"Mommy, Dad, I miss him so much" The 5-year-old boy looked at the beautiful woman in front of the bed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Well, Dad will come back soon to hug our little treasure" Yang Hong coaxed the little boy lovingly.

"Mom tells you a story, okay?"

"Okay, I like to listen to my mother's stories the most" The little boy tried to support his big cute eyes, looking cute and flattering. "Once upon a time, there was a little princess who was as cute as our little treasure..."

Yang Hong looked at the little boy who fell asleep and sighed slightly. The little boy is very cute in his sleep, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and in his dreams his father will carry him, ride the merry-go-round with him, take him to see the giant pandas, and tell him stories that are as good as his mother.

Yang Hong knew in her heart that the child's father had abandoned them and found a woman outside, and the woman also gave birth to a boy.

The light shines through the curtains from far and near, and is reflected on the wall. A Bentley pulled up steadily outside the window, and the cry of a baby could be faintly heard.

Yang Hong already understood what was going to happen next.

It is a double-storey villa with a large yard and several fruit trees. But autumn has made those leaves disappear, and they look bare, and they are particularly desolate under the light of the street lamps, but the grass is still green. If you don't tell you in advance that it is a tree that can produce fruits, you may think that it is a decoration deliberately planted by the owner, and the decoration is overwhelming. A Bentley was parked in front of the gate, the door opened, and a beautiful young woman was holding a small baby, almost 11 months old, and her curious little eyes looked around unabashedly. Next to the woman stood a man, tall and heroic.

They walked side by side to the villa, the man teased the baby from time to time, the baby smiled happily, and the man was like his best toy.

The door opened, and the house was large, and the walls of the staircase were covered with picture frames, in which the beautiful woman was accompanied by the man at the door. There are at the seaside, at the Great Wall, in the desert, by the Kanas Lake... All have him. There is also a big photo of them on the TV series in front of the sofa opposite, and there are more laughing babies, which is very warm.

But the woman at the door is not the one in the photo.

Yang Hong walked down the stairs slowly, looked up and saw them at the door, so warm. But my eyes were a little red for some reason, so I looked at them like that, and walked towards them step by step.

The young woman at the door grabbed the corner of the man's coat with her right hand and walked forward with the man.

Yang Hong walked three meters in front of them and stopped, looking at the man like this. The man and the young woman also stopped. The young woman looked at Yang Hong very nervously, very young and beautiful at a loss.

Soon, the man broke the silence and said, "Yang Hong, you also saw it, this is the child between me and her, I love her very much, I know I'm sorry for you, but I don't love you anymore." So, let's get a divorce."

Then the man took out a divorce agreement from his arms, looked at Yang Hong and continued, "After signing this agreement, Zhang Zeyang is still with you, this house is for you, and another 30 million is for you... In the future, find a good person."

This is the eighth time that Zhang Wenjun has asked Yang Hong for a divorce.

"What's that child's name?" Yang Hong looked at the baby.

"My name is Zhang Zeyu, and I'm 11 months old." The young woman spoke

"It's so cute, but what about Zeyang?" Yang Hong looked at the man.

"Then you tell him that I'm dead" Yes, maybe the man has begun to die in Yang Hong's heart.

Yang Hong looked at the man for a long, long time, as if it had stood still.

"Okay, I'll sign it, but your 30 million, we are not rare, you can keep it yourself! Please leave immediately after signing" Finally, Yang Hong spoke, tears rolling in her eyes, trying not to let it fall.

"Mommy, Mommy!" A little boy struggled to get up from the bed, "Whew, whew, Mommy, Yangyang has a nightmare" Zhang Zeyang shouted hard with his small mouth, but his mommy didn't know where to go. Zhang Zeyang jumped out of bed and called the door, wanting to find Mommy to hug. As he walked, he whispered, "It's good that I didn't wet the bed, whew"

When Ozawa heard something talking downstairs, he dragged his body hard and ran downstairs. Ozawa looked into the center of the living room and saw Mommy.

"Mommy, Mommy, Yangyang is so scared, Yangyang has nightmares" But Mommy didn't respond to him, just stood there blankly, looking ahead.

Ozawa followed his mother's gaze and saw a familiar back and a beautiful woman he had never seen holding hands, and the woman was holding a small baby in her hand.

"Like Daddy, Daddy, is that you?" Ozawa's long eyelashes flickered, and he shouted forward in confusion and expectation. However, no one would answer him, and all that was answered was the sound of the car door closing and the engine starting.

"Hey, it's Dad's car, but why didn't he hear me call him" Ozawa Yang chased after himself in a muttering voice, but the car didn't stop and went away.

Ozawa walked back to the villa and saw where Mommy was still standing. Xiao Zeyang pulled Yang Hong and asked curiously, "Mommy, was that my father just now?"

Yang Hong's eyes were already red, and tears were swirling. "Yes, but he's dead"

"Ahh Dad, don't die, what should I do with Mommy when I die, woo woo woo" Ozawa Yang shed tears as if he was playing a trick, and sat on the ground crying.

Yang Hong looked at Xiao Zeyang, fortunately she still had Xiao Zeyang, her son, her only one.

Ozawa fell asleep crying and crying, and the snot and tears on his face were no longer distinguishable. If before, Yang Hongzhun laughed at him, but now she can't laugh. Yang Hong thought about it, and told him in a few days, he couldn't let Xiao Zeyang really think that his father was dead.

Yang Hong picked up Xiao Zeyang and walked back to the room step by step. Shi Shi walked down the stairs, looking at those photos, as if his heart was broken and then shattered, and then scattered with the wind.

What did you say you loved me for 10,000 years? Did you make a vow to be with me? And the one who wants to be with me for the rest of my life?

There's a lot more to say to you, but there's no chance. If you think of me, what comes to mind.

Yang Hong and Zhang Hao were originally very affectionate, they opened a furniture factory together, and their lives were not bad, and they had a smart and lovely child. However, one day Zhang Hao's friend found him and said that he wanted to make a fortune with him, and then Zhang Hao simply sold the furniture factory, took his savings and went to Tunhai City with his friends to open a company in partnership. Yang Hong also wanted to go over, but Zhang Hao was unstable over there, Yang Hong was in Anning City, and he was relieved, so Yang Hong simply took the child at home. At first, Zhang Hao would come back several times a month, but then Zhang Hao's phone calls gradually decreased, and sometimes he couldn't get through, and it was difficult to go back home. Soon after, Zhang Hao and Yang Hong divorced.

That's when you say I'm beautiful, but now how can she easily compare to me.