C8 Xinyang's Boyfriend

Wang Hui felt a little helpless. "Mom, if the two of them don't succeed, maybe …"

"Aren't we going to see the two of them soon? "I think that child is pretty good. He's so handsome, and he's only 25 years old. Look at this aura …" Old Madam Huo was looking at her grandson-in-law, and the more she looked at him, the happier she got.

An Zhimo's heart abruptly thumped. Would the middle-aged Huo Xinyang come with him? Then she …

"Foam, foam, foam!" Wang Hui called her a few times.

"Hmm?" An Zhimo abruptly snapped out of her daze.

"Did you not sleep well last night, child? Absence? " Wang Hui looked at her and teased, "Don't worry, Ah Shen will be back soon."

The corners of An Zhimo's mouth curled up awkwardly.

Old Madam Huo put away the album in satisfaction, then smiled at An Zhimo and said, "Foam, Xin Yang already has a boyfriend. You've been married for so long already, don't you think you're going to have a child?"

An Zhimo widened her eyes in fright, afraid that she would meet Old Madam Huo's gaze of anticipation. She hurriedly lowered her head.

Old Madam Huo thought that An Zhimo was shy and patted the back of her hand. "Grandmother knows that you're still young. Maybe you don't want children, but Ah Shen is already twenty-eight and will soon be in his thirties. How can he not have a child?" If you don't want to take one, you can take one and send it to this old house. "

An Zhimo sat stiffly on the spot, not daring to speak. The guilt in her heart immediately intensified.

"Mo, why didn't Ah Chen come back with you?" Wang Hui, who was standing beside her, helped her out of her predicament.

"He said he would be here soon."

"Really?" Wang Hui looked at her doubtfully. "Ah Sen didn't come home last night?"

An Zhimo hurriedly explained, "We were at home the whole night. Just this morning, he said that the company has some business, so I came over first."

"Who's missing me?" The man's lazy voice sounded from outside the door.

Seeing that her grandson had returned, Old Madam Huo immediately stood up with a beaming smile. An Zhimo, who was standing beside her, silently heaved a sigh of relief.

After covering most of her face, she slowly walked down the stairs. The man on the sofa, who had changed into a suit that was the same color as hers at some point, was currently playing with his mobile. When he saw her, he even gave an exaggerated clap of his hands.

Aunt Wang, who was standing beside them, also praised, "Young Madam looks really good today."

Old Granny and Wang Hui, who were sitting on the sofa, were also very satisfied. Huo Cheng walked up to her and held her hand. He poked her cheek and mumbled, "Actually, you look pretty good without your glasses on …"

An Zhimo immediately covered her glasses as she viciously said, "You're not allowed to take them off. I'm a blind man with eight hundred degrees of myopia!"

Huo Cheng pursed his lips and unwillingly tucked her hair behind her ear. "Fine."

His movements were extremely fast, and before An Zhimo could even react, he was already surrounded by a strong masculine aura. His face immediately turned clear.

Huo Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. His fair cheeks were flushed, while his ears and neck were gradually turning red. The woman's hair was soft and smooth, with a hint of a delicate fragrance that made it difficult for people to let go …

"Madam, the Miss is back!" shouted the servant outside.

Upon hearing these words, An Zhimu was slightly startled, and her entire body immediately tensed up.

Huo Cheng could feel the nervousness of the woman beside him. He curled his lips and ran his fingers through his hair, landing on her shoulders.

He leaned his head close to her ear, his voice low and sexy. "What are you afraid of? I'm here."

An Zhimo's mind had been disturbed by his overly intimate manner. His warm breath was right next to her ear, and her entire heart was thumping incessantly.

Why was she even more nervous now?

"Grandma, Mom, I'm back." With a crisp sound, a red figure ran into the room.

Then...

Seeing that Huo Xinyang was the only one who had entered, An Zhi slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

Behind Huo Xinyang, there was only Huo Jianguo, who was helping her carry her luggage with a face full of affection. There were no other men around.

Huo Cheng took a long look at the person in his embrace and pulled her into his embrace.

Huo Xinyang also noticed the two people and asked in surprise, "Big Brother, is sister-in-law also here?"

