C77 Shyness

On the other side, Zhang Yu, seeing An Zhimo's taciturn appearance, thought that she had convinced her opponent. She hurriedly told Huo Cheng, "Director Huo, don't misunderstand. We're just getting on in age, I hope the children can all go home."

"Oh?" Huo Cheng looked at them with raised eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Old Master Zheng wanted to bring someone who wasn't his granddaughter home in a few years, so that they could reunite?

No matter how he looked at it, it was sarcastic.

He pulled An Zhimo into his embrace, and the people facing him immediately focused their attention on his palm.

Huo Cheng slightly raised his head and said with disdain, "When will the Zheng Family raise the women from Huo Cheng?"

With that, the Zheng Family members' faces turned dark.

However, Huo Cheng was still snorting coldly, "Do you think that our Huo family has no money, or do you think that we, Huo Cheng, are incapable of raising our own wives and children?"

Upon hearing that, Zhang Yu immediately smelt it, "Wife and children? You're getting married? "

"Yes?" Huo Cheng laughed coldly, then looked at his wife and children with a doting expression. "My dear, tell them, are we married?"

Looking at the man who had avenged her, An Zhimu was moved for a moment. She stood rooted to the spot in a daze and did not speak for a long time.

Huo Cheng looked at the silly woman in his arms. He placed his hand on her waist and gently moved it. Then, he raised his head to look at the people before him. His eyes became even colder.

He chuckled. "Since she's shy, I can tell you."

An Zhimo, "…"

"Actually, we've been together for more than five years. Little Mo is also my child, but she never told anyone else."

His words shocked the people in front of him.

Huo Cheng looked at them coldly, clearly frightened, "Actually, I listen to my wife's words. We'll do whatever you say, no matter what you say."

After saying so, she even lovingly ruffled An Zhimo's hair.

Zhang Yu's mouth was slightly agape. It seemed like she had guessed it right. The man from five years ago was Huo Cheng.

She quickly pulled on her husband's arm, trying to conceal her unease and fear.

Beside him, Zheng Sihe also frowned. "Director Huo, we've already explained everything we should have just now. I hope you don't misunderstand."

Huo Cheng gave a cold snort, "I can see that my son isn't as simple as a misunderstanding."

"Little Mo is still in school, and you guys just brought him out like that. Don't you know he's scared? He's just a kid, aren't you afraid that he'll leave a shadow behind?"

An Xiaomo looked piteously at her father, and Huo Cheng couldn't stand the look in his son's eyes. "Well, my son can't stay in a place like this for long. The old man of the Huo family is still waiting to see his grandson. Go and find more capable lawyers. We will argue over this."

After saying that, she didn't even give the Zheng Family any chance to return. She directly carried her son and dragged An Zhimo out of the police station.

Old Man Zheng was so angry that his entire body was shaking. Zheng Si He frowned and looked at his father with worry. "Dad, what do we do now? Huo Cheng was planning on fighting against us head on. "

Old Man Zheng was also infuriated, "Come on, let's go back first!"

Huo Cheng walked to the car with An Zhimo and the child in his arms, opened the car door and left An Xiaomo behind.

An Zhimo had been feeling uneasy all this while. Huo Cheng glanced at An Zhimo beside him and asked, "Are you alright?"

An Zhimo shook her head with a pale face. "I'm fine."

With that, he turned to look at his son, "Xiao Mo, no matter what happens in the future, don't go with anyone else. You have to tell mom where you are going."

An Xiaomo could also sense her concern. "I got it, Mommy. Don't worry, I can actually take good care of myself."

An Zhimo pursed her lips slightly. "Mom knows that our Little Mo is an intelligent child. However, if we really meet bad people, they won't listen to your explanation at all …"

An Xiaomo tilted her head and said, "Then I definitely won't interact with strangers in the future. If there's anything I need to do, I'll call my mother."

"Good boy." Only by reaching out with her hand to pull her son up from the safety seat at the back and tightly embrace him in her embrace would she be able to calm her heart down.

Huo Cheng looked at the two of them hugging each other with jealousy. No matter what, he felt like a excluded driver.

An Xiaomo saw her father's disappointed expression and smiled faintly. "I just want to be with my parents forever."

An Zhimo frowned slightly, then turned her head to look at Huo Cheng, whose face was already blooming like a flower.

"Xiao Mo, let's go home together, your grandma and grandma are really missing you and are very worried about you." Huo Cheng said softly.

"Sure." An Xiaomo didn't care about her feelings, she agreed immediately.

An Zhimo had originally wanted to refuse, but upon thinking of the old lady's fondness for An Xiaomo, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Looking down at An Xiaomo who was looking in every direction, he gave a slight smile and pinched his son's cheeks.

He suddenly felt that the current him was even more like someone of the same age, lively and cute, liking to act like a spoiled child. However, it was only between familiar people.

"What's wrong?" Huo Cheng asked in a soft voice.

An Zhimo was slightly taken aback before she turned to look at Huo Cheng, who was standing to the side. With a slight smile, she said, "It's fine."

Huo Cheng frowned deeply. "Are you thinking about the Zheng Family?"

Actually, he could understand it. After all, Zhang Yu was An Zhimo's mother by blood. Who knew what kind of discontent An Zhimo would have with him for doing such a thing.

Fortunately, An Zhimo shook her head. "No."

She had only been disappointed with Zhang Yu time and time again, and had never cared about the Zheng Family.

Huo Cheng slightly raised his brows, "That's good. I can have a good game with them."

"What are you going to do?" An Zhimo frowned as she looked at him. Could he be helping her …

Huo Cheng reached out his hand to grab the woman's hand and chuckled. "Bullying my Huo Cheng's people. If we don't teach them a lesson, they won't know what's good for them!"

An Zhimo, "…"

His people?

Huo Cheng looked at her dumbfounded expression. Had he been pleasantly surprised? He reached out and ruffled her hair. His eyes deep and infatuated, he said, "Be good, I won't let you be bullied again."

An Zhimo's heart continued to thump unceasingly. Fortunately, the car bell had rung. Otherwise, An Zhimo really didn't know how to reply.

Huo Cheng picked up the phone and answered, "Don't worry, we've found it."

"We're going back immediately. Don't worry too much …"

An Zhimo looked at An Xiaomo in her arms and kissed her son's cheek. It was soft and soft, just like her messy heart.

An Zhimo turned her head to look out the window and realized that this was not the way home at all. "Are you really going to bring me and Little Mo back to the old manor?"

Huo Cheng turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "What if not?"

"But we didn't bring anything. Isn't that a little bad?" An Zhimo asked as she looked at the man who was carefully observing the situation.

Although they had lived for a long time, they had also lived with the elders of the Huo family for such a long time. She didn't know why, but she felt shy to see her parents-in-law.

"Since when were you so polite?" Huo Cheng grinned from ear to ear.

An Zhimo's face instantly turned crimson. She knew this man was going to laugh at her.

The red light stopped slowly. Huo Cheng turned his head and looked at the woman beside him, then pulled the woman directly over, covering his son's eyes with one hand and putting the other on An Zhimo's shoulder. He kissed her on the cheek, "Student An Xiaomo is the best gift for them."

An Zhimo's face instantly turned red.

An Xiaomo, who was in their arms, looked down on them. Why did the two of them flirt with each other?