She never thought that she just asked casually, 'Qi Yemo, is it true that you have a son?' Who knew that in the blink of an eye, Qi Yemo would appear in front of her with a child!
Moreover, he told her coldly and arrogantly: This is his son - Qi Qi Qi Sichen...
Ye Huanyu swallowed her saliva and didn't react for a long time. She muttered, "He...he..."
He is obviously her son Ye Yangyang!
She was petrified by the wind and could not utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Yangyang finally broke free and took a breath of fresh air, but he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, he saw the woman standing on the other side of the car. Well, that wasn't him. Isn't his mother Ye Huanyu?
"Cough cough cough..." Yangyang couldn't take a steady breath and choked out.
With his little head, in the five years he has lived in this world, he has never seen his father and mother present at the same time...
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Ye Huanyu trembled her lips, her heart was pounding and about to jump out of her chest...
With trembling green-white knuckles, he pointed at the thief-like child in Qi Yemo's arms, with a trembling voice, "Qi, Qi Yemo...you, you, you, who is he..."
Qi Yemo's eyebrows tightened, and Ye Huanyu's expression of shock was that he mistakenly thought it was the first time she saw him as an unmarried man with a five-year-old son, so he was extremely surprised.
"Hmm! Believe your eyes, he is indeed my son!"
Immediately, he opened the trunk door with one hand and threw his son, who was choking on his saliva, into the car like a chicken with the other hand!
Ye Huanyu froze and instinctively ran to the glass window of the rear compartment, staring carefully at the little boy in the car who was thrown to pieces by Qi Yemo...
The scenes from five years ago were replayed in my mind like a movie replay!
Her heart was trembling, and her desolate fingers could not help but cling to the glass, as if she wanted to see the child clearly. She even wanted to penetrate the glass, reach in and caress the child...
Then, the phone in Qi Yemo's carriage rang again.
He picked it up quickly——
"...Well, Aunt Ling, I found it. Don't worry, I will take this kid back."
Bang, hang up the line decisively.
He stroked his black hair with his strong knuckles slightly angrily, and there was an imperceptible depression in his calmness and composure.
He glanced at Ye Huanyu with his deep and shining eyes.
Only then did I realize that this woman was staring at her son in the trunk!
There was an inexplicable displeasure in his heart. It was hard for him to accept that this woman's attention was not on him!
"..." He cleared his voice coldly and said coolly, "I have something else to do. It seems I don't have time to go to your house tonight..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and interrupted him with a delicate and trembling voice——
"You...he...is really your son?"
Qi Yemo glanced inside the carriage, and saw that his son was already struggling, lying on the carriage window, stretching out his small palms, and joining Ye Huanyu's slender palms together through the glass...
That behavior made him feel even more depressed!
What is this woman trying to do? Seduce his son?
His tone suddenly became very bad, and he said, "If he's not my son, could he be your son?" He snorted disdainfully, "What, you're attracted to him? Do you want to wait until he grows up to marry you?"