Silently swallowing the last piece of braised pork, Su Qiao licked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.
"Humph, can a relationship gained through deception last long?"
Su Qiao didn't think there was anything to envy about such a relationship.
If she likes it, she likes it. If she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. She won't deceive herself and others for a little benefit.
At this "warm" moment, an impatient voice broke their love.
"It's so noisy! When did the Huo family become a film and television city?"
Huo Hanfeng, wearing a simple light grey home suit, slowly walked down from upstairs with a rebellious look on his face.
Liu Yan was startled, and hurriedly left Huo Zhenting's arms, smiling and greeting him in a flattering manner:
"When did Han Feng come back? Auntie didn't even know."
Huo Hanfeng's eyes swept over like a knife: "What? I can't come back?"
The smile on Liu Yan's face froze, and a trace of hurt flashed in her eyes: "No, no, this is Han Feng's home, why can't I come back?"
"Auntie just hasn't seen Han Feng for a long time, so she's a little happy."
"Hmph, happy? I guess you wish I wouldn't come back to this house, right?"
Huo Hanfeng snorted coldly and looked at his father sarcastically.
Only his father was blind and couldn't see through this woman's little trick.
She was clearly acting like a shrew before, scolding and beating her own daughter.
With just a few crocodile tears and a few words of twisting right and wrong, the man was coaxed into submission.
"You little brat, you still remember to come back? I thought you had forgotten where your home was!"
Huo Zhenting felt a headache when he looked at his rebellious son.
Although he hated his ex-wife, this son was his own.
And he is his only son. How could he, as a father, not care about him
But since the death of his ex-wife Gao Min, this son has changed.
Becoming more and more rebellious and disobedient.
After bringing Liu Yan and her daughter back home, he started to stay away from home even more.
Sometimes there is no sign of anyone for a month or so.
Seeing that the father and son were about to argue again, Liu Yan hurriedly tried to persuade them:
"A Ting, please stop saying that. It will hurt the relationship between you and your son."
"Besides, Han Feng is still young. It's normal for boys of this age to be a little rebellious."
Huo Zhenting wanted to say a few more words, but when he thought about how he hadn't seen his son for a month, he held back.
He patted the back of Liu Yan's hand with some heartache: "You, just spoil this brat."
Liu Yan smiled gently, indicating that she was fine.
Then she looked at Huo Hanfeng kindly: "Hanfeng misunderstood, how could Auntie think so?"
"Han Feng hasn't been home for a long time. Your aunt and your father are very worried. They are afraid that you are not used to living alone outside and are not used to the food..."
Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something.
"By the way, Han Feng hasn't had dinner yet, right? I'll ask the servants to make more dishes that Han Feng likes."
As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.
As he passed by Su Qiao, he glared at her threateningly.
Su Qiao understood that the woman was asking her to shut up and stop talking nonsense.
After Liu Yan left, the hall was very quiet and no one spoke for a while.
Fortunately, Liu Yan came back soon and gently pulled Huo Zhenting to the living room on the other side with a smile.
"Are you tired, A Ting? Come on, go sit down in the living room and have a good rest. I'll make you a cup of tea."
Huo Zhenting felt a little distressed and helpless: "If you continue to spoil him like this, he will become even more lawless in the future."
He knew that she was afraid that he would get into a fight with his son again and hurt their relationship.
Ever since Liu Yan entered this family, his son Huo Hanfeng has never treated her well.