Returning to Huo's house, Huo Huaichen lazily takes off his coat and throws it away. His long body sinks into the soft sofa. After thinking about it, he takes out his mobile phone and pulls out a series of numbers.

Soon. Someone on the other side picked it up. Huo Huaichen asked directly“ What about Xiao Lang? "

After a while, there was a childish voice on the phone: "Dad!"

Hearing his son's voice, Huo Huaichen's lips burst out a soothing smile, "son. How about over there? "

"I'm fine." Xiao Lang's voice is very pleasant, it sounds very polite and cultured, "Dad, when will you come back?"

"Dad has been very busy recently, so he can't go back to accompany you for the time being." Huo Huaichen apologizes for this.

Although disappointed, Xiao Lang was very sensible and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry about me. When I grow up, I can take care of myself."

His son's words warmed Huo Huaichen's heart, and at the same time. And more guilty.

After thinking about it, he said, "would you like to come and stay with dad?"

"Is that ok?"

Opposite, the sound of careful confirmation is a little heartbreaking.

Take a deep breath, Huo Huaichen smile, "of course."

Hang up the phone, Huo Huaichen slowly sit up. At this time, aunt LAN came down from upstairs and saw a man sitting in the dark living room, "young master?"

"Aunt LAN." Huo Huaichen said suddenly, "what does it mean for a woman to lose her child?"

Aunt LAN listened. First there was silence, then he spoke slowly, "there is no pain in this world that can compare with the pain of losing a child."

Huo Huaichen's eyebrows trembled slightly. And then, a little bit closer.

Aunt LAN looked at him, sighed and said, "young master, maybe you don't need a wife, but young master needs a mother."

Finish. She turned and went upstairs, leaving a figure in the dark. Meditate alone.

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When Xia Zhi returned to the hotel, Xiang Hong had not come back.

Never felt tired. She was almost suffocated by the pressure.

She took a hot bath in the bathroom to make herself more comfortable.

When she came out, Xiang Hong was sitting outside drinking.

Seeing Xia Zhi, she raised her red wine with a smile and said, "drink with me."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Xia Zhi sat opposite and took the wine she poured, "have you met?

Xiang Hong nodded slowly, a bit thin on the cheek. With a faint smile, "we didn't just meet, he also took a friend to introduce me."

"Friends?" Xia Zhi took a sip from the wine cup, "what kind of friend?"

Xiang Hong raised her eyes. Smile spread, "2-year-old girl, young and beautiful, body ecstatic, a pathetic look, chick in his arms."

Xia Zhi a stagnation, slowly put down the cup, clear eyes Mi tight, "he..."

Xiang Hong nodded slowly, "that's right, he's off track."

Xia Zhi frowned and did not speak. She drank all the wine left in the cup. When the cup was put on the table, it made a "bang" sound.

Seeing this, Xiang Hong laughs, "Hey, I'm not angry. What are you angry about?" She poured another cup for Xia Zhi, and then said: "looking at the way they sit together, it's like a pupil who made a mistake. Even if I say one more heavy word, it's like bullying them. Hehe, the man cried even more. He said he knew I was good to him. He said he was sorry for me and implicated me