Step Aside, My CEO Ex-Husband!-Chapter 933 - 934: You’re Not My Mom!

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Chapter 933: Chapter 934: You’re Not My Mom!

He hated this mom, hated her from the very beginning!

Always saying bad things about dad and mom, it’s so annoying!

"He En, what mom said is the truth!" Song Yi suppressed her anger and spoke nicely to He En, how could this little guy dare to scold her at just four years old, what would happen when he grows up!

Really don’t know how Lin Xiaoting taught the child, actually taught him to be so disrespectful!

Once she takes the child back, she must properly discipline He En!

"You’re not my mom! Get out now!" He En was very angry, dad and mom love him the most!

Even if there’s a little sister, they will definitely love him, they won’t dislike him!

The door opened as Lin Xiaoting returned with groceries, she heard He En’s voice from outside the door.

She closed the door, changed her shoes, and walked into the living room: "Baby En, what were you just saying?"

"Mom!" He En was very happy to see his mom, running over to hug her leg, mom loved him the most!

"Throwing a tantrum again, weren’t you? I heard your voice outside just now! No fussing around, got it?" Lin Xiaoting squatted down, raising her hand to wipe the sweat off He En’s forehead.

She gently reproached him for the way he spoke to Song Yi earlier, also gently telling him to apologize to Song Yi.

It’s wrong to talk to mom like that, an apology is needed!

"Mom, I know I was wrong, I won’t do it again." He En admitted his mistake with his head down, he couldn’t make mistakes!

What if he made mom angry and she didn’t like him anymore!

"It was nothing just now, just playing around with He En!" Song Yi quickly spoke up to explain for the child.

"Playing around isn’t okay either, He En, quickly apologize to mom!"

"Okay!" He En nodded, turned to face Song Yi, and said gloomily, "Mom, He En knows he was wrong, I won’t talk to you like that anymore."

"Mom doesn’t mind..." Song Yi was happy her son was sensible, but also felt sad.

He En actually listened to Lin Xiaoting so much, as if they were the mother and child, and she was just a stranger...

Song Yi stayed for a while before leaving, and after she left, He En was very happy!

Finally not having to see that annoying mom, great!

When it was time to make dinner, he hovered around Lin Xiaoting, wanting to help pick vegetables and throw away the trash.

Lin Xiaoting frowned, what was up with this child today!

Although he usually helped her with things, it was only when she asked him to, after all he was young and loved to play.

Today, he actually wanted to help on his own, not even playing!

This was not normal, too strange!

After getting all the dishes ready, they just waited for He Jun to come back before they could start dinner.

She sat in the living room watching TV, and He En played by himself in his room.

When she dozed off, He En came out and quickly grabbed a blanket to cover her.

The little guy’s clumsy actions still woke her up.

"Baby En is so good, he knows to cover mom with a blanket!" Lin Xiaoting praised him.

"Mom, I’ll go get you some fruit to eat!" he said and then jumped off the sofa, running to the kitchen.

Lin Xiaoting frowned, what was up with this child today? Why was he so strange?

"Clang~ Bang~" The sound of something falling in the kitchen, it seemed like a knife!

Lin Xiaoting took off the blanket, didn’t bother putting on shoes, and quickly walked to the kitchen. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

She saw He En sitting on the floor crying, with blood coming from the top of his foot.

"Mom~" He En saw his mom and couldn’t hold back his big sobs.

"He En! How could you hold a knife!" Lin Xiaoting’s eyes reddened with heartache, rushing to pick He En up and bring him to the living room.

Letting him sit on the sofa, she opened the drawer under the coffee table to take out the medical kit.

"Baby En, bear with it a bit! Mom will take you to the hospital in a minute!" She took off He En’s sock, hands trembling as she hurriedly pressed cotton on He En’s wound.