C69 Stinky Man

Actually, he had already arrived at noon, yet he had been sitting in the car all this time. He just wanted to tell her that he was happy birthday.

However, just as he was about to get off work, he saw Huo Cheng's car slowly drive over and stop in front of him.

Seeing the intimacy between the two of them, Zheng knew that Huo Cheng had done it on purpose for him to see.

However, the disdain that she had been holding for so long had finally been dispelled when An Zhimo complied and got on the carriage.

Even though he wanted revenge, he still got off the car. Even if he wanted to make Huo Cheng suffer.

An Zhimo sighed as she looked at the affectionate Zheng Chen in front of her, the strength in her hands growing increasingly stronger. She said faintly, "Thank you."

No matter what happened to the two of them, thank you for remembering my birthday and for the wonderful days you once gave me.

"As long as you're happy." The corner of Zheng Si Chen's mouth quirked into a proud smile as he said gently to An Zhimo, "Happy birthday. I still have some matters to attend to so I'll be leaving first."

Then, he turned around and left. He didn't even look at Huo Cheng from the beginning to the end.

However, Huo Cheng's face was extremely ugly, "What? "You can't bear to part with it?"

Hearing this, An Zhimo furrowed her brows, but before she could say anything, she was pulled into the car by the man beside her.

"Up!" Huo Cheng shouted coldly and shoved her inside.

Then he sat down on the other side.

An Zhimo rubbed her swollen and red wrists, intending to open the car door and leave.

Huo Cheng fell straight into the lock. An Zhimo glared at him and said, "I want to get off!"

Huo Cheng didn't say anything, but continued to glare at her.

Looking at his pair of eyes which were filled with killing intent and coldness, An Zhimo directly scolded him, "Bastard! Brawler! Abnormal! Let me out! "

An Zhimo felt even more wronged. How could she have known that Zheng Si Chen would come here? Was there a need to be so angry? It has nothing to do with her at all, okay?

Since you're so angry?

Huo Cheng's face was dark, and he didn't say anything. He directly leaned over her body and fiercely bit down on this small mouth that was turned black and white.

He had only wanted to frighten her a little, but this woman actually dared to scold him.

"Ugh …" An Zhimo bit hard on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it a dog!" Huo Cheng took a deep breath and left an ambiguous red mark on her neck.

An Zhimo frowned and pushed the man in front of her, "Are you sick!?" "How could I have known that Zheng would come?"

An Zhimo gripped her neck tightly, glaring angrily at Huo Cheng.

"Even after taking all the flowers, I still didn't know that he would come!" Huo Cheng coldly snorted, but the jealousy on his face couldn't be stopped.

An Zhimo could only feel that Huo Cheng was causing trouble for her. She directly told Huo Chen what she had thought from the start, "I thought you were the one who gave that flower to me."

Not only was Huo Cheng not in a good mood, he looked even worse.

"So I called you in the morning and you got his flowers first?" He narrowed his eyes, feeling even more unhappy.

An Zhimo didn't say anything, but she was even more certain of Huo Cheng's answer.

"So if I don't pick you up today, you're going to leave with him?" When Huo Cheng thought of this possibility, he really wanted to tie up the woman in front of him and throw her into the villa in the Fragrant Pavilion Garden.

All these years he had been with her, he had actually been very clear about the fact that An Zhimo had never liked him. But even so, he could not forgive this woman.

Especially since that man was her ex-boyfriend, he could not be sure that An Zhimo did not like him now.

The two of them would be holding hands, kissing, even hugging, as they were now.

Even though she was the mother of her child, she was unhappy.

Hehe, you even gave me 24 flowers, do you think that this is the story of the prince and princess?

Huo Cheng looked deeply at An Zhimo in his arms, his face blushing.

He had originally wanted to wait for her to slowly accept him, but now that he thought about it, he might not be able to do so.

An Zhimo looked at the man on her and frowned slightly. "No!" And if it doesn't work, you're already back. "

Huo Cheng stared at her with a profound look in his eyes.

After a long while, he smiled, "Ok."

An Zhimo frowned slightly, her eyes filled with puzzlement. What was wrong with this man?

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, his eyes brimming with confidence. "I'm here, how could you leave with him?"

Seeing how boastful the man looked, An Zhimo was truly even more childish than a kindergarten child.

"Right, Little Mo is still in kindergarten." An Zhimo hurriedly said.

"It's fine, Grandma already took him back." Huo Cheng said calmly.

"What?" Grandma already knows? " For a moment, An Zhimo was a little nervous. She didn't know how she should face the old man.

Zi Jin district.

Zhang Ma watched nervously as a well-dressed woman cooked in the kitchen with a spatula. She was very worried.

Wang Hui smiled at Mrs. Zhang, "Mrs. Zhang, you don't have to be so nervous. I often do this myself at home." If you have something to do, you can go first. "

Mama Zhang frowned. "Madam, I'm fine."

It's just that I'm too fine to worry.

"It's fine. If you have something to do, you can go back. I'll be fine here by myself. I just have to prepare dinner for them." I just want to cook a few dishes for my darling grandson today. "

After saying that, he went to check the soup on the side.

In the afternoon, Mama Zhang heard a knock on the door. She thought something was up, but it turned out to be Wang Hui. Ye Zichen hurriedly led the person into the room, but the moment the other party entered, he rolled up his sleeves and started to clean Little Mo's room and prepare dinner.

Mother Zhang, who was supposed to be busy, didn't know what to do.

However, from the looks of it, it was a family gathering, so she took off her apron and left.

An Xiaomo said as soon as she got home. After being urged by Old Granny Huo to finish her homework, she went out to the kitchen to help.

Feeling pained, Wang Hui quickly chased the little guy out.

An Xiaomo sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Old Mrs. Huo looked at the thoughtful An Xiaomo and asked, "Little Mo is often alone at home?"

"Right." He nodded obediently. Then he shook his head. "Mommy comes back a lot."

An Xiaomo felt that she was really a good child, even though she still knew how to help her mommy regain some face.

Wang Hui walked out of the kitchen and asked Xiao Mo, "Xiao Mo, Grandma saw your father's suitcase here too. Where is he?"

An Xiaomo frowned as she saw the text message from Shen Mo Fan on her little phone.

"Daddy? Dad and Mommy went out on a date. "

"A date?" Old Madam Huo said excitedly.

He was overjoyed at the turn of events. It seemed that the two of them had been progressing at a rapid pace recently. If things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before Xiao Mo returned to the Huo family.

Old Mrs. Huo fantasized about the blissful scenes of the same world.

Zheng, on the other hand, was content to get in the car and prepare to go home.

He quickly received the news that Old Master Zheng wanted him to go home. He frowned slightly as he wondered what had happened to the rest of his family.