C35 Guilt

The hotel was very close to An Xiaomo's kindergarten. Looking at the time, it just so happened that he would be able to pick his son up from school.

Seeing her son walking out, surrounded by his classmates, An Zhimo's face lit up.

"An Xiaomo!"

"Mom …" An Xiaomo heard Mommy's call and ran up to her. He rushed into her arms.

An Zhimo massaged the child's cheeks and said, "Alright, let's go home."

An Xiaomo pulled An Zhimo towards the bus.

The child was very small, so it was quite pitiful to be squeezed into the crowd.

She suddenly felt as if she owed her son a lot.

An Xiaomo had to get on the bus with him every day. Sometimes, she had to busy herself with work, and he had to do a lot of things by himself for a child who was only four years old. She really couldn't bear to see Little Mo suffer.

Although she had initially wanted to cut off all her savings to buy a house, the house in Hong Kong was shockingly expensive. Even with the money that Huo Cheng had given her, it was still a long way from the initial payment. It would be better to buy a car first.

"Mommy doesn't need a car." An Xiaomo immediately rejected An Zhimo's offer to buy a car after dinner.

"Mommy, the car is still useless to us, but the house is more important."

An Zhimo held An Xiaomo's head and asked, "Are you afraid that Mommy will work too hard?" It's okay, Mommy will make good money. "

An Xiaomo rested her head on her pillow in disapproval.

The next morning, An Zhimo sent An Xiaomo to kindergarten, repeatedly warning her to be careful and be safe. He left for the company.

As the teacher in the classroom was playing nursery rhymes with the children, An Xiaomo was sitting in her seat, looking at the name card given by the strange man.

After careful deliberation, he decided that as the only man in the family, he would assume the heavy responsibility of the family.

Thus, he took a leave of absence at noon and left the kindergarten.

He rushed directly to the agreed location with Li Keliang and waited for a while before hurrying over.

"Little friend, where's your mother?" Li Keliang was very happy that An Xiaomo was able to agree to join his show. But he asked very seriously and responsibly.

An Xiaomo replied, "My mom isn't here yet. Can't I sign it myself?"

"This …" Li Ke-liang felt a little awkward, "Little friend, our company requires minors to be accompanied by a guardian when signing the contract, and also to have her acknowledge it."

An Xiaomo frowned, lowering her head.

"But my mommy doesn't know about it."

"Then if your mother doesn't agree, you can get Dad to sign it." Afraid that he would refuse, Li Keliang hurriedly said.

Dad?

An Xiaomo pouted. "But my parents are divorced …"

Looking at An Xiaoming's dejected expression, Li Ke-liang's heart couldn't help but soften.

No wonder the child said he wanted to earn money. It turned out that there was an irresponsible father in the family. Such a cute and obedient child, she would definitely make him red.

"Little friend, even if it's a divorce, your father can still sign it after you divorce your mother."

An Xiaomo thought for a long time before nodding slowly. "Alright, I understand."

"No problem, you can think about signing the contract first, I can wait for you." Li Keliang immediately expressed his opinion.

In the beginning, he didn't have any hope of reprimanding his parents for their strong refusal. It was just that he did not expect to suddenly receive a call from An Xiaomo last night. He would have many people who would like this little boy. Then he could wait a little longer.

After work, An Zhimo came to pick An Xiaomo up for school.

From far away, they saw him standing alone at the door with a blank look on his face. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Beside him stood a little boy.

The little boy was very delicate, if you ignored the evil smile on his face.

Suddenly, the boy approached An Xiaomo, stuffing something into his school bag.

An Zhimo hurriedly ran towards her son and took out his school bag, within which was surprisingly a green caterpillar.

The culprit had long since escaped.

An Xiaomo calmly dealt with the bugs, smiling at An Zhimo and said, "It's nothing, mother. It was Su Ying-er who set it up. I've remembered his lateness today."

An Zhimo hurriedly calmed herself down and complained to her son in a low voice, "That kid is too much."

"It's alright, Mommy will make you something delicious tonight. Calm down our little friend, An Xiaomo."

When the two of them returned home, Mrs Zhang had already finished preparing dinner. Just as An Zhimo sat down with An Xiaomo, her phone rang.

Upon seeing this, An Zhimo picked up her phone and hurriedly went into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Mrs Zhang carried the rice to the dining table and looked at An Xiaomo. "Where's your mother?"

An Xiaomo replied rather calmly, "I was on the phone with dad."

Mrs Zhang looked at An Xiaomo's obedient and cute appearance with heartache. She couldn't understand why Mr An didn't want the two of them.

Just as An Zhimo had picked up the phone in her bedroom, she heard the domineering order from the man, "Go downstairs."

An Zhimo lied, "We've already moved."

Huo Cheng was silent for two seconds before asking, "Move?" Where did you move to? With whom? "

An Zhimo did not say anything.

"Speak!" Now you know how to pretend to be mute? " She had already worn down all of Huo Cheng's patience.

He had worked so hard abroad these past few days that the first thing he did after signing the contract was to see her. She took advantage of her absence to move into a new house.

Anzhi Mo was provoked by his attitude. "We've already divorced, do you know that? You have no right to restrict my freedom. If you're so free, you might as well go and get your divorce certificate sometime. "

Then he directly hung up the phone. In order to prevent the man from harassing him again, he turned off the phone.

Downstairs in South Bay District, after Huo Cheng had hung up the phone, he immediately went back to his room in anger. What he heard was the sound of the other party apologizing. The phone you dialed was turned off.

Huo Cheng looked at the pitch-black room that originally belonged to An Zhimo, and angrily picked up his phone to call Secretary Sun. "Help me look up the records of the personnel of Mu Xing."

"..."

It rained under the morning sky.

As usual, An Zhimo sent An Xiaomo to kindergarten. He watched as the child walked step by step into the kindergarten with an umbrella before turning around and leaving.

But soon, an umbrella holding little boy ran out of the kindergarten door.

Only after seeing An Zhimo leave from afar did he cautiously walk to the roadside and hail a taxi.

The driver looked at the chubby An Xiaomo and could not help but ask, "Are you the only child here?"

An Xiaomo kept the umbrella and placed it at her feet, nodding. "Mm. Uncle, please take me to the Huo family."

Looking at the cute and exquisite appearance of this child, he felt discontented and worried for her.

"Little friend, do you know where you're going and what you're going for?" The driver was worried.

"Go find someone." An Xiaomo took out a small wallet from her backpack, containing the New Year's money that An Zhimo had given him.

The driver frowned. He didn't know why, but he felt it was better to send him to the police station.

When the car arrived at the house, An Xiaomo handed the driver some change.

An Xiaomo kept her umbrella and walked into the hall slowly. She saw a lot of people nervously arranging the meeting place on the first floor.