the door, and Jiang Lan, holding her son, asked, "Where's Huo Jiao"

Auntie hugged Xiao Jiangsheng and said very eagerly, "Miss Huo just came back recently, and many friends have invited her to meet up. Oh, today it's Young Master Sun who invited her."

Master Sun, Sun Siyuan...

Do they still keep in touch

Jiang Lan's heart was very unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face. He kissed Xiao Jiang Sheng again and said gently, "Dad will come back tomorrow."

Little Jiang Sheng was tired, she leaned on her aunt's shoulder and yawned.

Jiang Lan watched, and couldn't bear it any longer.

Besides, he was also unhappy about Huo Jiao going on a date, so he told his aunt, "Get ready, I'll take Jiang Sheng back to stay overnight."

Aunt was dumbfounded. She stammered, "This matter, we still need to discuss with Miss Huo."

He half-forcefully took his son away.

Deep down, I'm still angry.

At this time, Huo Jiao was meeting with Sun Siyuan, and also Anna... that is, Jiang Lan's secretary. They were getting married, and Huo Jiao had brought gifts for them from abroad.

A pair of very expensive watches.

Anna received gifts again with Sun Siyuan. She wanted to say a few good words for her boss, but she felt awkward. At the same time, she really liked Huo Jiao, and she always felt that her boss was too workaholic and had been neglecting his wife for the past two years.

We had a pretty nice dinner. As Huo Jiao was about to leave, she received a call from her aunt.

Aunt's voice was tense: "Miss Huo, Little Jiang Sheng has been taken away by Mr. Jiang, saying he'll be spending the night at his place."

Hu Jiao was taken aback.

Then, she smiled lightly: "Got it!"

She put down her phone and didn't rush back, letting Jiang Lan try the feeling of taking care of a child.

She didn't go home until late at night. She took a relaxing bath and did some skincare before she was about to sleep when she received a call from Jiang Lan: "Come over here! The child won't sleep!"

Ho Jiao lay in bed, quite happy.

Her cheeks were pressed against the pillow, her voice soft: "Didn't you want to take Jiang Sheng back yourself"

Jiang Lan listened in silence for a moment.

He said in a gentle tone, "Come here and comfort him, will you"

Huo Jiao also didn't want to part with the child.

She was even less likely to bother the children in the middle of the night and have Jiang Lan listen to her send the children back. In fact, she was a little tired, but she still got up, put on her clothes, and drove to Jiang Lan's villa in the dead of night. In fact, it was also the marital home where she had lived for a period of time.

Everything remains the same.

The maid at home hasn't slept yet. When Huo Jiao came over, they all called her Madam.

Huo Jiao asked, "Where is the master"

The maid said, "Sir is upstair comforting the little master! He's in a fluster, the little master seems to be somewhat unfamiliar with sleeping."

Ho Jiao felt sorry for her son and went upstairs directly.

The second floor is brightly lit.

In the bedroom, Jiang Lan listened to that workaholic. He was still in his daytime clothes, but his shirt had been pulled out of his belt. He was holding Xiao Jiang Sheng in his arms, looking awkward and coaxing the child with a hesitant expression.

< Xiaogangsheng snuggled comfortably in his arms, sometimes laughing happily and sometimes remaining still. >

Huo Jiao went past, and Jiang Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hugged her son and whispered, "He wouldn't sleep the whole time, and once he woke up, he crawled into my arms."

Huo Jiao hugged Xiao Jiang Sheng and whispered, "He needs to drink milk before bed."

Jiang Lan doesn't know.

Huajiao said again, “I have it in my car! Go to the trunk and get a small suitcase. I brought all of Xiaogangsheng's things.”

Jiang Lan listened and didn't leave immediately.

He looked at her with burning eyes, coaxing their son in a low voice: "Go and get it! He's hungry."

She didn't blame him, but she was definitely unhappy.

Jiang Lan heard the noise downstairs and opened Huo Jiao's trunk. Sure enough, there was a small box inside... filled with baby supplies for Little Jiang Sheng.

Suddenly, his nose felt sour. It was then that he accepted the reality that Huo Jiao had transformed from a girl into a mother.

She is a good mother.

Just as he was about to close the trunk, his eyes flashed, catching sight of something sparkling.

Upon picking it up, it turned out to be their wedding rings!

It was he who put the wedding ring on Huo Jiao's finger, and she just threw it carelessly into the trunk... cigarette from the cupboard, lit it tremblingly with his hands, and smoked it quietly.A pair of dark eyes stared at her silently.It was like a silent tug-of-war, he thought she wouldn't last long; sh...