"I don't, can he not cry!" Huangfu glared at him at night.
Although the words say so, but Joe four is still distressed, that is his own son.
Xueer is the only one left to him.
"I know your name is zhe Zhe. He's your father. You're six years old this year. You should be wise. It was Wen xueluo who stole you from here. Over the years, your father has been looking for you. He loves you very much. You can't hurt his heart like this." Huangfu looked at him seriously at night.
"You nonsense, Mommy is very good to me! She loves me very much! He's not a bad person. I won't allow you to speak ill of her! " Zhe zhe stared at Huangfu at night angrily.
"Zhezhe, what Uncle Ye said is true. If you don't believe it, I can treat that as cheap Wen xueluo calls in and lets her tell you. " Josie talked to his son.
"Good!" Zhe zhe agrees.
It's so easy to talk. It's a bit unexpected for Qiao Si. It seems that it's right to find the third brother. In front of him, zhe zhe just keeps crying. He's upset and upset.
He asked wenxueluo to come in. If it wasn't for meeting her son, wenxueluo would have passed out. When she came in, zhe zhe rushed to her at once. Qiao Sixiang wanted to stop her and was stopped by Huangfu night.
Zhe zhe pours into Wen xueluo's arms and hugs her with tears. "Mommy, how are you?"
"Mommy's OK, jezer. Mommy misses you so much." Wen xueluo also cried, holding the small face of zhe zhe with his hands.
Huangfu frowned at the interaction between the woman and zhe zhe at night, and felt that the woman's love for zhe zhe was sincere and strong, which made him feel pain as an outsider.
He was shocked. Why does wenxueluo love philosophy so much?
It's like zhe Zhe is her own son.
Don't you
Has Wenxue lost her child? What shadow has left?
Huangfu didn't speak at night, so he decided to observe again.
"Wenxueluo, now tell Zhezhe if you stole it from here!" Joe four pointed at her, with a gnashing of teeth in his voice.
Zhe zhe looks at Mommy with round eyes. "Mommy, you tell zhe Zhe that things are not what he said I didn't steal it. You're my mommy. "
Wen xueluo looks at her son's innocent eyes. She can't cry. How can she tell her son.
It is true that she is his mother, but it is also true that she stole him from here.
"Philosopher!"
"Wenxueluo, you are talking! Zhe Zhe is my son! You make him hate me and hate me like this now. What's your heart? " Joe is like a lion with crazy hair.
Zhe zhe looks at Mommy, Wen xueluo looks at Qiao Siji. She seems to be a vicious villain. If he doesn't kill her, she suddenly stands up and pulls her zhe Zhe to her back. She asks in a harsh voice, "is zhe your own child? He doesn't have a mommy! Can you make a philosopher by yourself! "
"No matter who his mommy is, it won't be you!" she asked
"I'm his mommy!" Wenxue falls out of control and roars out.
Josie looked at her like a ghost, and thought that the woman must be mentally ill.
Huangfu was shocked by what he heard at night. Wen xueluo said the truth
He suddenly remembered what Gu Qingxin and Bai shallowly said at that time