I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 232: Zhao Huan's Fault

Chapter 232: Zhao Huan’s Fault

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The two of them were speechless.

Han Qiao was very good at speaking, and Zhao Huan was also good at doing things.

However, the two of them were sitting on the chair in silence.

The tea was cold.

Only then did Zhao Huan say softly, “What’s your sister’s name again? Han Xiang, right? She went to my house today and told me that my son, He Cheng, is in Heng Manor. I specially came to verify if it’s true.”

Han Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

She was surprised that Han Xiang, that stupid thing, was involved again.

Yesterday, Han Xiaohong’s child was one month old, and she gave him a very expensive one-month-old gift. It must have hurt Han Xiang’s greedy heart.

She wanted to make things difficult for her.

Then, she went to Zhao Huan’s house to talk nonsense.

“Didn’t you already know? You saw him on the street during the Dragon Boat Festival, didn’t you?” Han Qiao probed.

It had been so many days, but Zhao Huan had not come to visit.

She guessed that Zhao Huan had no intention of taking her son back. Even if Zhao Huan wanted to, she would not easily take the child away, especially if Han Qiao was not willing to let him go.

Zhao Huan was divorced, so the family property belonged to Zhao Huan, but the child belonged to He Hong. This should have been written in the divorce letter, and Heng Yi said that He Hong had gone to the government office to record it.

The child wasn’t mistreated in the Heng Manor. On the contrary, he was taken good care of.

They were also entrusted by He Hong to take care of the child. Even if Zhao Huan was the biological mother, it would not be easy for her to take the child away.

Of course, if Zhao Huan truly loved her son, she would have come to visit him long ago.

She probably came here today intending to make things difficult for her.

“Duan Yue, ask Nanny to bring Cheng’er over.”

Who didn’t know how to create trouble?

Zhao Huan’s face immediately lit up with joy as she looked towards the door.

Soon, He Cheng was brought over. He ran and shouted for his mother from afar.

“Mother, mother, I’m here!”

Then, a chubby figure ran into the room.

Zhao Huan stood up.

She looked at He Cheng with reddened eyes.

In the end, He Cheng only looked at her indifferently. He had already forgotten about her.

Or rather, he did not remember her at all.

He Cheng ran to Han Qiao and stopped in his tracks. He slowly snuggled into Han Qiao’s arms and called out sweetly, “Mother! Mother, do you miss Cheng’er? Cheng’er misses Mother and Little Brother too.”

He was fair and chubby, and his eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

He leaned into Han Qiao’s arms and carefully touched Han Qiao’s stomach. He giggled and said, “Mother, little brother kicked me!”

Every day, he read and learned from his older brother and sisters. He Cheng became talkative and now he could express his thoughts better.

He also had learned a lot of vocabulary.

Looking at the scene of a loving mother and filial son, Zhao Huan could not help but shed tears.

“Cheng’er?”

Zhao Huan couldn’t believe it. It had only been a short time, and her son had already forgotten her.

He recognized someone else as her mother.

He Cheng looked at Zhao Huan and leaned deeper into Han Qiao’s arms, “Mother, why is that auntie crying?”

“…” Han Qiao wanted to laugh.

Zhao Huan wanted to make things difficult for her, but in the end, she was the one who got stabbed.

She felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

“Cheng’er, I’m your mother.”

“No way! This is my mother. You’re a liar and a beggar. You better stay away from me, or I’ll call for guards!” He Cheng berated the older woman.

She learned all these words from Han Chi.

Han Chi told him that strangers were all liars and Pai Hua Zi0.

He Cheng didn’t even know what “Pai Hua Zi” was, but he knew it wasn’t referring to good people.

A muddle-headed child who spoke according to his heart inflicts the most pain.

Zhao Huan was heartbroken.

She slowly sat down on the chair and looked at Han Qiao pleadingly.

Han Qiao did not sympathize with Zhao Huan.

She had brought this upon herself.

Back then, He Hong treated Zhao Huan quite well. When he divorced his wife, he also gave her money. At that time, he was also testing whether Zhao Huan valued money or her own child.

If she didn’t want money and wanted He Cheng, they might have reconciled.

However, Zhao Huan chose money.

“Our Cheng’er is so smart. Go study with your brothers and sisters.”

“Okay, Mom, let’s have lunch together.”

Han Qiao nodded.

“I want to eat grilled fis.h.!.+”

“We ate that yesterday. We can’t eat that today.”

He Cheng tilted his head and thought for a while, “Then I’ll eat the roast duck. It’ll be wrapped in shredded cuc.u.mber and dough. Mother, help me wrap it later!”

“Alright.” Han Qiao touched his face, “Go on now.”

He Cheng nodded obediently.

When he left, he pa.s.sed by Zhao Huan. He wanted to comfort her, but he said, “Don’t cry. You look so ugly when you cry.”

Then, he ran away.

Zhao Huan felt as if her heart was void.

The pain she felt was as if someone had stabbed her.

She looked at Han Qiao, “Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied now that you’ve taught my son to be so unfriendly to me?”

Han Qiao smiled.

Looking at Zhao Huan, whose face was filled with tears, she laughed mockingly.

She didn’t even have the mood to beat a drowning dog.

She and Zhao Huan had no blood feud, let alone friends.h.i.+p.

What Zhao Huan had done was not harmful to her at all. It was just disgusting.

Han Qiao thought so and said so.

“I have no blood feud with you, nor do 1 have any irreconcilable conflicts. What you did only made people feel disgusted. You are just a woman who regards money as her life and doesn’t have much knowledge. Why are you crying in front of me? Aren’t you the one who chose to abandon your husband and son? I didn’t ask you to steal that money. You should blame yourself for being too greedy.”

“You said that I deliberately taught He Cheng to be like that. Then you really have no conscience to say such words.”

“That day, He Hong brought that child to my house and said that he was penniless and couldn’t live with the child at all. He asked us to raise the child for him and even borrowed money from us. Since then, we have heard no news from him.”

“During his absence, we have been responsible for the child’s food, clothing, and clothes. We have never been harsh on him. His brother and sisters have treated him well, and we have also treated him as our own. We have taught him what he should, guided him when he should, and reprimanded him when he should. He was so young and did not know anything. He relied on adults to guide him. If we torture him, will he happily run into my arms? Will he so willingly call me mother so sweetly? That two-year-old child is eloquent and quick-witted.”

“Isn’t everything he can do now taught by my family? Do you think that he can grow so big and be so precious just by talking to him?”

“Besides, as his biological mother, it’s not like you just found out that he’s in Heng Manor today. Didn’t you find out during the Dragon Boat Festival?” “You haven’t come for so long. What are you doing here today? Can’t take it anymore? When he’s older and truly sensible, it’s his business whether he chooses to acknowledge you or not. It’s also his business whether he wants to leave and stay with you.”

“But before he turns sixteen, don’t disturb him or appear in front of him.”

“As long as I hold onto him, you can forget about taking him away.”

“You should leave. Don’t come crying to my door in the future. It’s bad luck.”