Ning Bocheng's eyes were also jumping all the time, there were a lot of things in the hospital these days, and he didn't ask Meng Fanxing for a few days, and too many things happened.

He asked, "Does Shang Lu know Meng Xiang's identity?" ”

Meng Fanxing nodded: "Yes, he knows, but so what?" For him, it is better that our mother and son never existed, and he is now embarrassing me everywhere, is it interesting? ”

"Shang Lu, why did he take Meng Xiang away? What qualifications does he have? Meng Fanxing's emotions were a little out of control, and her spirit was already in a state of collapse: "Meng Xiang is a child born to me in nine deaths, and it has nothing to do with him Shang Lu!" ”

"I'm going to bring Meng Xiang back!"

After Meng Fanxing finished speaking, he pushed Ning Bocheng away and strode towards the door.

Ning Bocheng chased after him from behind, grabbed Meng Fanxing into the car, and drove out.

***

Summer Palace.

Meng Xiang had been sitting quietly on the sofa, staring at the two people sitting on the sofa with vigilant eyes like wolves.

Bai Xia and Shang Lu were both sitting on the sofa, and Gao Yang was holding a lot of toys on the ground, but Meng Xiang didn't touch them.

Shang Lu flicked a cigarette with the tips of his fingers and squinted at Meng Xiang.

He had a headache, he thought he would be a father, but it wasn't a son of this age who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Especially Meng Xiang looked at himself coldly, like a sharp sword, and the cold light in his eyebrows and eyes was like himself.

Bai Xia felt congested when he saw Meng Xiang, and even more when he saw Shang Lu, he finally liked a woman, but as a result, it was his good friend's ex-wife, and there was a child between them.

He snorted and asked Shang Lu: "You're not going to marry Ye Xiyang, so what are you doing with Meng Xiang back?" ”

Bai Xia was born in a wealthy family, of course, he knows that they value their heirs.

Even if you don't like a child, you will snatch the child back because of the blood flowing in the child's body.

Thinking of this, he instantly raised his eyebrows and shouted at Shang Lu: "I'll rub, Shang Lu, do you want to snatch the child with Meng Fanxing?" ”

Shang Lu sat on the sofa, looked at Bai Xia with cold eyes, and whispered, "Meng Xiang is my son. ”

Bai Xia Teng suddenly got up from the sofa, pointed at Shang Luqi's eyes and asked, "Is it your son?" So how did you treat their mother and son in the first place? What have you done over the years? Shang Lu, aren't you just like everyone else? Can you bear to separate their mother and son? Now Meng Xiang is still young, if he grows up in the future, aren't you afraid that he will hate you? ”

Shang Lu's heart was a little entangled, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Meng Xiang, and only whispered for a long time: "He should be surnamed Shang!" ”

Meng Xiang, who was sitting on the sofa, finally moved at this time, and he slid down from the sofa.

Bai Xia thought he was going to the toilet.

However, Meng Xiang just straightened his back, stood straight in front of the coffee table, and said in a cold voice: "I know your name is Shang Lu." ”

Bai Xia and Shang Lu both looked at Meng Xiang in astonishment, this kid is so smart and terrifying, he dares to look at Shang Lu at a young age.

You know, how many people are very afraid of Shang Lu's gloomy eyes.

"You are my father, and I know that you didn't want me and my mother in the first place."

Shang Lu's eyebrows pressed slightly: "That's what Meng Fanxing told you?" ”

Meng Xiang twisted his eyebrows: "Mom has never told you in front of me." ”

"......" Shang Lu wanted to plug Meng Xiang's mouth.

Meng Xiang's pupils were old Shen who did not match his age, and he whispered: "It was my grandmother who told me, it was you who hurt my grandfather, it was you who hurt us, it was you, that's why I made my mother work so hard and tired." It's also that you don't want our mother and son. ”

Shang Lu's face was ugly: "It's not ......"

"You don't need to explain, although I am a child, I have eyes, I can see, I can feel." Meng Xiang's speech was clear, and Shang Lu had no way to refute: "I haven't had a father since I was born, and Father Ning has accompanied me." Take care of me and my mother, Daddy Ning is my father. ”

"Ning Bocheng?" Shang Lu's face became more and more ugly.

Meng Xiang didn't know how to observe words and feelings, so he only nodded heavily: "Yes, he is very good to me and my mother, I really want him to be my father and take care of my mother, so that my mother doesn't have to work so hard, and I don't need to watch her secretly hide and cry alone because of too much pressure." ”

Cry?

Meng Xiang is a child.

Thinking of something and saying something, Shang Lu was choked up and couldn't breathe because of his words.

Shang Lu opened his lips slightly and asked, "How are you doing with your mother...... Very bad? ”

Meng Xiang tilted his head slightly, and thought with heavy eyebrows: "...... My mother will not be bitter to me, she will always give me food first, the most difficult time, she only eats one meal a day, it is very cold in winter, my mother will not buy new clothes, and she has to go to work for others. I don't dare to go to the hospital when I'm sick. ”

Every time he said a word, Shang Lu felt like he had been pricked in his heart.

It seems to be in my mind that Meng Fanxing's thin and thin body is shuttling through the streets and alleys struggling to survive.

That's when his phone rang.

Shang Lu saw the familiar two words 'wife' on it, and put his mobile phone to his ear.

