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400. Rivers of Sorrowful Tears! 4

Therefore, when Han Shaoqi came, Brother Lin did not appear at the scene.

Recently I have been used to seeing Han Shaoqi's expressionless face, but today when I saw Han Shaoqi coming downstairs, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a slight curvature that you couldn't tell without looking carefully.

Mother Han looked at the sky outside and frowned, "Qi'er, it's not yet dawn, what are you doing out there? You don't have to go to work so early."

"Go out for a little business."

"What's so urgent?" Mother Han complained dissatisfied.

Han Shaoqi ignored his mother's complaints, changed his shoes and ran straight to the parking garage.

After hearing the commotion, Mr. Han went downstairs and happened to see Han Shaoqi disappearing behind the door in a corner of his clothes. A flash of light flashed in his shrewd eyes.

But when he looked at Mother Han, Mr. Han frowned, fearing that Mother Han and Father Han would not like Ning Xiaotong.

The black sports car blends into the dark night.

The distance from the Han Family Villa to the Mid-level Villa is not short.

By the time we arrived at the mountainside villa, it was already dark.

From a distance, you can see that the villa on the hillside is completely bright, like daylight.

At the door of the villa, Song Gang stood shivering in the cold wind.

From a distance, you can see the dim yellow light reflected by the car lights, which adds a little warmth in this bitingly cold winter.

Welcoming Han Shaoqi into the house, he took him straight to the room where Ning Xiaotong lived.

Han Shaoqi stood at the door and did not move for a long time.

This was the first time I saw Ning Xiaotong after the last proposal scene.

The sparkle in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by an endless void.

I stare blankly at the figure that I think about day and night, the figure that I dream about every day.

It's so close, but there's a feeling of being close to home.

After a long time, he slowly moved his steps and approached the much thinner figure.

Seeing someone approaching, Ning Xiaotong quickly assumed a vigilant posture, hugged the doll tightly in her arms, and looked at Han Shaoqi with vigilance.

Han Shaoqi was stunned when he saw this scene.

That look was clearly the look he was looking at a stranger.

Luo Qian, who was standing behind her, saw this scene and smiled bitterly, "Xiao Tong has looked like this since her child disappeared and she attempted suicide by cutting her pulse."

"There are only children in my heart and no one else." At this point, Luo Qian couldn't help but choke up slightly.

That doll in pink is everything to Ning Xiaotong, it is Ning Xiaotong’s spiritual support.

Everyone who tries to get close to Ning Xiaotong will be considered by Ning Xiaotong as someone who comes to snatch her child, and they will be full of vigilance and hostility.

Hearing Luo Qian's explanation, Han Shaoqi suddenly understood, but when he looked at Ning Xiaotong, he felt distressed.

I haven’t seen her for a while, and I never imagined that Ning Xiaotong was leading such a life.

Seeing it with your own eyes is far more shocking than hearing reports from your subordinates.

The pain in his heart couldn't stop. He stood a few meters away from Ning Xiaotong. Han Shaoqi had a smile on his lips. The smile was doting and his expression was like the warm sun in winter, which made people feel warmer in their hearts.

Ning Xiaotong was also fascinated by this light, and only heard a voice as light as water, "Xiaotong, come, come home with me."

go home?

It was these two words that touched Xiao Tong's heart.

Yes, go home, what a warm word.

"But," she looked at him alertly, "who are you?"

Who is he? Han Shaoqi was stunned.

How should I answer this question? You can’t say, I am your ex-husband, right?

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