Murong Yi raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his expression was extraordinarily serious, without any trace of lying.
Lu Zimo froze in place: "Xiaoyi, you¡ª"
What Xiaoyi said was right. In five years, they had grown up, and they were no longer the little children who followed her, were full of dependence on her, and had to kiss and hug her every day.
They have become big children, with their own independent thinking and action ability.
Just, why?
Why did Xiaoyi and the others do this? They knew that the person who made the mistake was their father, but now they still want to force her to divorce Fu Yuanxi.
Why are they doing this?
Murong Yi watched her standing there motionless, refusing to get in the car, and gradually lost his patience: "Mom, get in the car! This is Europe, the territory of the Murong family, you have no choice."
A child who is only ten years old should be the most carefree age in elementary school, but his face has an extra maturity that shouldn't be there.
Lu Zimo stepped forward distressedly, and gently took her son into her arms: "Xiaoyi, tell mom, what happened? Mom will help you solve it."
Mother's embrace is still as happy and warm as in the dream.
If it wasn't for grandma making trouble for no reason at the beginning, or for father being confused and confused, they should be the happiest children in the world, just like elder sister Yue Yue and Lu Xinyang, who are loved by their parents.
It's just that time can't go back.
They can never go back to the happy five years ago.
Murong Yi felt sad, his eyes became redder, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, staining Lu Zimo's clothes: "Mom, just promise me to remarry Dad! We all want to be a family together.
We want to have parents like other children. Woohoo! "
After all, it was a child. As he spoke, Murong Yi couldn't help crying anymore.
The son's crying made Lu Zimo completely collapse. She hugged Murong Yi and began to cry: "Okay, Xiao Yi, Mom won't ask any more questions. Mom won't ask anything. Mom stays in Europe to accompany you."
She owed these three children too much.
Murong Yi raised his head from her embrace, with tears still on his face: "So you agree to divorce Uncle Fu and remarry Dad?"
"I¡ª¡ª"
Facing his son's expectations, Lu Zimo didn't want to hurt his heart, so she raised her hand to help him wipe away tears: "Xiaoyi, mother promised you to stay first, but divorcing Uncle Fu is not as simple as you think.
The consent of Uncle Fu is required. See if this works, you first give me back my mother's cell phone, and I will call Uncle Fu to discuss it. "
As soon as she got on the plane, the three sons took her mobile phone.
Intuition told her that this matter must not be simple, and there must be something she doesn't know about it.
Therefore, she can only stabilize her son in this way, and find a way to contact Fu Yuanxi before talking.
Anyway, the other party was Murong Ling, the biological father of her child, and she didn't want to make things too serious unless it was absolutely necessary.
It's just that, five years later, she underestimated her son's IQ.
Murong Yi guessed what she was thinking all of a sudden, and the expression on his face instantly became indifferent and disappointed.
He pushed Lu Zimo away, raised his hand to wipe away tears indiscriminately, took a step back, and said in a cold voice, "Mom, you want to contact Uncle Fu and let him and the uncles come to rescue you, right?
You never thought about divorcing him, did you? "
"I¡ª" After being seen through by his son, Lu Zimo was speechless.
Murong Yi stopped looking at her, turned around and told the bodyguard without any emotion: "Please get my mother in the car."
Two agile bodyguards immediately stepped forward and forced Lu Zimo into the car.
Murong Yi sat in the co-pilot's seat: "Drive!"
The night outside the window was dark, and the car was speeding on the road.
"Xiao Yi, where are you taking me? I want to see your father!"
Lu Zimo sat in the back row, with a burly bodyguard sitting on the left and right sides, feeling full of oppression.
Murong Yi glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "I've already said that my father doesn't know anything. When you divorce Uncle Fu and remarry him, you will naturally meet."
The tone is indifferent and serious like an adult.
"You don't let me contact Uncle Fu, how are we going to get a divorce?"
The son in front of him made Lu Zimo feel extremely strange. (remember this siteAddress: www.hlnovel.com