C28 You Know Me

"What's wrong, Qingya?" Zheng Shihe looked at his daughter.

Zheng Qingya frowned deeply. "Dad, the girl who bumped into me just now seemed to be An Zhimo."

"You must have seen wrongly. How could An Zhimo appear in such a place …" Zheng Sihe disapproved.

After all, the real hotels were all reserved by the Zheng family, and all the guests were well-known people in Hong Kong.

Zheng Qingya smiled quickly and suddenly remembered that Huo Cheng was staying at 1204. Her face froze. Could it be …

She clenched her fists, the hatred in her eyes burning.

Zheng Qingya rushed upstairs as soon as she returned home. She saw Zhang Yu drinking tea while watching TV. Her elegance didn't seem like a woman in her forties or fifties.

Her figure was still slender and slim. Zheng Qingya looked at her beautiful face and thought of An Zhimo. It really was the mother and daughter pair …

"Give me that woman's cell number!" Zheng Qingya asked.

Zhang Yu frowned slightly. "Qingya, did you quarrel with foam again?"

"Do I like to get angry with people like her? Your family's An Zhimo lied to me. She and Huo Cheng have already broken up. " Zheng Qingya said angrily, "And the result?" Isn't it already deep into the afternoon with Huo Cheng! "

Zhang Yu hurriedly stood up upon hearing that, "What did you say? An Zhimo and Huo Cheng were deep in thought. To the hotel? "

"What is it? Was it such a pleasant surprise? I hope that my own daughter will also be able to take advantage of this large sum of money. " Zheng Qingya harrumphed coldly.

"Don't worry, I'll go and have a good chat with her."

"Humph!" I can't count on you. Just give me the phone. " Zheng Qingya stared angrily at Zhang Yu.

"Qingya, why are you talking to your mother!" Zheng Shihe went upstairs and scolded in a low voice.

Zheng Qingya sneered. "Mother? She's not my mother. "My mom is already dead. I won't ask you to bring her back!"

"Zheng Qingya!" Zheng Si He was infuriated as he raised his right hand!

"You actually still want to hit me because of her!" Zheng Qingya sneered.

"Hubby! You can't hit children! " Zhang Yu immediately pulled Zheng Si He's arm.

Zheng Qingya looked at their faked appearances and coldly snorted. She then turned around and walked down the stairs.

Zheng Sihe's heart ached as he looked at his wife and comforted her. "Zhang Yu, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

Zhang Yu hurriedly shook her head and leaned against the man's chest. "It's alright. Qingya is also my daughter, so I won't feel wronged."

When Zheng Shihe heard this, he let out a helpless sigh. He hugged the person even more tightly.

Zheng Qingya rushed upstairs to open Zheng's door and found him preparing to leave.

"Is Uncle going out?"

He ignored her, buttoning his shirt.

"You're not going to look for An Zhimo, are you?" Zheng Qingya looked as if she was watching a good show.

Zheng looked at her coldly. "None of your business!"

"Uncle, I personally witnessed An Zhimo and Huo Cheng going to the hotel in broad daylight today!" You should know Huo Cheng. He's your big brother in the future, right? "

He tilted his head and looked at her. "So? What do you want to do? "

Zheng Qingya said proudly, "Little uncle, Huo Cheng Shen still doesn't know about the matter between you and An Zhimo. He would be very angry if he knew. After all, his brother-in-law had been together with his girlfriend before. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the two of them should be at each other's throats. "Oh right, do you know that An Zhimo still has a child …"

"Pain …" Zheng Qingya cried out in pain as she tightly held onto her arm.

Zheng Si Chen viciously grabbed her wrist and sinisterly said, "I don't care about the matters between you and Huo Cheng at all, but don't even think of touching An Zhi Mo! If I find out, don't blame me for not warning you! "

"Let go of me first …" "I understand." Zheng Qingya's eyes were red and her face was pale.

Disgusted, Zheng shook off her arm and went downstairs.

Zheng Qingya quickly supported herself on the wall, looking at the red marks on her wrist, she tried her best to hold back her tears.

Why was he still protecting that woman like this five years later?! The two of them were definitely going to be at home!

After returning home, An Zhimo had remained silent all this while. After having dinner with An Xiaomo, she returned to her room.

"Little Mo, can you go to sleep by yourself tonight? Mommy will go to bed first."

An Xiaomo was still engrossed in the video in front of her. "Alright."

When An Xiaomo arrived at the kitchen, he found that the water in the water pipe was gushing out nonstop. He quickly sealed it with a bag. He hurriedly called out for An Zhimo, but realized that something was wrong. Today's mommy was simply too quiet.

She ran out of the kitchen and opened her door. "Mommy, are you asleep?"

Even after shouting for a long time and seeing no response, An Xiaomo simply climbed onto the bed, slipped, and fell down beside An Zhimo.

So hot!

An Xiaomo quickly stood up and placed her hand on her forehead, noticing that she was sick.

"Mommy, you're sick!" An Xiaomo was very angry.

He actually didn't know that he was sick.

An Zhimo was also awakened by the sound. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her son, asking, "Fever?"

She didn't feel too uncomfortable. She just wanted to sleep.

"Does Mommy know how to talk when she's sick?" An Xiaomo frowned and mumbled, "Get up quickly, I'll call Mrs. Zhang and tell her to come back."

"Lil 'Mo, don't go. Mom Zhang is going to the countryside to visit her granddaughter in the next two days." "It's fine. Mommy will be fine after a night of rest."

A few days of hard work and the stimulation of Huo Cheng had caused An Zhimo to fall ill.

The fever had also come in a strange way. She lay there dispirited, with no signs of recovery the next morning.

Over and over again, An Xiaomo used a cool towel to cover An Zhimo's forehead.

What surprised An Zhimo was that Zheng Shichen had actually found her address.

When An Xiaomo heard the knock on the door, she hung up the anti-theft lock and opened a crack to look at the man outside.

"Who are you?"

He raised his head and looked at the number beside him. This was the place.

"Is this An Zhimo's home?"

An Xiaomo frowned, not opening the door. "Who are you?"

"Mr. Zheng." It was probably the first time he had said his name so obediently.

He looked down at the child in front of him, feeling a sense of familiarity …

An Xiaomo said to him, "Uncle, I'm sorry, but I can't open the door!"

After which, he closed the door.

Zheng Si Chen furrowed his brows. He was certain that this child must have gone to ask An Zhi Mo about this, but she did not move aside.

An Zhimo's mobile phone rang again. When she picked it up, she heard a vicious voice from inside. "If you don't want me to break in, then come and open the door."

He wondered what had happened to the boy.

The next second, the door in front of him was still open.

Zheng Si Chen and An Xiao Mo looked at each other.

"Uncle, it's not right for you to barge into a house."

"An Zhimo is your mother?"

An Xiaomo nodded obediently.

"How old are you?"

"Four years old."

The color of Zheng Si Chen's eyes gradually grew thicker. He and An Zhimo had never had a relationship before, so this child couldn't possibly be his.

And he was four years old. At that time, he would be out of the country.

Chanson's hanging hands clenched.

Is he Mom's ex-boyfriend? An Xiaomo had also heard this name while An Zhimo and Xi Xiao were chatting.

The appearance of this tall and handsome man was still acceptable. If they were able to fuse with him, he wouldn't stop them.

Zheng Si Chen squatted down and rubbed his head. "I'm sorry. Uncle didn't really force his way in just now, did he get scared?"

An Xiaomei narrowed her eyes, "It's fine. I only opened the door because it was you."

"You know me?" Zheng Si Chen was somewhat surprised.