C142 (1/2)

”Zhuo Xiaoxian, let me ask you again, are you leaving or not?”

Zi Yan looked straight at her son, and said with a fiendish tone.

”Mommy, what's wrong with you? You look so angry. You look very ugly. Be careful, but don't let daddy …”

”Pa!”

Before Xiao Xian could even finish his sentence, Zi Yan angrily slapped her son.

Zi Yan did not know what had happened to her, she only knew that her eyes were hurting, her head was hurting, and she dragged her son onto the carriage.

Zhao Kai and Leng Xin had no idea what was going on and wanted to give chase, but Zi Yan's car had already started moving.

When the couple asked the daughter, the daughter also said she didn't know.

But Zi Yan driving back to New York like this was very dangerous, although the car wasn't long, but if there was a car accident, how would they explain it to Zhuo Weiting?

He wanted to chase after her, but Zi Yan was so angry that he feared chasing after her would be useless. After thinking about it again and again, Leng Xin decided to call Zhuo Wei Ting directly and ask him to solve Zi Yan's problem.

”Mommy, I'm sorry.”

After getting on the car, Xiao Xian did not cry and only apologized to Zi Yan. Did he not know what he did wrong?

Zi Yan ignored her son, her tears already blurring her vision. Even now, she was still in shock and unable to wake up.

”Mommy, on the phone.”

Zi Yan's phone kept ringing, but she didn't take it. Only then did Xiao Xian remind her.

Noticing that Zi Yan did not say a word, Xiao Xian did not dare to pick up the phone. After the call ended, it rang again after a while.

”Mommy, could it be daddy?”

Xiao Xian said softly.

In those six years in the dark, he had learned to be silent. He was not as inquisitive as the other children.

At this moment, Zi Yan's mood had calmed down a lot, but she didn't pick up the phone. She knew that it was definitely Leng Xin and the rest, so she just switched off the phone.

After that, the interior of the car became silent. Other than the breathing of Zi Yan and her son, there was no other sound. Xiao Xian looked out the window, not knowing how to comfort his mother.

About two hours later, a familiar car appeared directly in front of them, parked in the middle of the road, with a man standing in front of it.

”Mommy, Daddy, Daddy.”

Seeing Zhuo WeiTing standing in the middle of the road, the repressed feelings of filial piety finally burst out.

Zi Yan also stopped the car by the side of the road, got off the car and saw Zhuo Weitang, then rushed over.

”Wuwuwu …” ”Hubby...”

She couldn't tell what she was thinking, but all of a sudden she felt abandoned, as if she had suddenly aged, as if her son had actually fallen for a girl.

”Yan'er, what's going on?”

Zhuo Weiteng was baffled when he received Leng Xin's call, but when he heard that Zi Yan was dragging his son home in anger, he rushed over.

Zi Yan was just crying and didn't answer Zhuo WeiTing.

”Xiao Xian, did you make Mommy angry?”

Zhuo Weitong stared at the filial piety of the car as he asked.

Xiao Xian shook his head, not daring to speak. He had no idea what was going on.

He and Kiki had been reading the script, the script for the next scene, and Uncle Zhao had said that he would be allowed to play the lead role as a child, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it well, so he had rehearsed it with Kiki first, only to find that Mommy had rushed over and pulled him.

”Yan'er, stop crying. Tell me, what happened?”

Zhuo Wei Ting gently patted Zi Yan's back as he asked.

”Cough, cough, A-Ting, it's already midnight. Don't tell me the three of you are planning to stand here for the night?”

Liu Lei, who had been sleeping in the car, was woken up. He didn't understand what a woman had to cry about.

”Xiao Xian, let's go. Evening is exactly the time for lovers. If you don't mind, I'll let you have the road for your father and mother.”

Liu Lei got out of the car and held onto Xiao Xian's hand, intending to take him away first.

Zhuo Weitang nodded to Xiao Xian, indicating that he and Liu Lei should go first.

After Liu Lei brought Xiao Xian away, Zi Yan was still crying in Zhuo Weitang's arms.

”Wife, what happened?”

Zhuo Weitang helped Zi Yan to sit by the roadside and helped her to her own sleeves.

”Hubby, today I... I saw my filial piety today. ”

Zi Yan choked with sobs and told Zhuo Wei Ting the whole story.

”Wife, it shouldn't be that bad for your son to kiss Qi Qi, right?”

Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan with a puzzled expression. He really couldn't understand, could Zi Yan be sad because her son kissed Qi Qi?

”Hubby, you didn't see, back then …” At that time, his son even said that he would marry Qi Qi when he grew up. Before he was eight years old, he started picking up girls when he was eight years old. In the future … ”What should we do in the future?”

Thinking about it now, Zi Yan was still trembling in fear.

”Wifey, you're thinking too much. You also said that your son isn't even eight years old yet, how could he …” What if he tried to pick up a girl? Have you asked Xiao Xian? ”

Zhuo Wei Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had thought that this was just a small matter.

”Do you still want to ask? He kissed Qi Qi, and... ”

Zi Yan's voice stopped, now that she calmed down, it seemed like she was too impulsive, how could she use an adult's way of thinking on a child?

Without another word, Zi Yan took out her phone and called Leng Xin.

She remembered that last time, Leng Xin said that she would let Xiao Xian perform another movie. Could it be …

”Wife, you're too nervous. Your son is still young, how can your thoughts be so complicated?”

Seeing Zi Yan hang up the phone in disappointment, Zhuo Wei Ting shook his head helplessly.

”Hubby, I hit my son.”

Zi Yan looked at her right hand. Since young, she had never fought against anyone before, but today, she had beaten her son.