I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 380: Not Just Anyone's Decision

Chapter 380: Not Just Anyone’s Decision

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In the end, Heng Yi carried him out of the carriage.

Then returned after they were done.

However, this child was addicted to playing. He had to pee one moment and pee the next.

According to Heng Yi, he just peed a little.

He liked to go in and out of the carriage. It was fun to go in and out.

Later on, He Cheng also joined in the game.

It was getting hotter and hotter outside. After playing for a while, Han Qiao asked the two children to return to the carriage.

She never thought that Master Yun would chase after her.

Han Qiao was very surprised to see Master Yun, but she knew why he would come. He looked for her because of Zhao Huan.

Master Yun wanted to see how she would deal with that woman.

What could she do? That was He Cheng’s biological mother. Could she really kill her?

He Cheng was still young and ignorant. If she punished his biological mother, what would he think of her when he grew up?

Would he think that his adoptive mother was ruthless?

Or perhaps he had a grudge against her for killing his mother.

Would the child that she had painstakingly raised become her enemy?

This was not what she wanted to see.

This was like using porcelain to hit a mouse, and not using the mouse to attack the container.

“Master Yun, whether Zhao Huan keeps the child or not is your family’s business. As for her instigating someone to poison He Cheng, when He Cheng grows up, he will make his own decision.”

“I only hope that you keep an eye on her in the future. Don’t let her out, and don’t put your hands in my house.”

“If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t let this matter go.”

Was Han Qiao feeling stifled?

Yes!

She looked at He Cheng, who kept staring at her from the carriage.

She could only say that it was not easy to raise other people’s children.

It was only right to raise them well, but if she didn’t, she didn’t fulfill her responsibilities.

Were biological children and adopted children different? Of course, they would be different.

You can hit your own child, but you can’t hit or scold someone else’s child.

“Yes, yes, yes, what Marchioness said is true,” Master Yun was filled with fear and trepidation.

He did not expect Zhao Huan to stir up such a big mess.

“Marchioness, do you think this lowly wife’s child in her womb should stay or go?” Master Yun asked carefully.

“That’s your Yun family’s business. It has nothing to do with me.”

Han Qiao got into the carriage.

It was very hot outside.

In the carriage, He Cheng asked her carefully, “Mother, who is that man?”

A child’s sixth sense was very strong.

Especially when he and Ah-Yao were leaning against the window of the carriage and staring straight at the stranger.

Master Yun also looked over several times.

“An unimportant person.” Han Qiao patted He Cheng’s head.

Seeing that he was nervous, she reached out and hugged him, “Cheng’er, no matter what, you’re always Mother’s little darling.”

When He Cheng heard this, his little face was instantly filled with happiness.

Ah-Yao also squeezed into Han Qiao’s arms, “Baby! Baby!”

Han Qiao smiled and pinched his cheek, “Yes, Ah-Yao is my little baby.”

Children were forgetful.

He Cheng was still sick yesterday, but he was full of energy today. He could even play hide-and-seek with Ah-Yao in the carriage.

The two children were sweating profusely.

Zeng Qin’er turned her head to take a look. She wasn’t very interested.

If Zeng Bao’er was here, she would join in the fun.

Han Qiao looked at Zeng Qin’er worriedly.

The child seemed to have calmed down in an instant.

She was mature in the past, but she was completely different now.

“Qin’er.”

“Madam.” Zeng Qin’er quickly responded.

She was obedient and steady.

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking about the first time I saw you. You were still a lively and cheerful little girl.”

“I’m also very lively and cheerful now. It’s just that I’ve grown up and have to be more sensible.” Zeng Qin’er said as she approached Han Qiao and held her arm.

She no longer remembered her mother.

She had completely forgotten whether her mother had treated her well or not.

Father never spoke ill of Mother.

Grandpa and Grandma never talked about her.

They only said that everything was fate and not at all controlled by people.

They told her not to think too much..