Bai Xia naturally saw the above two words clearly, looking at Shang Lu's cold side face, the person who has always been a hanger, his eyes are also a little deeper.

Meng Fanxing sat in the car, she breathed heavily, pinched her skirt with her fingers, and roared loudly: "Shang Lu, you are despicable and shameless!" Where did you take Meng Xiang? ”

Shang Lu looked up at Meng Xiang who was standing at the table, Meng Fanxing's voice was close to collapse: "Shang Lu, don't hurt Meng Xiang!" ”

"Fanxing, don't worry, Shang Lu is also Meng Xiang's father after all, he won't really do anything to Meng Xiang."

Meng Fanxing's emotions gradually calmed down.

Shang Lu heard the conversation between Ning Bocheng and Meng Fanxing, his eyes were cold, his fingers holding the mobile phone tightened hard, and his voice was a little colder.

"Meng Fanxing."

He called Meng Fanxing word by word.

Meng Fanxing's heart was a little heavy when she heard the deep voice, she couldn't tell what it was like, when Shang Lu read her name, she seemed to hear some lingering taste.

When she was hesitating and distracted, Shang Lu's cold voice came from her mobile phone.

"I'm in our old home, and you know how to get around."

After speaking, Shang Lu hung up the phone.

Meng Fanxing's whole person is still like a dream.

She turned her head and told Ning Bocheng the address, and after the car stopped, Ning Bocheng saw her looking haggard and wanted to go in with her.

Meng Fanxing shook his head, looked at Ning Bocheng's clear face, and said, "No need, Bocheng, this is a matter between me and Shanglu, just let me and Shang Lu handle it ourselves." These things, sooner or later, have to be faced, and I can't avoid them. Unless I was really dead five years ago. ”

Ning Bocheng looked at Meng Fanxing's pale face.

Sun Jingyi will never allow Meng Fanxing and Shang Lu to be together, and Meng Fanxing will not be so confused and go back again.

Thinking like this, Ning Bocheng's heart was a little more stable, he raised his hand and touched the side of her face, and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at the door, you go and pick up Meng Xiang and come out quickly." ”

Meng Fanxing got out of the car and stood at the gate of the Summer Palace.

She remembered the picture of Ye Xiyang standing in front of her arrogantly and directing her to pack up all her things and drive her out of the Summer Palace when she left five years ago.

It used to be her home, and now it's home to Shang Lu and other women.

Meng Fanxing squeezed the bag tightly in his hand, and his feet were like lead, heavy, and he couldn't take the next step at all.

It was a long time before she took a deep breath and walked inside.

Aunt Huang came over to open the door for her and took out a pair of white slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Meng Fanxing froze when he saw the shoes, that was ...... The slippers that I didn't take with me when I left five years ago are still there?

She didn't have time to think about it, so she walked straight in the direction of the living room.

"Ringing."

As soon as Meng Xiang heard Meng Fanxing's voice, he immediately turned his head, and a smile instantly bloomed on his little face, which had always been serious and calm, and at this time, he finally had the appearance of a child.

He ran to Meng Fanxing's side and raised his hand to hug Meng Fanxing's thigh.

Meng Fanxing raised his hand and rubbed Meng Xiang's little face, smiled, and asked, "Are you hungry?" Mommy takes you home and cooks for you? ”

"Okay."

Meng Xiang put his little hand into Meng Fanxing's hand, and neither of the mother and son cared about the person sitting on the sofa, and walked straight to the door.

Bai Xia saw his eyelids jump.

Shang Lu's eyes had been staring at them tightly, looking at the gentle and shallow smile on Meng Fanxing's face, which was the familiar Meng Fanxing in his memory.

He called out coldly, "Wait-"

Meng Fanxing's footsteps stopped.

Shang Lu had already stood up and walked up to them, he looked down at Meng Xiang, and grabbed Meng Fanxing's hand with one hand.

Meng Fanxing was like a hedgehog, angrily wanting to shake off the shackles and hold his hand: "You let go of me!" ”

"So eager to see Ning Bocheng?" Shang Lu's eyes were full of mockery, he approached Meng Fanxing and threatened, "You want to quarrel in front of the child?" ”

Meng Fanxing stared at him with wide eyes: "Despicable! ”

A touch of injury flashed in Shang Lu's eyes, what words could Meng Fanxing come up with for himself?

He pulled Meng Fanxing and went directly to the study, and as soon as he closed the door, Meng Fanxing shook off his hand vigorously.

Shang Lu's palms were empty, he looked down at his empty wrists, and smiled helplessly.

He pulled out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket and lit a cigarette.

Meng Fanxing couldn't help coughing when he smelled the pungent smell of smoke.

"Can't even get used to the smell of smoke now?" Shang Lu sneered, Meng Fanxing used to help him light cigarettes.

Meng Fanxing spit out casually: "Ning Bocheng doesn't smoke." ”

People who study music rarely smoke or drink alcohol.

Ning Bocheng is not a person who likes to smoke and drink.

In addition, Meng Xiang's health is not good, so she rarely goes in and out of tobacco and alcohol occasions.

Shang Lu's unsightly face was instantly covered with a layer of ice, and he sneered twice, but he still snuffed out his cigarette.

He approached Meng Fanxing, his tall body was like a small mountain, and the black shadow was directly pressed in front of Meng Fanxing's eyes.

The tip of Meng Fanxing's nose clearly smelled the familiar smell on his body.