Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

The neighborhood where the cold lives.

He Han bought a villa and lived here for the past two years. Mrs. He had been here several times before, and it was often He Han who was at home alone.

The car gradually arrived at the end. The lights were on in He Han's villa, and it seemed that someone had already come at home.

Mrs. He got out of the car. She didn't call He Han and opened the door directly. She knew the password of He Han's house, and He Han would notify her every time it was changed.

The door opened, and Mrs. He walked into the front yard and then into the house.

Mrs. He looked around and didn't see He Han, but found a child. Dudu heard the movement behind him, he turned his head and looked at the door with a puzzled expression.

Their eyes met, and no one spoke.

The little boy, about three years old, was sitting on the sofa.

After seeing it clearly, Mrs. He found that his facial features and demeanor were very familiar. She froze suddenly, and the whole person froze in place.

This little boy's facial features are very similar to He Han when he was a child.

He Han was brought up by her when he was a child, and she is definitely the person who knows him best in this world.

According to the degree of similarity between the two, there is no doubt that they must be biological.

Dudu tilted his head and looked at this strange mother-in-law. He hadn't seen this mother-in-law, but he just felt a little familiar.

But he couldn't talk to strangers, Dudu covered his mouth with his chubby little hands.

The bright light fell, and only the silent air flowed slowly in the huge living room.

Mrs. He and Dudu are both observing each other with big eyes and small eyes.

If He Han has been cold and silent since he was a child, Dudu is very kind, and his temperament is obedient, as if he can get along with everyone.

The only difference between him and He Han when he was a child was that there seemed to be a little more flesh on his face.

But the white and chubby appearance is too cute.

Mrs. He just asked He Han to bring a granddaughter-in-law home instead of being a loner.

Such a scene was beyond her imagination.

This... Does she directly have a great-grandson?

Chapter 75

Mrs. He walked to the edge of the sofa. She sat opposite Dudu and asked, "Little boy, what's your name?"

Dudu shook his head solemnly: "Mom said you can't tell strangers your name casually." When Dudu shook his head, the little flesh on his cheek also moved a few times, not to mention how cute it was.

The older Mrs. He looked, the more she liked it, she just wanted to continue asking. He Han came out of the kitchen with a helpless expression on his face.

Originally, He Han wanted to inform Ye Fan before telling his grandma, but he didn't expect things to go wrong.

"Grandma." He Han called out, interrupting the excited old Mrs. He.

He Han held Dudu's kettle in his hand, he filled it with warm water, he walked towards Dudu and handed the kettle to Dudu.

Dudu pressed the switch skillfully, the lid popped open, and Dudu lowered his head and drank the water quietly.

When did Mrs. He see her grandson care so much about others? Even in the face of his family, He Han would only care secretly, not so obvious.

He Han's temperament has always been restrained and his emotions are not exposed, but he has changed in front of this child.

"Is this yours..." Mrs. He looked at He Han, and she eagerly wanted to ask for proof.

He Han did not deny it, he nodded: "I will explain it to you in the future." He Han had his own plans, and he did not want Dudu to know about it at this time.

Dudu held the kettle and opened his round eyes. Although he has a clear mind, he does not know the riddles played by adults.

"Uncle." Dudu looked up at He Han with doubts in his eyes.

He Han touched Dudu's head: "Dudu, this is uncle's grandma."

Dudu nodded obediently. He first put the kettle on the side of the sofa, and his two fat little hands were folded on his stomach. He bowed politely to Mrs. He.

"Hello, mother-in-law."

Mrs. He tried her best to suppress her excited look, and she gave Dudu a kind smile: "Dudu, you can call me Grandma Zeng too."

He Han glanced at Mrs. He lightly, and Mrs. He suppressed a smile from the corner of her mouth and explained that there was no silver 300 taels here.

"If I had a great-grandson, it would be similar to Dudu."

Mrs. He turned over her bag, took out a chocolate, and handed it to Dudu: "Grandma Zeng gave Dudu chocolate, do you want it?"

Mrs. He likes sweets and always carries it with her. Now that she meets her great-grandson, she finally has a place to use it.

Dudu glanced at He Han, He Han nodded, and he accepted it. He thanked him in a milky voice: "Thank you, Grandma Zeng."

Mrs. He smiled: "Dudu is really good."

Mrs. He thought of something again, and looked at He Han: "Don't overeat Dudu, it will cause tooth decay." Mrs. He became a qualified grandma Zeng and quickly entered the role.

He Han said lightly: "Mother Dudu is strict and won't give Dudu more food."

Mrs. He's eyes lit up. She really wanted to know who Dudu's mother was, and what was the relationship between the three of them now. These things made her heartbroken.

He Han reluctantly pressed his temples. He knew Mrs. He's temperament.

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He Han took out the toys in the drawer and put them on the table: "Dudu play for a while." Dudu quickly responded, sat obediently at the table, and played with building blocks.

He Han walked to the window, and Mrs. He quickly followed.

They were standing just so they could see the situation on Dudu's side.

Mrs. He immediately asked, "Did you do something wrong and are not responsible for the little girl?" She heard that Dudu was calling He Han an uncle just now.

If it wasn't for He Han's lack of responsibility, how could a little girl raise her child alone.

He Han knew that Mrs. He would misunderstand, but he couldn't explain it. Although he didn't know about it, the result was already like this.

"It's really about me."

Mrs. He was anxious: "What about now? Do you want to kidnap other people's children again?" Mrs. He worried that He Han was making his own decisions and only wanted children, because she had never seen He Han like others.

"And last time you said you had a girl you liked, what about that person?"

Mrs. He asked a series of questions. She was afraid that He Han's wrongdoing would hurt others and make them unhappy.

He Han knew at a glance that Mrs. He thought too much, and he smiled helplessly.

"Grandma." He Han stopped her words.

"The person I like is Dudu's mother, and later I found out that she gave birth to Dudu."

He Han's tone was slow and unhurried, explaining the matter clearly: "She doesn't know that I already know, so don't go to her first, I will confess to her in the next few days."

Mrs. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, I won't interfere."

He Han has always had an idea, but now he must have a plan of his own. If she interferes indiscriminately, the ready-made fat great-grandson may be gone.

He Han finally got a girl he likes, and the future of the two is still long.

After He Han told Mrs. He, Mrs. He reluctantly prepared to leave. She walked to Dudu and looked at the similar outlines of Dudu and He Han.

"Goodbye Dudu, Grandma Zeng will see you next time."

Dudu little hands on the ground