"Let him go!"

An Xia saw two people standing in the room and spoke impolitely.

This time, she didn't shrink back as she did six years ago, and she didn't have the slightest fear of them.

As she spoke, she hurried towards an shengchen.

Huo Youcheng didn't stop her. An shengchen ran towards an Xia with his short legs. He spread his arms and rushed into her arms.

"No, no, there's Mommy here."

Anxia quickly hugged him, worried that he was afraid. She gently stroked him with her palm on his head.

Huo Youcheng can only watch his only grandson, keep away from him, so he rushed into the arms of the woman he hated the most.

He was just about to step forward again when Huo Jinze came slowly with a straight figure and blocked his tall figure in front of them without any trace. "Mr. Huo, why are you here?"

His tone was flat, but there was a sense of alienation between his words.

When Mrs. Huo heard his address, she couldn't help sighing, "you child, how can you address your father like that?"

"Granny, what else do you think I should call this Mr. Huo?"

Huo Jinze asked coldly in a low voice, and there was no intention to ease the relationship between them.

Six years ago, if it wasn't for some of his actions, maybe he and Anxia would not have come to this day.

Old lady Huo glared at him angrily, "what's your name, you smelly boy? In any case, the blood relationship between you two can't be changed. After six years, that little thing between you should be over. "

Without waiting for Huo Youcheng to speak, Huo Jinze first vetoed, "Grandma! I'm no longer a descendant of the Huo family. I don't mind if you force me to change my surname. "

There was no room for maneuver.

There was some anxiety in Mrs. Huo's eyes. She asked subconsciously, "how can you continue to recognize your ancestors?"

"Unless Mr. Huo divorces the woman song Yuqing."

His words angered Huo Youcheng, who had no words all the time. Song Yuqing was the bottom line he couldn't touch in his heart. "Do you think I came to recognize you? Well, I'm here to see my grandson

An Xia hears his words, subconsciously hugs an shengchen in her arms. She hugs her tightly, and her cold eyes are full of firmness.

This time, no matter who it is, no one can take him away from her.

Huo Jinze suddenly laughed, but his eyes were cold. Sen Han's eyes made people shudder, "how? Does Huo Yiheng already have a girlfriend? If you are unmarried, you will have a son first. Congratulations to Mr. Huo, double happiness. "

He knew it and asked.

Huo Youcheng's eyes look at him haughtily. His eyes can't help turning to an shengchen's body, "don't pretend to be confused here. I'm talking about this child!"

"Oh, Mr. Huo, you are wrong. He is my son. I have nothing to do with you. How can he be your son?"

Huo Jinze explained in a slow tone. With the last sentence, his face looked like a cloud in the sky. The situation suddenly changed, and his face suddenly became gloomy, "housekeeper! See off

His words is to let an Xia a Leng, can hear him to say so, her in the mind feel at ease much.

She knew that he was defending himself.

"You don't want to be the descendants of the Huo family, but the children of the Huo family still have to recognize their ancestors." Huo Youcheng's words are overbearing, as if everything is decided by him.

Huo Jinze stood there with a straight figure and looked up at him calmly. He said with a cold smile, "Mr. Huo, if you don't want me to send someone to drive you out and make you and me look ugly, you'd better leave now."

"You..."

Huo Jinze didn't give him any room to speak. He roared angrily, "housekeeper!"

The housekeeper, who had been hiding behind the door, came in frightened. She just stood aside and looked at Huo Youcheng timidly.

He is Huo Shao's father, she dare not say more.

Huo Youcheng opened his mouth and glared angrily, as if to say something. Old lady Huo suddenly gave him a look. Then he sighed angrily and choked the words back.

He sighed helplessly, turned helplessly with his hands on his back, and left angrily.

Mrs. Huo didn't want to make the relationship between them more rigid.

She took a look at an shengchen lying in an Xia's arms. This is her great grandson. She just took a look and was about to leave. She really couldn't bear it.

After two people left, an shengchen slowly drilled his small head out of an Xia's arms. He raised his head and looked curious about the baby's appearance. He asked softly, "Mommy, who are they?"

An Xia is silent, light smile toward him, did not say anything.

Even if he didn't say it, an shengchen had already guessed it. He knew who they were.……

……

In the evening of the day, the sun slowly set, with a touch of different red.

An shengchen had just finished school. He walked slowly to the school gate with a small schoolbag on his back.

He is walking with a lot of energy, because today Mommy is going to make his favorite meatballs, which he hasn't eaten for a long time.

As he was walking, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He didn't notice it for a moment and nearly hit the man.

Fortunately, he had a quick reaction and stopped in a hurry.

As soon as an shengchen looked up, he found that there were several people in black standing beside him. They were tall and surrounded him in the middle.

His little man stood among them, almost drowning him, and passers-by could hardly find his existence.

This situation makes an shengchen feel a little scared.

"What are you doing?" An shengchen asked, with a touch of hostility on his face, "needless to say, you must not be a good man. You look so ugly."

There is no mistake in his guess. Bad people will not surround him like this.

One of them stood in front of him with a smile on his lips. A touch of treachery flashed in his triangular eyes. His voice was not pleasant. "You guessed right. We are not good people. If we know we are not good people, we will follow us obediently."

"What if I don't go?"

An shengchen boldly asked, surrounded by so many people, his heart was a little nervous.

"That's not up to you!"

With that, the man in black raised his head and winked at a few people, who reached out to him.

Their hands stretched out, in an shengchen's eyes is the devil's claws, let him some at a loss.

Fortunately, he is small and much more flexible than them.

See them bend over toward themselves, his small eyes dribble around, immediately found a place to escape, his eyes slightly narrowed, hurried to the middle of the man's crotch.

He was small, and before the man could react, he ran easily from under his crotch.

It's a good way to escape as long as you can!