The ceo's doting wife

Xia Yuwei did not continue to speak and allowed him to hold his hands.

The two of them returned to the car. Song Sihang took out the emergency medicine box and disinfected her like hydrogen peroxide.

The medicine hurt so much that she only wanted to retract her hand, but he still forcefully pressed it down. "Disinfect it. Bacterial infections are troublesome."

She looked at him with a serious face and did not say a word, allowing him to help her with the wound...

On the way home, Han Haoxuan was upset by yaxin's words.

He was already thinking about a lot of questions, but on the other hand, he was still convinced that how could his mother deceive him?

But now that he had arrived at the summer residence in the military region, it was clear that his firm belief had been shaken.

Xia Chunhong was very happy to see his son. He pushed the wheelchair and walked towards him, "Hao Xuan, why are you here at this time? Have you eaten?"

"Yes." He forced a smile. "I just wanted to see you."

He was filial to his mother, and because of his father, he listened to her even more.

"It's great that mom has a son like you!" Xia Chunhong smiled.

Han Haoxuan had already pushed her to the sofa. Seeing that the water on the tea table was just boiling, he rolled up his sleeves to make tea.

"Mom, why haven't you rested yet?" He came just to take a chance.

"Ah! My leg hurts a little tonight. I can't sleep." She frowned and looked down at her leg, which had been crippled for many years.

"What's wrong? Didn't you take your medicine on time?" Han Haoxuan - the servant became nervous.

Seeing how nervous her son was about her, she felt warm. "I forgot to take my medicine tonight. I'm old. I really can't remember some things."

"Have you taken your medicine now?" He had already made a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea wafted in the air.

"Yes, don't worry. My leg doesn't hurt that much anymore."

She took her son's green tea, took a sip, and put it back on the table.

"Mom." Han Haoxuan looked at his mother hesitantly. The servant did not know how to speak.

"What's wrong?" Xia Chunhong felt that her son had something to say, but she didn't know what it was.

"I want to ask you something." He picked up his own teacup and took a sip.

"Say it!" Xia Chunhong was puzzled. What on earth would make him so hesitant?

"Back then, did dad really have an affair with yaxinde's mother?" Han Haoxuan spoke carefully.

"Hao Xuan, what do you mean by that?" Her face changed. She could have picked up the teacup and put it down without even taking a sip of tea.

"I... Just can't figure it out." Han Haoxuan deliberately hid what Shen Yaxin had said to him.

"Did you hear something?" Xia Chunhong was very sensitive when it came to this. She had a vague uneasiness in her heart, afraid that her son would think too much.

"Hao Xuan, your father had an affair with that bitch back then. Don't you believe me?"

"No, I haven't heard anything, mom. Stop crying." When he saw his mother's tears, his heart felt as if it had been gripped by someone.

"Hao Xuan, you have to believe mom! Would mom still lie to you? It's been so many years, but mom still remembers what happened. If that bitch hadn't seduced you, my leg wouldn't have been in a car accident, and it would have been like this."

Xia Chunhong washed her face with tears and kept brainwashing Han Haoxuan with great excitement.

Her voice kept ringing in his ear, but he didn't hear a word. When he heard his mother's question, he replied, "Yes."

A little, Han Haoxuan left the Xia family with a worried face. When he returned to the villa of the Han family, he saw that the light in the study was still on.

He could not help but stop, his mind replaying yaxin's words.

He had to lift his head and put it down. After several times, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Father han's steady voice came to mind.

He pushed the door open and went in, but he didn't say anything.

Han Linhao was surprised to see his son come to him. "What's wrong?"

Han Haoxuan thought about it, walked over, pulled up the stool and sat down.

Han Linhao knew he had something to say, so he put down his book and took off his reading glasses.

"Dad, I have something to ask you."

In fact, he knew that he should not doubt his mother's words, but, yaxin's words, which were still lingering in her heart, if he did not understand, he would eventually entangle himself to death.

"Ask!" Han Linhao already had a feeling in his heart that he was here for what happened back then.

He put his hands on the table. "What happened to you back then?"

This was probably his first time that the father and son sat down and talked calmly.

In the past, ever since Han Haoxuan became sensible, he hated his father more and more because of the information his mother had instilled in him.

Han Linhao was not surprised because he was mentally prepared. He leaned back and sighed faintly. Instead of answering, he asked, "Why did you suddenly think of these things?"

