Chapter 123: The Wife Was Robbed by Her Son

"It turned out that it was all for this day...... Song Xingchen tried his best to stay calm, but he was still trembling with anger.

She only thought that Qiao Mingzhu and Sun Qian teamed up to target her, but she didn't expect that Qiao Mingzhu would hit Leng Haochen with his idea.

Leng Haochen hurriedly poured her a glass of water and reassured: "The media likes to exaggerate the truth the most, don't believe it, and don't try to compare it, if you compare it, you will lose." ”

There seemed to be a hint of bewitchment in his voice, which magically calmed down Song Xingchen.

She took the water and drank a few sips, and the depression in her heart cleared up.

Song Xingchen glanced at Leng Haochen gratefully, and smiled coldly: "You're right, this little trick can't defeat me, they just want to drive me away and pull you into the water." ”

Thinking that both Leng Haochen and the Leng clan were affected because of themselves, Song Xingchen suddenly didn't even have the courage to look at him directly.

Leng Haochen helped her so much, she didn't reciprocate anything, and often troubled him, if it weren't for his inexplicable emotions, she wouldn't be eligible for this kind of treatment.

However, at first, she knew Leng Haochen because An An regarded her as her mother.

She has seen the photos of An An's mother, and she really looks like her.

Is Leng Haochen also so good to her because of this?

Thinking of this, a trace of loneliness crossed his eyes, and a thought slowly took shape, occupying Song Xingchen's thoughts.

Leng Haochen felt that Song Xingchen's mood was a little low, but she was hit hard, and said softly: "Don't worry, they alone are nothing, I will help you pay back the grievances you have suffered one by one." ”

Although his voice is gentle, it is domineering!

Song Xingchen didn't doubt Leng Haochen's ability at all, she said with some amusement: "Aren't you afraid of being bitten back?" ”

"A dog that bites doesn't bark." Leng Haochen's face suddenly sank, and he raised his hand to touch the wound on her arm: "Are you doubting my ability?" ”

"No, no, no, I was wrong, beg for forgiveness." Song Xingchen immediately raised his hand and surrendered.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and they tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of public opinion, Leng Haochen naturally would not poke Song Xingchen's careful thoughts, and was about to ask her what she wanted to eat, when suddenly a crisp and loud immature child's voice came in.

"Mom, An An has come to see you."

I saw An An running in, still carrying a schoolbag behind him, his little short legs were fast, his hair was messy, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

As soon as Leng Yi'an saw Song Xingchen, he squeezed Leng Haochen away without hesitation, carefully held her hand, and his cool little face was full of worry: "Mom, do you hurt?" I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt if you blow it. ”

As he spoke, he gently blew on the back of Song Xingchen's hand with a needle, and his gentle appearance made Song Xingchen a little moved.

"Sure enough, An An blew it, and my mother didn't hurt anymore." How could she let such a lovely An An worry about her?

"Really? Then I come to accompany my mother every day. Leng Yi'an's eyes were bright, as if there was a starlight flashing.

Maybe he thought of something again, and waved his little fist angrily, as if he was holding grievances for her.

Leng Yi'an said to Song Xingchen very solemnly: "Mom, don't be afraid, An An will protect you, with Dad and An An here, you won't let those bad people hurt you." ”

"Okay, with you here, mom is not afraid." Song Xingchen smiled, she gently rubbed Leng Yi'an's hair: "Why are you in such a hurry?" All sweating. ”

"I'm worried about Mom, Dad is so bad, Mom, you're hurt, and he won't tell me." Leng Yi'an also seemed to enjoy Song Xingchen's intimacy, he rubbed Song Xingchen's palm cutely, and whispered: "Dad is jealous that you like me more, and I'm afraid that after I come over, you will ignore him." ”

Tsundere's little appearance, it's just cute, don't want it.

Song Xingchen sneered, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case." ”

"Of course, I know my dad best." Leng Yi'an sighed: "He's so careful." ”

Song Xingchen laughed so hard that his wound hurt, and he couldn't help but hold his stomach and say, "An An, baby, you are really my mother's pistachio." ”

Leng Haochen was angry at his son for pushing him away, and wanted to teach him a lesson.

But now that he saw Song Xingchen smiling so happily, his heart softened suddenly.

It seems that this stinky boy knows, and it is not necessarily a bad thing.

"Don't hold it so tightly, be careful of getting your mother's wounds." Leng Haochen grabbed his son's collar, wanting to regain his position.

"I know, I won't hurt my mother." Leng Yi'an didn't want to leave after this time, so he directly declared his sovereignty to Leng Haochen, and said coolly: "Dad, you and Uncle Qin let's go, I will take care of my mother, you are disturbing our two-person world here." ”

The two big men suddenly had black lines on their faces.

Qin Ran touched his nose and was indiscriminately shot by the little young master, and retreated very interestingly, leaving the war to the two fathers and sons.

"I thwarted your and your mother's two-person world?" Leng Haochen gritted his teeth, and the last four words accentuated his tone.

"Hmm......" Leng Yi'an nodded confidently, and his serious appearance made him look like Leng Haochen and his son were competing for favor, which was particularly naΓ―ve.

Leng Haochen was suddenly angry and lost his temper.

Qin Ran watched with amusement, competing with his father for a daughter-in-law, it was really the style of the little prince.

"Who told you mom was in the hospital?" Leng Haochen asked with a cold face.

Let him know who it is, he will definitely make him unable to survive, unable to die!!

Leng Yi'an glanced at Leng Haochen with disdain, and said, "Dad, I can watch the news when I am more than a year old, and your question is too low IQ." ”

It's a very networked term, and it's clear that I've been surfing the Internet a lot lately.

Leng Haochen said with a dark face: "The tablet and mobile phone are confiscated, and I will bring my smart watch to school in the future." ”

"Dad, you are a tyrant policy, the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, it is not right for you to do this." Leng Yi'an held his hands and looked helpless: "Mom, are you right?" ”

Leng Haochen caught a glimpse of Song Xingchen's smiling expression, knowing that he had lost to the mother and son, but he was willing.

He shook his head helplessly, and advised: "Accompany my mother well, don't play poor, Qin Ran, let's go back to the company." ”

Since he can't beat or scold, and he can't stay, then he goes to the company to toss and toss those demons and monsters.

"Yes." Qin Ran hurriedly followed, but secretly gave Leng Yi'an a thumbs up, and it was only one big and one small in this room that made the boss so helpless.

The little guy suddenly smiled and bent his eyes.

Song Xingchen didn't miss the little interaction between Qin Ran and Leng Yi'an, and pinched his face with a smile: "You little naughty egg, if Dad is really angry, then you will suffer." ”