Wei Zong roared angrily: "Sister-in-law Zhang, come and take this little boy away first." ”

In the past three years, he has never lost such a temper.

Two days ago, he received news that Shang Xufeng had given him a big gift bag, and when he knew that the gift package was a woman and a child, he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

It's as if he personally sent his own woman into the arms of another man, and after that man put a big green hat on him, he returned the used goods to him.

No man can stand such humiliation, especially a man like Wei Zongze, let alone Shang Xufeng who humiliates him.

Qiu Lingyang was originally his woman, but she was snatched away by Shang Xufeng. He found another substitute and became a woman of Shang Xufeng again.

Thinking of this, Wei Zongze's anger became bigger and bigger, and he didn't care about the frightened mother and son on the other side, and shouted again: "Hurry up and take this little bastard out." ”

Sister-in-law Zhang hugged her and wanted to pick up the little boy.

The woman is desperately protecting her child: "Don't, don't rob my son......"

Wei Zong thought that the little boy she was protecting might be Shang Xufeng's species, and his anger was even greater, so he got up and walked over, snatching the little boy from her arms and handing it over to Sister-in-law Zhang: "Without my permission, they are not allowed to let their mother and son meet." ”

"Mommy......" the little boy cried and called out to his mother.

"Son......" The woman wanted to rush over and snatch her son back, but was dragged back by Wei Zongze. She pulled Wei Zongze again, "Son, that's our son." ”

"You won't even tell me his name, and now you know he's my son? Well? Wei Zong pressed the woman tightly in his arms, pinched her chin with one hand and raised it, "Tell me what his name is, maybe I can let him come back to you." ”

The woman looked at him with tears in her eyes, and through the tears she could see the deep affection contained in her eyes.

She slowly opened her mouth and spat out the only name she remembered in three years from her mouth: "Xiao Hang......"

No matter what happened, she remembered the name, remembered the face. This is the best and best person for her, the one who has said to protect her.

The woman struggled to express herself: "Xiao Hang, the son is our son, and his name is son." ”

Others thought she had a low IQ and said that she didn't even know how to name her son, but in fact she wanted the child's father to name the child.

Wei Zong closed his eyes and tried to calm his emotions. After three years of absence, when he heard this familiar voice call his name again, his already calm heart lake was like being thrown into a small stone, and a slight wave waved.

The light in his eyes also slowly changed from indifference just now to warmth.

After a long time, the two words he wanted to shout the most came out of his mouth: "Xiaoyang! ”

Yes, it was this face, it was this voice, how could he be so indifferent to her? He hugged her tightly: "Xiaoyang, you are my Xiaoyang." ”

Xiao Ling was also hugged, and his body trembled slightly: "Xiao Hang, son, our son ......"

A woman, no matter what kind of person she is, as long as she is a mother, she will do her best to protect her child.