"I..." Han Haoxuan looked at him faintly, hiding a lot of information. "I just want to know what happened back then."

He skipped Yaxin, skipped his own mother, just to get rid of this - che, listen to his father's answer.

Han Linhao's eyes darkened and he did not ask much. He shifted his gaze and his eyes began to empty.

"Back then, it was actually my fault!" He said slowly.

Han Linhao did not pay much attention to his expression and was completely immersed in his memories.

"At that time, yaxin's mother was a ballet dancer with her own good conditions. I was in love with her, but this was a bad fate."

He paused, looked at Han Haoxuan guiltily, and continued, "At that time, I had to go after qingqiu madly because I loved her. Later, your mother found out that we started quarreling and our relationship became worse and worse. But qingqiu knew that I had a family, so she had to reject me many times. It was just that I was persistent and didn't want to let go."

He sighed, as if he was sighing over the past. "Your mother, you don't know her temperament. She was angry that she drove out when she quarreled with me and got divorced. When I got the call, she was already in the hospital. The doctor said she had an accident, and in the end..."

Recalling this, he said earnestly, "What happened back then had nothing to do with yaxin's mother. She did not seduce me, but I was stubborn, and ultimately led to the tragedy of this family!"

Although it had been so many years, Han Linhao always regretted it when he recalled it.

It was all his fault. He felt that he owed Yaxin and was sorry for the family. It was for this reason that he tolerated xia chunhong's barbarism time and time again.

When Han Haoxuan came out of the study, his father's words were still in his mind.

He stood in front of the french window. The room was engulfed by darkness, and even the moonlight at the corner of the window was almost obliterated.

He stood quietly in front of the window, lonely, hanging in the sky, full of stars, but at this moment he was not interested in appreciating it.

He clenched his hands into fists - his face was filled with grief.

Why, why?

It turned out that it was his mother who lied to him. He listened to his mother and missed the person who hurt him.

Yaxinde's mother had never set foot in their family from the beginning to the end. This was just a false impression made up by her mother. He was blinded.

Yaxin was right - he was always the one who thought he was the one who lost her. Now, is there a chance to make up for it?

Anything else?

Under the same sky, some people could not sleep, while others could sleep well at night.

When the sun broke through the horizon, the sky shone with a brilliant crimson glow that made people squint their eyes, but at the same time, it was also gentle, like a tender little girl.

Shen Yaxin, who had been ill for a few days, had just recovered from his illness. When he woke up today, he still felt very weak. After he got out of bed and pulled open the curtains, he saw that the morning light outside was extremely bright.

She was a doer, washed up, tied her begonia-like long hair into a long ponytail, changed into a pure white sportswear, and went downstairs.

The morning air was very fresh, and as it was not contaminated by all kinds of car dust, it had a faint smell of fishy grass, and the temperature in the morning was still a little cold.

Just as she was about to run, she thought of the man's voice behind her - if it came from a long well - but it was full of energy and a deep voice. "Hey! Little girl, can you fish?"

She thought she wasn't calling him. She didn't turn her head or answer him, so she started running.

But the shoulder - the lower part of it was held down. "Little girl, I was calling you."

Shen Yaxin was baffled and had no choice but to turn his head and see that it was an old man with white hair, but his eyes did not want to look like an old man - cloudy, but full of energy, and yet seething with - a sharp, black casual coat, and a handsome hat on his head.

Why did he give himself the feeling that he was not old enough to be a soldier?

Shen Yaxin frowned and felt that he was thinking too much.

The old man looked at Shen Yaxin in a daze and could not help repeating what he had just said. "Little girl, can you fish?"

Shen Yaxin finally jumped out of his observation and shook his head truthfully.

Now in this fast-paced life, who else would have such leisure and go fishing?

But after what he said, she realized that he was holding two long fishing poles in his hand, a big bucket beside him, and some tools that were so messy that she couldn't even name them.

Maybe those are things for fishing?

When the old man heard this, his handsome face was so heroic that it sank immediately, which was quite admonishing. "You are so young that you can't even fish. You have to be a young man now!"

He shook his head regretfully and said to her, "Little girl, go fishing with me!"

"Ah?" Shen Yaxin exclaimed in surprise.

This old man, why is it so strange? They have never met before, and he actually asked himself to go fishing with him.

No, this is weird!