Chen Hanxing leaned against the guardrail, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Yes, Brother Chen, as long as you say something, we will surely make her regret cry." A boy who was with Yang Mingxuan smiled and said, "Her mother seduces someone else's husband, and she must be a shameless girl."

"Shut up."

The boy opened his eyes and his tone was plain, but it made people feel cold behind his back.

Especially the next second he smiled: "Did I let you talk?"

It even made the boy's scalp explode.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Mingxuan came out to smooth things over and said, "Brother Chen should have his own plans, after all, this is his housework."

The boy stood up with expressionless expression.

The rose-like appearance is delicate and scattered even if it is completely useless.

The right hand is inserted into the pocket of the pants, leaving a back view.

After Shen Hanxing left, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, his face pale and said, "Brother Xuan... Are Brother Chen really angry?"

But Xia Hanmo stared at the direction the boy left.

A hint of uneasiness surged in my heart.

She lowered her head.

It's directly related to that Su Ci.

After a man in black was at the agreed location, he handed over the sorted place in his hand: "Young Master Chen, all the intersections between Qin Yuyan and Mr. Chen are written here."

Chen Hanxing took it.

Throw a card to someone: "The password is 131529."

Tear the document open.

What is touched is a few photos of intimate men and women.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, and his lips were pulled apart.

Torn apart and scattered on the ground.

When he saw the record fifteen years ago, he paused, pinching the edge of the document with his fair fingertips.

A low laugh was made.

The girl's soft little face appeared in her mind. When she raised her cheeks slightly, her cherry-colored lips looked soft and sweet.

The black and white eyes reflected the smile without any sincerity in his eyes.

Chen Hanxing covered his heart again.

Holding down hard.

Close your eyes slowly.

——

Kingsze's big bed sunken.

It is another familiar scene, and the familiar characters and even the decorations have not changed.

The woman's appearance looks like a dodder, and she looks adorable.

She was inserting flowers and looked at the clock on the wall from time to time.

"Is it the sir back?"

When she heard the sound of the engine outside, she stood up, her eyes filled with joy and enthusiasm.

The aunt shook her head: "No, madam, it's Uncle Han who is back."

The door was opened and the exquisite and beautiful boy came out from inside. He rubbed his eyes and called out: "Mom."

The woman looked back at him, turned around, and whispered: "Take the young master out for a walk."

Five-year-old Chen Hanxing's big eyes reflected the other person's figure and opened his mouth.

...

The woman waited for her husband to come home as always, and she kept her whole body and mind on the other person, and never cared about the children behind her for a glance.

The child's hands stretched out were ignored again and again by her.

I also ignored the dimming eyes again and again.

Chen Hanxing put down his hand and watched the woman go out to greet the man with a smile on her face.

"Young Master." Auntie shouted softly next to her.

Chen Hanxing did not look at her, but looked up at her little face, stared at his mother, and walked towards the man step by step.

Women don’t care about men’s coldness at all, and they speak softly and thoughtfully as before.

Big tears fell out of the eyes.

With a little crying voice.

"Mom, look at me..."

"Look at Xing'er..."

"Young Master, don't cry. The lady is unhappy again when she sees it." The aunt picked him up and coaxed her softly: "Be good."
Chapter completed!