"Mommy’s all right, Xiaobai." Gao Xiaoxiao squatted down, held her son in her arms and kissed him. His white face smelled his unique milk fragrance, and his heart was finally completely relaxed.
Han Tao walked out of the bedroom and looked at the picture of his mother’s affection in front of him. His face was dark and he didn’t talk.
Behind her, Aunt Zhang looked at the yard with a tall white bag and a black suitcase in one hand. She was worried and asked, "Are you all right?"
Gao Xiaoxiao shook his head at her. "Aunt Zhang, I’m fine."
"Raining, I really didn’t know you were in danger. I’m sorry …" Aunt Zhang was ashamed. I knew I had watched her enter the door before I left yesterday.
"Aunt Zhang doesn’t blame you for my carelessness," Gao Xiaoxiao said lightly.
No matter what Gao Zhenning says, she will never believe it again.
Aunt Zhang nodded guiltily and looked at the sullen man behind them. He quickly put things away and said, "Well, I won’t disturb your family reunion. I’ll go first and see you later."
Say that finish in a hurry turned and left.
Gao Xiaoxiao "…"
"Mommy, where are those bad guys just now?" High white arm around her neck grandma gas asked.
"… er, the bad guy was beaten away, right?" Gao Xiaoxiao glanced at it as if … I really didn’t see those people.
A burst of footsteps came from behind.
Han Han came over and looked down at the mother and son hugging like conjoined twins and said coldly, "Get up and pack up and come back with me."
Gao Xiaoxiao wait for a while looked up at him. "Where are you going?"
"Where can I go back? Korea’s home "Han Shu also looked back at her black eyes for a moment.
Gao Xiaoxiao stammered in his heart, "Han … Han family?"
"Do you still want to live here with my son forever?" Han Yan looked at the low wall of the courtyard.
It’s so uncomfortable here, and the courtyard next door is so far away. Something really happened and I couldn’t hear it when I screamed.
Gao Xiaoxiao caught the key point in his words and immediately frowned and explained, "I’m sorry, I have already said that Xiao Bai is not your son."
Gao Xiaobai blinked a beautiful big eye and looked up at Han Han.
"Oh?" Han Shu stared at her with displeasure and eyes narrowed. "Who do you think Xiaobai is?"
Gao Xiaoxiao hugged her arms tightly and said simply, "This is none of your business. Dad is not you."
"Who is Mommy’s little white father?" Gao Xiaobai also joined in the fun.
"… er" Gao Xiaoxiao looked at a face of curiosity and thought about it or said with malicious heart, "Xiaobai, I haven’t had the heart to tell you that it’s true that your father is already dead."
You can’t say that your real father is a rapist and I don’t know who he is, can you? I’m sorry ….. Gao Xiaoxiao thought with some entanglements.
After hearing this, Gao Xiaobai’s expression didn’t change much. He looked at Han Shu’s eyes with a sympathy.
Oh, dad looks really ugly.
Half a day later …
"Little White" Han Shu finally spoke in a voice as cold and icy as his face.
"Play outside for a while first, ok? I want to talk to your mother about something alone, "he continued."
Gao Xiaoxiao "…"
Gao Xiaobai sighed naively, loosened his arms around Gao Xiaoxiao’s hands and then patted Gao Xiaoxiao’s shoulder gently. "Mommy, you have a good talk first."
My Lord, the world is really complicated.
In the bedroom
Han Han went directly to the bed and sat with tight face and deep eyes staring at Gao Xiaoxiao.
Gao Xiaoxiao looked back behind the door and saw his terrible eyes. He thought about it and chose the door.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" She took the lead in opening her mouth and clung to the door behind her, her hand still clutching the doorknob.
"Come and sit down first." Han Shu stretched out his hand and patted the sound of the mattress next to it, which is not as cold as it was just now.
"No," Gao Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose. "I’ll just be here. If you have something to say, just say it."