Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Hua Mo stepped forward, stood with Song Hanqing, smiled and raised his lips to look at Song Aotian, "Song Xiaodie is with me, it has nothing to do with him."

"At your place?" Song Aotian was obviously angry.

Hua Mo smiled lightly, "Song Xiaodie sneaked out, met me on the side of the road, and lived in my house. If Uncle Song doesn't believe it, he can send someone to investigate."

"This matter has nothing to do with Song Hanqing."

It's not that Song Aotian doesn't believe in Hua Mo, it's just that he is too worried about Song Xiaodie, that's why he...
He stared at Song Hanqing and sighed, "Since you know Xiaodie's whereabouts, why don't you tell me, you child?"

Song Hanqing didn't change his face, looking at Song Aotian was like looking at a stranger, "It's not necessary."

After finishing speaking, he took Hua Mo's hand and walked out.

While walking, he said coldly, "Seeing off the guests."

Hua Mo was dragged into the garden by him.

The two stood in the middle of the garden, watching Song Aotian leave.

Hua Mo couldn't help but glanced at Song Hanqing sideways, and found that there was an unexplainable obscurity in his brows and eyes, and opened his mouth after deliberation, "You obviously long for father's love, and I don't think Uncle Song treats you that much." Heartless, why don't you try to relax!"

Song Hanqing smiled lowly, "I'm not his biological son, no matter what, I can't match the blood relationship."

Hua Mo frowned, "Then where are your biological parents? Don't you want to go and look for them?"

"Looking at you, you should have known for a long time that they are not your biological parents. After so many years, with your ability, it should be easy to find your biological parents."

As soon as Hua Mo said this, Song Hanqing immediately sneered, "It's just a stranger, what are you talking about?"

"But today, why do you talk so much? Why, have pity on me?"

Hua Mo shook his head.

After being reminded by Song Hanqing, she suddenly realized that she really talked too much today.

Song Hanqing's parents have nothing to do with her.

What does she worry about this nosy business.

Hua Mo replied with flickering eyes, "Just talking casually, I'll go and see Song Heng first."

"Momo." Song Hanqing stretched out his hand to hold Hua Mo, but he did not use any force, but gently hooked her.

The fine and thin calluses on his hands, when he grabbed her, rubbed her, making Hua Mo's heart a little confused.

Hua Mo didn't speak.

Song Hanqing said with a muffled voice, "I have something to show you."

Hua Mo frowned deeply, "What?"

Song Hanqing let go of Hua Mo's hand, "Follow me."

After all, turn around and walk forward.

After walking two steps, seeing Hua Mo still standing there, he turned to look at her again, "Aren't you following?"

Hua Mo came to his senses and stepped up to follow.

Song Hanqing brought Hua Mo to the study room, took out a file bag from the drawer and handed it to Hua Mo.

"I know you've been looking for this."

Hua Mo opened the file bag and took a few glances, his face turned pale.

Song Hanqing said slowly, "The reason why you hate me so much is because you think that the death of your parents was related to me when I bought Hua'an Group, right?"

"Huamo! I really intend to acquire Hua'an Group. Hua'an Group has one or two lines, which are very useful to us, but I didn't force your parents. I gave your parents very generous conditions and promised , The main body of Huaan Group remains the same, I only use those two production lines, your father did not reject me, this is not considered an acquisition, at most it is a cooperation."

"I don't need to kill your parents for this little money. As for why your parents jumped off the building, I don't know the reason. However, Song Hanshan has been promoting the acquisition. You can check it out. During this time, I have been busy with the affairs of country K and have not cared about this matter."

Hua Mo's eyes were red, she bit her lower lip tightly, raised her eyes, her watery eyes looked at Song Hanqing, "Can I ask you a question?"

Song Hanqing raised his lips, "You ask."

Hua Mo took a breath, "Why, you want to do such a poisonous hand to my brother, send someone to kidnap him, and set him on fire, isn't it because he knew that you killed my parents, so you want to poison him? ?”

Song Hanqing sneered when he heard this, "Hua Mo! In your eyes, I, Song Hanqing, am a despicable and shameless person."

"If I want to deal with Hua An, do I need to use these lowly means? I can put him to death if I am upright. He is of no value to me, so I don't need to deal with him."

Hua Mo had actually thought of this a long time ago, but she didn't want to admit it, she didn't want to admit that she still loves Song Hanqing, so she could only tell herself that she hated Song Hanqing, and she couldn't love him.

Two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, Hua Mo's body trembled slightly, his feet were numb, and he fell to the side a little unsteadily.

"Huamo!"

Song Hanqing strode across to protect Hua Mo in his arms, "It's all right."

The corners of Hua Mo's lips were a little chapped. She pushed away Song Hanqing's hand that was supporting her, and took a deep breath while leaning on the table with both hands, then straightened her back, "It's okay."

"Let me go and see Song Heng first."

After Hua Mo finished speaking, he walked out of the study.

Standing at the door of Song Heng's room, she hesitated for a while at the door, her thoughts were very confused.

Luo Xiang saw it, walked over quickly, and took Lahuamo's hand, "Mommy, why don't you go in?"

"By the way, Mommy, what did you just say to Dad?"

Hua Mo was stunned.

When entering the door, Luo Xiang told her to go to the garden to play, she agreed, presumably, she saw her talking to Song Hanqing, and then went into the study.

Seeing that Hua Mo didn't speak, Luo Xiang muttered again, "I see Mommy, you look very bad~"

"Mommy, I'll give you something to make you happy, okay?"

Luo Xiang was mysterious, and suddenly conjured up a blank check and handed it to her.

Hua Mo held the check, his eyes fell on Song Hanqing's signature on it, and he frowned, "Where did you come from?"

Luo Xiang chuckled, "Uncle Song gave it to me! He said that this can be filled in casually."

"Mum, with so much money, you should be happy now."

Hua Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, raised his hand to touch Luo Xiang's quirky little head, shook his head, "You!"

"Okay! Let me go and see Brother Song Heng first! You go to have breakfast. You said you didn't want to eat at home before, so you should want to eat now."

Seeing Hua Mo's smiling face, Luo Xiang felt relieved, "Alright then! I'll obediently go to have breakfast, Mommy, go and do your work!"

Luo Xiang bounced down the stairs.

Hua Mo exhaled secretly, then pushed open the door of Song Heng's room and entered.

When Hua Mo went in, Song Heng hadn't woken up yet, and she was sitting on the stool beside the bed.

As soon as he sat down, Song Heng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Hua Mo, and called out instinctively, "Mommy~"

His voice was soft and waxy, full of sleepiness just waking up, and the sound of a child's milk, like a thunderbolt hitting Hua Mo's heart.

Hua Mo's shoulders trembled, his eyes instantly turned red, "Xiao Heng."