Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 1192 Treat her like a relative

No matter how much I want to keep it, I have no position.

Mu Zekai stopped the topic, finished his breakfast quickly, the clock pointed to eight o'clock, there was still time, but it was too late.

Asking Mu Geing to check again and again whether she had brought all her belongings, the three of them drove towards the airport.

Along the way, Xu Lening showed his reluctance, dragging Mu Geunge to talk continuously in the back seat.

Most of them were words of concern, and some made her come here more often in the future.

They really treat her like family.

Mu Zhenge listened in silence, and also kept these gentle words in her heart.

Today she likes to smile very much. From the departure to the airport, the corner of her mouth has always been slightly curved, without alienation. It seems that she really let go of the entanglement of past grievances and became pure and simple.

Xu Lening looked at her with joy in her heart, not patted and held the back of her hand, she clearly looked like a mother who was reluctant to leave her children and travel far away.

When the three of them arrived at the airport, Mu Zekai helped her carry her luggage, Xu Lening and Mu Jinge walked in front, and he was behind like a flower protector.

Some passers-by at the airport recognized the three of them, some just took a quick glance, and some stopped to watch.

The fundus of the eyes is amazing and also surprised.

But the three of them ignore other people's gazes, and they don't have the mentality to think about others' inner thoughts. Life is never for others to see.

Follow your heart in everything, whether you are happy or sad, other people just treat it as a drama.

It was past nine o'clock when we arrived at the airport, reluctant to say goodbye, Mu Geange bid farewell to the security check of the two of them.

He never looked back, and there were tears in his eyes.

As for Xu Lening, maybe it was her intimacy this time, or maybe it was the deep conversation last night without any grievances, the feelings melted into his bones all of a sudden.

Mu Zekai went over and put his arms around Xu Lening's shoulders, "Haicheng doesn't want to, so we can visit her during the holidays."

Xu Lening nodded.

Yes, not far, they can go and see her too.

After Mu Ge's figure completely disappeared from his eyes, the two returned the same way.

Haicheng, half-mountain villa——

There should have been several people who needed to go to the Emperor early in the morning, but now they were busy in the kitchen wearing aprons, and even drove out all the servants, leaving only the chef.

The son was held by the confinement wife and watched outside the kitchen.

The little baby also seemed to know that her mother came back today, and she was very happy in the morning and never stopped smiling.

Huo Yichen looked at the prepared ingredients, his thin lips curved gracefully and charmingly.

This lofty man, who can wrap a corpse in horse leather by raising his hands, let go of all his fame, and turned into the most ordinary and ordinary man in the world, personally cooking the first meal for his wife who had been away for many days after returning home.

Huo Yichen's cooking skills are not bad, so in order to avoid accidents, he deliberately left the chef of the Banshan Villa.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, accompanied by the son's "laughter" as if he was cheering for his father.

A meal with extra care, a few hours passed in the blink of an eye.Huo Yichen took off his gloves, leaving the kitchen staff to stare, and turned to go out by himself.

After washing his hands and changing his clothes, he hugged the energetic young man into his arms, raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, "Mom is coming back, so happy?"

The young master is less than half a year old, so he will not answer his question.

But the "giggle" laughter that sounded immediately seemed to be a response, causing the man who had never been emotional to let out a chuckle.

If someone passes by the father and son at this moment, they will find that the smiles are very similar.

It was a missing smile.

There is still more than an hour before the plane arrives. Today, the weather in Haicheng is fine and the sun is shining brightly. When the flowers are in full bloom, Huo Yichen takes his son to the garden for a walk. The pace is slow. The father and son appear in the garden. The focus is not on walking.

Because Huo Yichen hugged his son and sat on the lawn of the garden without taking a few steps.

He hooked his son's little hand, thinking that he would take his son to the airport to pick up his wife home later, if she saw the two of them, what kind of surprise would it be?

At this moment, Huo Yichen never thought that the person who went to the airport to pick up the plane and was surprised was not his wife but himself.

Of course, these are things for later.

Besides, now, because of thinking of his wife, the usual indifferent man's brows and eyes seem to be stained with spring, "Do you think your mother will run over happily when she sees us?"

"Heck..." As if in response, the young master grabbed one of his father's fingers with his soft fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.

Huo Yichen would not let him succeed, let him hold him but he couldn't move forward.

Because he couldn't eat his fingers, the son was a little disappointed, and looked at his father pitifully with a pair of pupils that were very similar to her mother's.

These eyes are his weakness, he is funny, the little guy "knows" how to "deal with" him at a young age, he pulls out his finger, and taps on his forehead, "This trick, only your mother can use."

The young master didn't understand what his father meant, he only thought that his father was playing with him, his big clean and pure eyes rolled around, and his little hands even waved to catch his father's big hands.

The father and son were playing in the garden for a while, and the servants working around could hear laughter from time to time.

One sound is immature, one sound is mellow.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon when we went to the airport to pick up Mu Geunge.

The plane arrived at [-]:[-]pm.

Huo Yichen has a tall and straight figure, comparable to the slender figure of an international supermodel, black handmade leather shoes, a custom-made suit, and a long trench coat of the same color as the jacket. His elegant and dignified appearance is enough to attract the attention of passengers passing through the airport.

Of course, part of the attention he received today was because of the little figure carved in jade in his arms.

Nestled in his father's arms, so small but so delicate that people can't take their eyes off.

With such an excellent father, it is hard for a child not to be beautiful.

But what makes people feel soft is the child's pure and clear eyes.

Different from his father's deep and sharp, it should be very similar to his mother.

Passengers who don't know Huo Yichen are lucky enough to witness it, and they will think, what kind of excellent and perfect woman can make such an excellent man bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

What a beautiful woman can give birth to a child with such beautiful eyes.

"Huo Yichen!" Someone recognized the figure striding away with the child in front of him, covered his lips and exclaimed.

The outside world has been rumored that Mrs. Huo gave birth to "Dragon Son" at the beginning of the year. The mother and son lived in a villa in the middle of the mountain. There has never been a blurred back.

Only at Lin Yue's press conference, Mrs. Huo's flat belly told everyone the fact that "Dragon Son" had indeed been born.

But the husband and wife are top-notch in keeping secrets and protecting the child tightly, so the sensation caused by seeing Huo Yichen appearing in the airport with a child in his arms for the first time can be imagined.

There are more and more people stopping at the airport, but no one dares to take a sneak shot, because there are "sinister" bodyguards in the entourage, and the eyes of each bodyguard are like the most sophisticated instruments in the world, making it difficult for anyone who tries to take a sneak shot There is nowhere to hide.

(End of this chapter)