My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 181 Warm Dinner Table

at the same time.

Aunt Song was so anxious at home that she was like an ant on a hot pan, feeling guilty and blaming herself. The deep regret was like a surging tide that kept beating against her heart.

"If I had discovered the young master's abnormality earlier, I wouldn't have let such a young child sneak out to find his father. It's all my fault!" She murmured to herself, her eyes red and tears welling up in her eyes.

Just as Aunt Song was secretly wiping away tears, the sound of a car suddenly came from outside. She raised her head suddenly, a spark of hope instantly ignited in her eyes, and hurried to the door, almost tripping over the threshold in her panic.

The door was pushed open, and the first thing that came into view was the young master Huo Siqian's face, which looked a little tired but full of excitement.

Aunt Song's mouth opened wide, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe her eyes. "Young Master, that's great, I'm glad you're okay." Her voice trembled with excitement, and her hands unconsciously grasped the corner of her apron tightly.

What shocked her even more was that the person following the young master was Mr. Huo Yan who had not returned for a long time!

Aunt Song's tears burst out again, this time, they were tears of joy, her heart was like a brilliant firework, and she said excitedly: "Sir, you are finally back!"

Huo Yan nodded slightly, his eyes slowly sweeping across every corner of the house, as if he was getting reacquainted with this place that was once so familiar to him. Every inch of space here carried his memories, and every object told a story from the past.

Qiao Qin also walked out of the car, with a happy smile on her face and tears in her eyes, which were full of longing and joy.

The family of three hugged each other tightly, and at this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Aunt Song stood aside, watching this heartwarming scene, her heart filled with relief, and said quickly: "You haven't eaten yet? I'll go prepare the food and celebrate for you!" As she said that, she turned and walked into the kitchen, her steps became lighter, as if she had endless energy.

In the kitchen, Aunt Song was busy as she carefully selected the ingredients, thinking in her heart that she must make the most sumptuous dishes. The clattering sounds of pots and pans intertwined into a cheerful melody. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, but she was completely unaware.

Soon, the table was filled with delicious dishes.

Fragrant braised spare ribs, juicy steamed fish, braised prawns, corn and spare ribs soup... the rich aroma fills the whole house.

The family sat around the dining table. Huo Yan gently pulled Huo Siqian over and asked him to sit next to him, his eyes full of doting.

"Come on, eat more." He picked up a piece of tomato and put it in Huo Siqian's bowl with an expectant smile on his face.

Huo Siqian's little face wrinkled instantly, and he looked as if he had taken a bitter pill. His little head shook like a rattle, and he muttered, "Dad, I don't want to eat tomatoes."

Qiao Qin couldn't help laughing at the side, and the laughter was as clear as a silver bell. Huo Yan looked at Qiao Qin, with a puzzled look on his face, frowning slightly, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Qin smiled and said, "Our Siqian hates eating tomatoes the most."

Huo Yan was slightly stunned, then his expression became serious, and he looked at his son firmly, "Si Qian, you can't be picky about food."

Huo Siqian looked at his father's serious expression. Although he was reluctant, he nodded obediently. He frowned and put the tomato into his mouth, chewing it with difficulty. His look made people laugh.

The family ate and chatted, laughing constantly. The warm light shone on the dining table, reflecting everyone's happy faces.

Outside the window, the night sky is full of twinkling stars, and the breeze gently blows through the curtains, bringing a hint of coolness. Inside the house, a warm atmosphere permeates every corner.

Huo Yan described his experiences outside in vivid detail, and Huo Siqian listened attentively, his eyes full of curiosity. He blinked from time to time and tilted his head to ask questions. Qiao Qin added food to the father and son from time to time, always with a gentle smile on her face, that smile was as beautiful as a blooming flower.

"Dad, please don't leave us again, okay?" Huo Siqian suddenly said, with a hint of pleading in his voice, his little hands tightly grasping the corner of his father's clothes.

Huo Yan's heart softened, and he hugged his son tightly in his arms, saying in a low but firm voice: "Okay, Dad will never leave again, and our family will be together forever."

After the meal, Huo Siqian burped contentedly, leaned into his mother's arms, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

Huo Yan gently picked up his son, his movements as gentle as if he was holding a precious treasure, and carried him back to the room. He carefully covered him with a quilt and left a light kiss on his forehead.

After a while.

Qiao Qin and Huo Yan returned to the living room and sat on the sofa. Huo Yan pulled Qiao Qin into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and tightly wrapped his arms around her waist. Qiao Qin pounded his chest coquettishly, but a charming blush appeared on her face.

"Are all things resolved?" Qiao Qin asked softly, her eyes full of concern.

Huo Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Well, I have fulfilled my parents' last wish."

"Then you won't leave this time you come back, right?" Qiao Qin suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of expectation. Her gaze was as gentle as water, looking straight at Huo Yan.

Huo Yan held Qiao Qin's hand tightly, his eyes affectionate and focused: "I won't leave, I will stay with you from now on." As he said that, he gently kissed Qiao Qin's forehead, and Qiao Qin's face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple.

Huo Yan's hands gently stroked Qiao Qin's back. His breathing gradually became rapid. His lips slowly approached Qiao Qin's ear and whispered softly, "Qin'er, I have been thinking about you all these years. I want to hold you tightly like this."

Qiao Qin's body trembled slightly, and she wrapped her arms around Huo Yan's neck. Her voice was very small and soft, but extremely clear.

"Me too."

Huo Yan couldn't hold back any longer and kissed Qiao Qin on the lips, as if he wanted to make up for the past two years he had missed. Qiao Qin responded enthusiastically, and their kiss became deeper and more passionate.

As the night deepened, Huo Yan could not help yawning, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Qiao Qin felt distressed when she saw how tired he looked.

Although Huo Yan didn't say anything, she could imagine that what she had experienced in the past two years must have been very difficult, but fortunately, everything was over.

Qiao Qin gently supported Huo Yan, let him lie on the sofa, covered him with a thin blanket, then sat beside him, her fingers gently stroked across that handsome face, her eyes full of love.

The moonlight shone on them through the window, peaceful and beautiful.