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Yuan Haoran said, "We went home early to prepare for a rest."

Zhang Tianxiang said, "Then what are you going to say?"

Yuan Haoran said, "It was you who asked."

Lu Zhihao said, "Tian Xiang, why are you so irritable today? This isn't good. "

Zhang Tianxiang got even angrier when he saw his friends in the group criticizing him. He walked out of the clubhouse and found that the driver was also called out by him. The cold wind waited for more than ten minutes before he arrived in the taxi.

"North of the city, villa"

When he returned home, he heard Hu Jia's voice, "Tianxiang, why are you back so late? Your brother is already back."

Zhang Tianxiang went straight upstairs without caring about his mother's problem.

Hu Lao walked forward and pulled his son, "Tian Xiang, what happened to you?"

Zhang Tianxiang said impatiently, "What can I do?"

Hu Zi looked at the expression on his son's face and finally slowly said, "Do you like Xinyang?"

In fact, Huo Xinyang had noticed the abnormality of her youngest son from the moment she and Zhang Tianhao were about to get married.

However, Zhang Tianxiang said without a care, "I don't like it."

"Then why are you so sad?" Hu Gang obviously didn't believe it.

"I'm upset about work, okay?" Zhang Tianxiang frowned as he looked at his mother, "The company is going to travel abroad next week. I want to go with them."

"What did you say?" Hu Jia immediately exclaimed, "You are going abroad? But your brother is getting married, okay? Can't you go in a few days? And you're the best man. "

Zhang Tianxiang frowned, "The company has matters to attend to so we can't avoid it."

"What can happen to your entertainment company?" Hu Ziyan was clearly angered, "Did you do it on purpose."

"What do I have to do on purpose?" Zhang Tianxiang frowned, "Anyway, I've already told you in advance."

After which, he walked straight up the stairs.

Hu Jia stood downstairs and watched his son leave before sighing helplessly.

"..."

An Zhimo followed her son into the room. "Son, you actually had a girlfriend, yet you didn't tell Mommy."

On the way back home, Huo Cheng had accidentally revealed that An Xiaomo had a girlfriend, causing An Zhimo to question him incessantly. However, An Xiaomo had coldly refused to answer his son's question.

As the car came to a slow stop, he unfastened the seat belt on the safety seat and deftly jumped out of the car, running out of the room on his short legs.

An Zhimo felt rather helpless, not understanding why her little friend was so hard to deal with.

The few of them entered the room. Seeing that it was still early, An Zhimo decided to prepare some fruits for An Xiaomo and bring them to a picnic tomorrow.

After all, he was with his little girlfriend, so he couldn't rely on her for everything.

"Xiao Mo, what does your little girlfriend like to eat?"

An Xiaomo frowned. "Litchi."

After An Xiaomo's long experience, the little girl seemed to like eating lychee very much.

Litchi? An Zhimo hurriedly went to the kitchen to take a look, only to discover that there was a pile of fruits. There was no Litchi that An Xiaomo wanted.

An Zhimo asked helplessly. "Xiao Mo, can I have mango grapes without lychee?"

An Xiaomo pouted, her face filled with melancholy. "I …" Go and ask her. "

When An Xiaomo returned to her room, she called Shen Mo Fan, but he was unable to get through. He walked out of the room with a frown, not knowing why Shen Mo Fan didn't pick up his phone.

She had no choice but to walk out of the room. Seeing An Xiaomei's dazed expression, An Zhimo asked, "What's wrong?" "What else do you like?"

An Xiaomo looked at An Zhimo, who was standing to the side, and said confidently, "She just likes eating lychee."

"So it's like that …" An Zhimo said with some difficulty, "But our home is no longer here …"

However, Huo Chengming, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and said, "I'll go buy some."

"Really?" An Xiaomei looked at Huo Cheng in pleasant surprise. "That's great." "Daddy, you're the best."

An Zhimo, "…"

This was how Huo Cheng used to fool his son into leaving.

Huo Cheng deeply rubbed his son's cheek, then picked up his coat and walked out.

The next day, An Zhimo woke up early. Today, she had an interview assignment, and that male celebrity had also been her idol when she was young. She could not help but feel somewhat excited as she washed and changed early and went downstairs.

He saw two men, one big and one small, busying themselves in the kitchen.

Leaning against the door, An Zhimo's face was filled with joy. Looking at her father and son, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

"Mommy. "You're awake." An Xiaomo smiled as she watched An Zhimo wake up.

Huo Cheng also turned to look at An Zhimo. "Wifey, breakfast's already been prepared. Hurry up and go eat."

After the three of them had eaten breakfast, Huo Cheng brought An Xiaomo along to change into her school uniform, while An Zhimo also returned to her room to change into her dress.

When he went downstairs again, he found Huo Cheng frowning deeply at him.

The long knitted skirt worn by An Zhimo pressed against her body, outlining her beautiful body.

"What's the point of wearing such fancy clothes in the last shift?" Huo Cheng frowned deeply.

Why was it that when the two of them went to work together, he had never seen her dressed so nicely all day before?

An Zhimo explained helplessly, "I'm going on an interview mission. If I don't dress up, how can I finish the job better?"

After saying that, he looked at the reflective television to check how he was dressed.

An Zhimo's face immediately darkened, but she did not say anything.

Originally, An Zhimo had wanted to drive her own car, but she had been firmly rejected by Huo Cheng.

After sending An Xiaomo to the kindergarten, the car slowly stopped in front of An Zhimo's company.

An Zhi loosened the seatbelt on her body and was about to get out of the car. "You can go back first, I'll go back by myself tonight."

"You want to leave without even kissing goodbye?" Huo Cheng tugged on the corner of An Zhimo's clothes.

Originally, she had been worried that if Huo Cheng were to stay here any longer, he would run into Zheng Chengchen. When that happened, he would definitely be unable to break through the heavens.

He hurriedly stepped forward and kissed the man's lips. He even rubbed his ears as he softly said, "Go home. Just obediently wait for me to return home."

The corners of Huo Cheng's mouth curled up as he watched the woman run away in a sorry state. He only slowly drove away after An Zhimo had entered the office.

"..."

When An Xiaomo arrived at the classroom, she saw Shen Mo Fan hugging his backpack as he sat in the classroom.

He returned to his seat and looked at Shen Mo Fan with some anger, "What's going on? Why didn't you pick up the phone last night? "

Shen Mo Fan slightly frowned, feeling wronged, "I saw it, but I was afraid that Mom and Dad would know."

"Don't you know how to text me?" An Xiaomo was furious.

"But I …" Shen Mo Fan's big watery eyes were already slightly red.

She was really afraid that her parents would find out that she had a cell phone secretly.

"Enough, stop crying." An Xiaomo took a tissue and wiped her tears away. "I'm sorry, I was too fierce just now."

"No, I know Little Mo is worried about me." Shen Mo Fan's tears suddenly turned into a smile.

The two of them did not notice the hidden bitterness in Wang Nuo's eyes.

Before Shen Mo Fan had arrived, An Xiao Mo would only talk to him. When she came, not only did she snatch An Xiao Mo away, she even took away the position of her class flower.

She hated her to the core!

Bang! Wang Nuo pushed the table over and left the classroom.