Murong Yi raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his expression extremely serious, without any trace of lying.
Lu Zimo froze on the spot: "Xiao Yi, you——"
Xiaoyi was right. In five years, they had grown up. They were no longer the children who followed her, relied on her, and kissed and hugged her every day.
They have become older children and have their own independent thinking and action abilities.
Just, why?
Why did Xiaoyi and the others do this? They knew clearly that the person who made the mistake was their father, but now they still force her to divorce Fu Yuanxi.
Why do they do this?
Murong Yi watched her standing there motionless, refusing to get in the car, and gradually lost his patience: "Mom, get in the car! This is Europe, the territory of the Murong family, you have no choice."
A child who is only ten years old should be the most carefree age when he goes to elementary school, but his face has an extra layer of maturity that he shouldn't have.
Lu Zimo stepped forward distressed and gently took her son into her arms: "Xiao Yi, tell mom, what happened? Mom will help you solve it."
Mom's embrace is still as happy and warm as in the dream.
If grandma hadn't been unreasonable and dad was confused, they would have been the happiest children in the world, just like sister Yueyue and Lu Xinyang. They were loved by their parents.
It's just that time can't be turned back.
They can never go back to the happy five years ago.
Murong Yi felt sad, his eyes became even redder, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, staining Lu Zimo's clothes: "Mom, just promise me to remarry dad! We all want to be together as a family.
We want to have parents like other children. Woohoo!"
He is a child after all. As he spoke, Murong Yi couldn't help crying anymore.
Her son's cry made Lu Zimo completely collapse. She hugged Murong Yi and began to cry in distress: "Okay, Xiaoyi, mom won't ask anymore, mom won't ask anything anymore. Mom will stay in Europe to accompany you."
She owed these three children so much.
Murong Yi raised his head from her arms, with tears on his face: "So you agree to divorce Uncle Fu and remarry Dad?"
"I--"
Facing her son's expectations, Lu Zimo didn't want to break his heart, so she raised her hand to wipe away his tears: "Xiao Yi, mom promised you to stay first, but divorcing Uncle Fu is not as simple as you think.
You need Uncle Fu's personal consent. Do you think this is okay? You can return mom's cell phone to me first, and Uncle Fu and I will call to discuss it."
As soon as she got on the plane, her three sons took away her mobile phone.
Her intuition told her that this matter must not be simple, and there must be something she didn't know about.
Therefore, she could only stabilize her son first and find a way to contact Fu Yuanxi.
In any case, the other party was Murong Ling, the biological father of her child. She didn't want to make things too serious unless she had to.
However, five years later, she underestimated her son's IQ.
Murong Yi immediately guessed what she was thinking, and the expression on his face instantly turned cold and disappointed.
He pushed Lu Zimo away, raised his hand to wipe away his tears carelessly, took a step back, and said in a cold voice: "Mom, you want to contact Uncle Fu and ask him and his uncles to come over to rescue you, right?
You have never thought about divorcing him, have you?"
"I——" Lu Zimo was speechless after her son saw through her thoughts.
Murong Yi stopped looking at her, turned around and ordered the bodyguard without any emotion: "Please ask my mother to get in the car."
Two agile bodyguards immediately stepped forward and forced Lu Zimo into the car.
Murong Yi sat in the passenger seat: "Drive!"
The night outside the window was dark, and cars were speeding on the highway.
"Xiao Yi, where are you taking me? I want to see your father!"
Lu Zimo was sitting in the back row, with a burly bodyguard sitting on either side of him, which made him feel very oppressive.
Murong Yi glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "I have already said that my father doesn't know anything. When you divorce Uncle Fu and remarry him, you will naturally meet."
His tone was cold and serious, like an adult.
"If you don't let me contact Uncle Fu, how are we going to get a divorce?"
The son in front of him made Lu Zimo feel extremely strange.