SeptemberSnowfall

After Lin Qi married into the Huo family, the entire Huo family was eagerly awaiting her to give birth to an heir for the ailing young master.
She originally thought that marrying Huo Tingdong meant she was destined to be a widow, never expecting that her vegetative husband would suddenly awaken.
Overnight, with a divorce agreement, she became a discarded woman of the wealthy family but suddenly disappeared from Beijing.
Seven years later, she returns with two powerful sons by her side, with countless people lining up wanting to be the stepfather of these children.
The most regrettable thing Huo Tingdong ever did was to force that little ancestor to sign the divorce agreement. To win her back, the once all-powerful man poured his heart into appeasing her, pampering her to no end, but the two sons were determined to be his biggest obstacles.
Eldest son: "Daddy! Your posture while kneeling on the washboard isn't as handsome as mine!"
Youngest son: "Daddy! Your speed at swiping cards isn't as fast as mine!"
Huo Tingdong never expected that the biggest hindrances on his path to win back his wife would be these two little treasures!

The Baby I Lost Is Actually with My Ex-Husband!

Han suddenly reached out his hand as if bewitched, grabbing towards the chicken wings in the pot.


Momo immediately slapped his hand away, "Dummy! It's hot!"


Only then did Han come to his senses, retracting his hand. He knew it was hot, but the aroma had simply led him astray, as if possessed by a demon.


Lin Qi wanted to laugh, but couldn't. She just slightly strained to curl her lips, "Han, don't rush. When they're ready, I'll serve you the first chicken wing, okay?"


All children are greedy for tasty food, it's instinctive.


Momo, extremely sensitive, noticed Lin Qi's low spirits, "Mommy, are you feeling upset?"


Lin Qi froze, then immediately smiled, attempting to hide the loneliness in her eyes, "No, Mommy is not feeling upset."


Momo looked at the stiffness in her facial muscles, but said no more.


Han sat eagerly by the dining table, constantly watching the entrance, as if waiting for Huo Tingdong.


Chapter 80: Tingdong, do you want me to be well?