Quickly, she took An Zhimo's arm affectionately and looked her up and down before curling her lips, "Eldest Sister-in-law, you … Why hasn't there been any change? "

An Zhimo curled her lips slightly. "Xinyang looks even better."

They hadn't seen each other for over a year. The originally delicate and cute young lady had already taken on a bit of the charming charm of a young woman. Coupled with her illustrious background, it was no wonder that Zheng Si Chen had fallen for her.

Seeing this, Huo Xinyang felt embarrassed. He quickly pulled her and said coquettishly. "Sister-in-law, you're making fun of me again!"

"Xinyang." The old lady asked her granddaughter, "Why didn't your boyfriend come with you?"

Huo Xinyang was slightly stunned as she let go of An Zhimo's arm. "He said that he had something at home, so he went back in a hurry."

The old lady had been yearning for a few days, but now she was displeased. She frowned and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Your eldest brother and sister-in-law even came specially to visit."

Huo Xinyang also felt very wronged, "How would I know? He left the plane in a hurry."

"You …" The old lady threw her cane on the ground.

Wang Hui immediately gave his daughter a meaningful look.

Huo Xinyang immediately walked in front of the old lady and acted coquettishly. "Grandmother, please don't be angry. Should I call Mr. Zheng right now and have him come over?"

When the old lady saw that her feet were still bare, she hurriedly said in heartache, "No need, no need. Go and change into some good shoes first, the ground is cold."

Huo Xinyang quickly put on her slippers and raised her face to the old lady's shoulder. "Grandmother just loves me dearly."

With the blissful appearance of a family, An Zhimo obediently stayed by her man's side, a distant smile on her face. She was simply an outsider.

The man's low and sexy voice sounded again, "Since Xinyang has returned, I will leave with foam."

"You're in a hurry to leave again? Then is this your home? " Wang Hui was angry.

Huo Xinyang was also pitifully flirting with her older brother. "Brother, I want to chat with my elder sister-in-law."

"Exactly, what can happen to you two?" Huo Jianguo was even more enraged. "Stay here and accompany your sister."

However, Huo Cheng's clothes didn't seem to care at all. He tilted his head and said, "Didn't you force my wife to have a child? Where are we going to get your kids now? "

As soon as he said that, the Huo family was left alone.

Ten minutes later, An Zhimo was sitting in Huo Cheng's car.

"Director Huo's recent scenes have gone a bit too far." An Zhimo knitted her brows and looked towards the man beside her.

"This is my self-awareness as a husband putting in all my effort to perform for you." the man said casually.

He turned to the silent woman and added slowly, "Besides, you don't want to come out? Do you want to stay and bear their grandchildren? "

An Zhimo's phone rang at the right time. She took it out and found that it was a message from Zheng Qingya with only a few words on it.

He casually put away his phone and looked at the man, "Just leave me here."

"Where are you going?" Huo Cheng asked casually.

"Relax." An Zhimo smiled. "After all, there's a burden in watching Director Huo every day."

"Creak …"

The car immediately came to a stop by the roadside. Before An Zhimo could even stand firmly on her feet, the car behind her abruptly sped off, disappearing without a trace.

An Zhimo didn't care about why the man suddenly became angry, and went to the place she had agreed to meet with Zheng Qingya on her own.

At twelve o'clock, An Zhimo had already finished drinking his coffee. Only then did Zheng Qingya slowly come over.

She walked in front of her with graceful steps and sat down. Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup and her every movement was filled with elegance.

With a slight glance at the suit worn by An Zhimo, he asked disdainfully, "Why didn't you take your glasses out when you were dressed properly today?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to find me." An Zhimo smiled.

Zheng Qingya felt infuriated when she thought about the intimate relationship she had with An Zhimo on the day that Huo Cheng bought the clothes. "Why didn't I feel that you were such a shameless woman back then? My Third Uncle was so charmed at such a young age, and now he is in Boss Huo's bed. "You sure are capable."

An Zhimo pursed her lips. She didn't want to form a Tai Chi with her. "Zheng Qingya, let's make a deal."

"Humph!" Zheng Qingya disdained it. "A deal? What kind of deal can I make with you?"

An Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly. "Didn't you say you want to be close with Huo Cheng?"

Sure enough, the woman opposite him quickly asked, "You agree to leave him?"