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Chapter 13 Are you still angry?

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    When the hall finally cleared up, Zhou Ru's expression turned pale: "Why did you come back so early today?"

    Huo Hanting glanced upstairs: "I want to discuss things with Dad, is he not at home?"

    "Your dad was invited to have tea, and he probably won't be back until evening."

    Huo Hanting nodded: "Then I'll take them home first, and come back tomorrow."

    Zhou Ru still wanted to say a few words to persuade her to stay, but when she realized that her son was not in a particularly good mood, she changed her tone again: "Well, go back and let Chengcheng rest more."

    Huo Yuncheng, who received accurate instructions from his grandmother, jumped off the sofa with a stride and opened his arms to hug Huo Hanting, with his two big eyes twinkling.

    Huo Hanting reached out to hug him, turned around and walked out, Gu Wanyan took the bag and said goodbye to Zhou Ru, and trotted after him.

    Huo Hanting drove, Huo Yuncheng sat in the back seat, and Gu Wanyan took the opportunity to squeeze into the back seat to cultivate a relationship with her son.

    "Chengcheng, did you get scared today?" Gu Wanyan lovingly touched her son's little face, feeling a little distressed, "I'm sorry, it's because my mother didn't like it."

    Huo Yuncheng shook his head, tilted his head and looked at Gu Wanyan curiously, he didn't seem angry at her, and asked boldly, "Mom, are you allergic to mangoes too?"

    "Yes." Gu Wanyan smiled and scratched his nose, "Maybe your allergies are inherited from your mother."

    Huo Yuncheng seemed to understand, but Gu Wanyan happily started to play with him in the car, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at the man driving ahead.

    After getting into the car, she keenly noticed that the man seemed more indifferent than usual.

    Staring at the man's indifferent side face for a while, she wanted to say something but was held back by his repulsive attitude.

    Forget it, let's talk about it when we go home.

    Huo Yuncheng has the habit of taking a nap, staggered in the car for a while, then fell into Gu Wanyan's arms uncontrollably, still holding on to the car.

    Gu Wanyan carried him into her arms and handed him to Huo Hanting when she got off the car.

    The man walked in front with the child in his arms, and Gu Wanyan fell behind and followed him into the children's room that he had entered in the morning.

    Huo Hanting lightly bowed and put Huo Yuncheng on the bed, and covered him with a quilt. There was no sign of any rustiness in his movements, as if he had done it many times.

    There was a softness in the man's eyes, the moment he straightened up and turned around to see Gu Wanyan, he hid the softness deep in his eyes.

    Gu Wanyan saw that his eyeballs seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, glowing with a cold light, without warmth, and suddenly felt flustered.

    Seeing Huo Hanting take the remote control to adjust the temperature in the room, she was embarrassed and had nothing to say: "Chengcheng's room style feels different from other rooms."

    Huo Hanting narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips into a straight line. He put down the remote control and replied in a nonchalant manner: "Chengcheng likes the sea. I designed this room myself."

    The sound of the remote control knocking on the bedside table seemed to hit Gu Wanyan's heart, and endless guilt rushed towards her, almost making her feel ashamed.

    She was not a qualified mother, and she had realized this before she died in her previous life, but what happened today made her realize very clearly that she still owed too much to her son.

    She didn't know that he was allergic to mangoes, or that he liked the sea.

    So in the previous life, what kind of mood was Huo Yuncheng who died by the sea?

    It must be very painful. Going to the beach with his mother for vacation should have been his happiest time, but it ended up in such a miserable end.

    No wonder Huo Hanting is angry, he must think she is a terrible mother, and he is full of disappointment.

    The man turned around and walked out. The approaching figure carried a vague sense of oppression, and the arc of his side face revealed a sharpness like a blade.

    He passed her by without saying a word, and Gu Wanyan silently lowered her head and followed him out of the room, closing the door behind her.

    Huo Hanting turned around and was about to head towards the study room, but he stopped before he could start. His figure stopped, and he looked down slightly at the little hand that was hooking the corner of his shirt sleeve.

    The ten fingers are like green onions, slender, white and tender, like a polished piece of Hetian jade, shiny and clear, and even the blue blood vessels inside can be faintly seen.

    But at this moment, this hand hooked his sleeve with only two fingers, and he could break free with a little force, but feeling the owner of the hand's careful temptation, the anger aroused in his heart turned out to be miraculous  landPeace out.

    His eyes followed the hand all the way up to the woman's uneasy face, but he didn't say a word, as if he was patiently waiting for the other party to speak.

    Seeing that he didn't leave directly, Gu Wanyan felt a little more comforted. She watched his expression, trying to capture his every subtle emotion, while explaining what happened today.

    "Well, Chengcheng was almost hurt today because I didn't take good care of him. I will take care of him more carefully in the future, and today's situation will not happen again."

    Huo Hanting watched her quietly, acting as a patient listener.  His expression has always been calm, without any emotion. When he wants to hide his truth, he will not let others know, just like Gu Wanyan doesn't know now that her words will only make his heart  His anger burned even higher.

    "Are you still angry?"

    There was a touch of frustration in the woman's voice, and Huo Hanting's eyes flashed with surprise, but he returned to calm.

    "No."

    Why would she make him angry by herself for something she didn't care about at all.

    "You have." Gu Wanyan was extremely sure, although she couldn't see it, she could feel that the man was still full of deep displeasure.

    Huo Hanting stopped talking, and with a light tug, he got rid of the control of those two fingers, turned around and left.

    But in the next second, his wrist was surrounded by a touch of dry warmth.

    "Don't be angry, okay?"

    There couldn't be more coaxing meaning, Huo Hanting was suddenly broken by the fire, his eyes sharpened, he grabbed the woman's wrist with his backhand and pushed her to the wall.

    Under his confinement, Gu Wanyan shrank her neck like a quail, trying to hide herself.

    He won't hit her, will he?  Is it too late to escape now?  If you can't escape, can you discuss with him not to slap your face?

    Huo Hanting's face staring at her kept changing, not sure if the little woman in front of him knew that all her emotions were written on her face.  But he restrained a lot after all, not to really scare his little wife.

    "If I don't come today, do you really intend to touch that mango?"

    The tone was so light that it seemed to be a question, and it seemed to be a question. Gu Wanyan was stunned for a moment. She raised her head to look at the man who was close at hand, and a blaze burst out of her heart, dispelling the restlessness in her heart.  A layer of warmth melted into the eyes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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