Chapter 247 She suddenly felt that Huo Dongming was so childish

“It’s unreasonable.”

Shang Wanwan cursed him secretly.

He had a strange idea. Should Huo Yanlin call J "Dad"? J would go crazy.

Huo Dongming didn't care about all this. In his eyes, Shang Wanwan became a sinner who didn't want a son.

"If you want, that's fine, Aunt Zhang, please show me around."

He took his son's hand and pulled him towards himself in Shang Wanwan's arms.

Huo Ronglin didn't know what was going on and looked at his parents in confusion.

"Come on, go upstairs with Daddy."

Huo Xinglin's stubborn character was revealed for the first time.

He shook off Huo Dongming's hand and dived back into Shang Wanwan's arms, looking at his father with a look of dissatisfaction.

"No, I want to be with Mommy."

Shang Wanwan looked at her son and felt a dull pain in her heart.

"What are you doing?"

"You don't want him anymore, right? Since you don't take our son seriously and only care about your home and husband, why did you come back?"

“…”

Didn't he kidnap her directly from Professor Li's house? Why is he biting her back now?

Besides, when did she ever say she didn't want a son?

"It's you I don't want."

After Shang Wanwan finished speaking, Huo Dongming almost fainted.

For a moment, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Huo Yanlin doesn't care, he just wants to rely on his mommy.

"You're right. If it weren't for Linglin, I wouldn't bother talking to you."

Shang Wanwan squatted down in front of Huo Xinglin.

"Mommy will come to see you another day. Mommy will never leave you."

What she couldn't compromise was with Huo Dongming, not with her own son.

Huo Dongming thought that since she had said so much and expressed her apologies, at least she would stay with them tonight.

As a result, this woman——

He clenched his fists and his expression became colder and colder.

"good."

This time, Huo Xinglin did not pester Shang Wanwan and agreed obediently.

Huo Dongming's eyelids slightly closed, and the anger on his face slowly disappeared.

He asked for it—

"It's getting late. If you really want to leave, I'll take you back."

He is the one who should compromise.

Shang Wanwan has no relationship with him except the child.

"Mommy, remember to come."

After Huo Xinglin finished speaking, he pulled Shang Wanwan.

"Mommy, wait a moment."

He rushed back to the room and soon came out with a painting in his hand.

"Is this for me?"

Shang Wanwan looked in amazement at the portrait of herself in her hand, which showed her childish but extremely talented appearance. There was also a child in the portrait.

Of course it was her and Huo Yanlin. Huo Dongming secretly took a look from the side and looked very unhappy.

There's only this woman and his son. Where did he go?

"Well, this is the family portrait that our teacher asked us to draw. I'm giving it to you."

Shang Wanwan likes it very much and holds it in her hand like a treasure.

"Mommy will definitely keep it well."

Huo Dongming's face turned black.

I raised this kid for five years, from the time he was in my arms until he could run, jump and talk. He had the best food, drinks and other things to use. Now, when I drew a family portrait, he was gone.

He was nearly sick from anger.

So, why do men raise children?

When you grow up, will you join women in making him angry?

Brat, just like her mother.

"Mommy is really leaving."

Yaoyao is still at home. Although J is there, Yaoyao stays with them every day, especially at night. He never leaves her and feels uneasy when he finds out that she hasn't returned.

She couldn't bear to leave either of her two children.

She would find a way to get Huo Dongming to return the custody to her.

Even if he didn't want to, he had no choice. This was the flesh and blood she had produced after ten months of hard work during her pregnancy, and the only thing he could do was enjoy it.

What does marriage give women?

Shang Wanwan felt that if she had to point out the benefits, it was that she had two lovely children, and that her life had meaning to continue.

Yaoyao brought her happiness over the years, and her longing for her son who lived far away supported her until now.

She walked to the yard and got into Huo Dongming's car.

Huo Xuanlin also climbed up. Huo Dongming wanted to grab his collar and drive him back. After struggling for a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Sit down."

Shang Wanwan knew that her son wanted to send her off, so she gently held him in her arms and kissed his little face again and again, until Huo Yanlin was embarrassed and kept his distance from her: "Mommy, the teacher said that you can't kiss girls."

He was very happy when his mommy held him just now.

Mommy is just as I imagined, soft, fragrant and happy.

His stern look made Shang Wanwan couldn't help laughing.

"The teacher said that you can't kiss or hug girls outside, not that you can't be with your mom. Of course, you can't do that when you grow up."

Shang Wanwan gently pinched the tip of his nose, her eyes and heart filled with doting.

Huo Dongming drove the car himself. He didn't want anyone else in the car to disturb the family of three. This was their family time.

The car was driving very slowly. Huo Dongming looked at the mother and son talking and laughing from time to time. He was especially jealous of the way his son smiled happily in her arms.

He hoped that it was him that was in Shang Wanwan's arms at this moment——

No matter how far the journey was or how fast he drove, he finally arrived.

Shang Wanwan looked at the pitch-black night above her and her son who was clinging to her, feeling helpless and reluctant.

"Mommy, can I--"

Huo Dongming interrupted Huo Xuanlin before he could finish his sentence.

"No. Mommy has to go back. Let Mommy come to our house next time."

When he said this, he always felt uncomfortable, as if he was an outsider.

"oh."

Huo Xinglin did not argue. Compared to his behavior after he grew up, he was much more lively today.

He never knew his son could be so close to others, and thought his coldness, silence, and aloofness were innate.

He thought Huo Xinglin was his son, so he would behave like him.

In fact, the son just lacked maternal love, so he became introverted and closed.

When Shang Wanwan appeared, Huo Xinglin not only became active but also started to talk more.

He had never heard his son talk all the time, as if he wanted to tell Shang Wanwan everything he knew, everything he understood, and everything he saw and heard in school.

He had never seen his son talk to him so much before.

"I'm leaving."

Huo Dongming carried his son into the car and glanced at Shang Wanwan indifferently.

"I won't take you up there."

He said.

Shang Wanwan looked at him calmly: "No need. I can walk by myself."

She didn't want him to send her off.

"Bye, bye."

Shang Wanwan leaned over and said goodbye to her son in the car. Huo Xinglin waved his little hand and said goodbye to Shang Wanwan reluctantly.

Huo Dongming was still feeling cold, so he stopped for a while. Seeing that Shang Wanwan had not entered the community yet, he stepped on the accelerator hard.

Huo Yanlin rolled down the car window and kept looking at Shang Wanwan, his eyes full of attachment.

Shang Wanwan followed the rear of the car with her eyes. When Huo Dongming came, she wanted to drive at 20 miles per hour so that the car could move to her residence by itself. But when he left, he drove the car so angry that it almost flew up.

Shang Wanwan's hand remained suspended in the air until her son disappeared completely.

She suddenly realized.

Huo Dongming——

So childish.