She was trembling all over. She was stretched and her eyes were shaking.

There was a surging emotion in her chest, which made her heart hurt, but she didn't know what to do.

"Give me my son back...Give me Ono back!!..."

Until a white porcelain cup hit hard, she breathed tightly and rushed over and buried it in Hosran's arms! The white porcelain cup was "bang!" and rubbed her head and hit Hosran's arm, and then smashed it to the ground, which was enough to shock Hosran's expression! His handsome face turned white and he suddenly grabbed the person in his arms and covered the back of her head.

The soft arms were trembling and tightening him.

"Auntie." His eyes became cold and dull, but the woman couldn't hear it. The person in his arms instantly occupied his eyes and heart.

But Gu Wenxi ignored it and continued to cry and smash things at him desperately. Huo Xi and the old housekeeper rushed up to stop her. The crackling sounds in the living room stopped. Huo Qingcang lowered his old face and walked over to sit down. There was no expression on his stern and solemn face.

"You guys let me go... let me go..."

After a while, the tiny figure finally raised his head, his nose was red, and tears floated in his eyes. Her hands trembled to protect Huo Siran, and turned around and said tremblingly: "Auntie, I am an outsider. I know that there may not be any part of me here, but... it is not the chief of the matter. Tasks are tasks, and people will be injured and die. The chief of the chief may be responsible, but should not be responsible like this..."

"What do you know!!" Gu Wenxi interrupted her sternly, "It's my son who died... Why is it not him who died?!"

"If the leader could do it was him!" Her nose blurted out.

Then the wrist was held.

Behind him, Huo Siran's face turned ashen, and his thin lips turned slightly white and said, "Enough."

He turned her over on the back of her neck, held her, and leaned her to her forehead: "Don't say it."

Stop talking.

But Lin Yitong remembers so clearly that time he said in the old leader’s office that I would rather die than be me.

It's not his fault.

He shouldn't be blamed.

Huo Qingcang slowly poured a cup of tea at this moment, raised his old eyes and asked slowly, "...Who asked you to come back?"

There was full of blame in those words.

It has been two years since he was busy if he didn't come back the previous year, but he was afraid that he wouldn't resist it when he saw such a scene. It had been more than half a year, and when he saw Gu Wenxi, he almost forgot to lose his beloved son, but when he came back, all his previous efforts were wasted.

At this time, Huo Xi, who was holding Gu Wenxi, changed his face slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

But Lin Yitong's ears were thorns. If it weren't for the scene just now, she wouldn't believe it. This was what a father who hadn't seen his son for two years said to him.

His face turned pale, and Hosran didn't look at them. He lowered his eyes and interpreted the severe pain in his heart to a calm and silent voice, saying hoarsely: "Forget it now. Wait until the central government has a successful solution to this matter. I'll come back and apologize to you."

I'll be back and apologize to you.

After saying that, he paused, reached out to stroke her hair, and leaned over and picked her up.
Chapter completed!