Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Song Hanqing walked over slowly, knelt down and hugged Luo Xiang affectionately, "Do you like it?"

Luo Xiang nodded happily, "Well, it's so beautiful~"

"Like a castle!"

Song Hanqing smiled and patted her little head, "As long as you like it, come and sit down and eat."

"En." Luo Xiang hummed twice, then turned her head to pull Huamo's hand.

Hua Mo was stunned for half a second, but still reached out and took Luo Xiang's hand.

The three sat down in their seats.

Soon, someone walked in with a bouquet of bright red roses and handed it to Hua Mo.

"Miss, this is the rose that Mr. Song ordered to send you."

Hua Mo glanced at the roses handed over, frowned, and declined politely, "I'm sorry! I'm allergic to pollen, please take some away, otherwise I might have to go to the hospital later."

After saying these words, the person who gave the flowers also trembled, and subconsciously looked at Song Hanqing, asking for his instructions.

Song Hanqing moved his eyelashes slightly, signaling for him to take the flowers away.

Seeing this, Luo Xiang couldn't help pinching Hua Mo's elbow, and muttered twice, "I remember Mommy, you are not allergic to pollen!"

Hua Mo didn't speak, and in the next second, she saw Song Heng appearing at the door from the corner of her eye. Seeing Song Heng staring at her, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Song Heng was sent here by Lin Shen. He came in a hurry. He was only wearing thin clothes, a green knitted jacket and a white T-shirt. It was a bit cold at night in Fengcheng, and he shivered twice. .

Song Hanqing immediately got up and walked towards him, carried him towards the dining table, and put him on the seat next to him.

"Brother Song Heng."

Seeing Song Heng coming, Luo Xiang was very excited, and called him with a smile.

Song Heng stared at Luo Xiang without saying a word, his eyes fell on Hua Mo inadvertently.

Hua Mo, who was stared at by him, couldn't help but move a few times, carefully noticed Song Heng's trembling little movements, and quickly called the waiter, "Bring a blanket for me."

"Okay." Hearing the sound, the waiter hurriedly took a blanket from the rest room and handed it to Hua Mo.

Hua Mo took it and handed it directly to Song Heng, speaking without any emotion, "You seem to be very cold, take a blanket and cover it up! Now that the weather is getting colder, you should wear more clothes when you go out."

Song Heng looked at the blanket that Hua Mo handed over, but dared not accept it.

Holding the corner of the table with her small hands, the corners of her lips were tightly pursed, staring at Hua Mo.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Hua Mo didn't want to say anything, and wanted to take it back, but Song Hanqing suddenly stretched out his hand and took the blanket in Hua Mo's hand, and said with a light smile, "If you don't say anything, I will I haven't even noticed yet! Momo, you are so careful."

As Song Hanqing said, he conveniently put the blanket on Song Heng's body.

Probably because it was really cold, Song Heng didn't say anything, just sat quietly.

Song Hanqing nagged Song Heng, "What do you want in the future, or if you feel uncomfortable, remember to say it directly, don't let people guess, you understand?"

Song Heng replied obediently, "Well, I see."

Song Hanqing continued, "Thank you, Auntie."

Song Heng then looked at Hua Mo, stared at her and said seriously, "Thank you."

Hua Mo didn't speak, but turned his gaze to Luo Xiang, carefully spread the tablecloth for her, and gathered her coat.

Song Heng was so envious, he had no choice but to gather his clothes twice.

The four of them sat next to each other, under the orange light, they looked extraordinarily warm, like a warm family of four.

Song Hanqing focused his eyes on Hua Mo, stared at her for a moment, took the menu on the table casually, and handed it to her, "Look, what do you want to eat, Luo Xiang has some things that you can't eat, I don't know , you order first."

Hua Mo breathed a sigh of relief, ordered a few dishes casually, and then greeted the waiter, "Steam pork ribs with pumpkin, don't put chopped green onion in the lotus soup."

Song Hanqing listened, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Luo Xiang doesn't like chopped green onions? What a coincidence, Song Heng doesn't like chopped green onions either."

When Hua Mo heard this, he couldn't help but focus on Song Heng.

What Luo Xiang said in the car just now sounded in his ear, she has many similarities with Song Heng, she shook her head a little, took a deep breath, Hua Mo directly handed back the menu in her hand to Song Hanqing, "I've already ordered gone."

Song Hanqing took it, ordered a few more dishes, and lowered his head to ask Song Heng, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Song Heng shook his head, "I don't have anything to eat, just eat whatever you want."

Hua Mo casually glanced at Song Heng.

She has always had a good impression of Song Heng. Although this child was born to Qin Yu, his personality is completely different from Qin Yu's, and even Song Hanqing's personality is different.

If it's true, it's like
It's not that Hua Mo is narcissistic, she really thinks that Song Heng's sullen personality is quite similar to her childhood.

"Luo Xiang likes carrot cake very much, would you like to have some too?"

Hua Mo looked at Song Heng and said warmly.

Song Heng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he hesitated and replied, "Okay."

Hua Mo smiled, greeted the waiter and ordered another carrot cake.

After ordering, the dinner fell silent again.

None of the four spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Hua Mo felt a little bored, so he took a sip of the tea in front of him.

Soon, the dishes came up one after another, Hua Mo took care of Luo Xiang, put a piece of food into the small bowl in front of Luo Xiang, Yu Guang saw that Song Heng couldn't reach it, so he helped to pick up a small piece of ribs into his bowl.

Song Heng looked at the pork ribs in his bowl, his hand holding the chopsticks was shaking.

From childhood to adulthood, except for Daddy, almost no one has served him food.

Daddy is busy with work, and they rarely have time to eat together.

so.
Song Heng squeezed the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Luo Xiang enjoying himself, and felt envious in his heart.

It must be wonderful to be able to grow up in the love of mommy!
Luo Xiang ate with relish, seeing that Song Heng hadn't moved his chopsticks, he said, "This pork rib is really delicious, Brother Song Heng, why don't you eat it!"

"Oh, I'll eat." Song Heng said in a muffled voice, picked up the ribs in the bowl, and stuffed them into his mouth.

When the meal was almost finished, Luo Xiang was attracted by the amusement facilities next to him, and forced Song Heng to play there.

Song Heng had no choice but to go there with Luo Xiang.

At the dining table, only Hua Mo and Song Hanqing were left.

Hua Mo ate very little, put down his chopsticks after a few bites, and looked at Luo Xiang from time to time.

Song Hanqing picked up a small piece of steak and put it on the plate in front of Huamo, and suddenly said softly, "Do you think that Song Heng is quite similar to you?"

As soon as Song Hanqing said this, Hua Mo was stunned for a moment, and stared at him with a frown, "What do you mean?"

Song Hanqing's lips moved slightly, "Hua Mo, I have something to tell you."