Section 707

Mo Feng felt a pain in his heart.

He walked over to the dining table in a daze and sat down.

He sat right across from them.

Mo Bingyun was about to take a seat.

Xu Hao reached out and pulled her to his side.

They were almost pressed together.

Feeling the hand on her leg, Mo Bingyun's body stiffened.

Given their relationship,

everything that should or shouldn't have happened had already happened.

There was no need to be this nervous.

But today, her son was sitting right across from her.

If her son found out that his seemingly cold and aloof mother

was secretly fooling around with Xu Hao right in front of him,

what would he think of her?

Luckily, the tablecloth covered it.

Mo Feng probably wouldn't notice.

Besides, he was only eight years old; he wouldn't be able to read people's expressions.

He wouldn't notice anything from her expression.

Eight-year-old Mo Feng indeed couldn't notice.

But an adult child would be different.

Seeing his mother's stiff face and Xu Hao's hand reaching under the table, Mo Feng immediately knew what was going on.

He was so angry he wanted to flip the table onto Xu Hao's face.

This was way too bullying.

And didn't he say he would let his mother go if he called him dad?

Why was he still pulling tricks?

He wasn't keeping his word.

Mo Feng was fuming.

He was hungry and wanted to eat, but he couldn't swallow a bite.

He was full of anger.

However, what was even more infuriating was yet to come.

He saw his mother sitting next to Xu Hao, not only allowing Xu Hao to take advantage of her,

but also proactively picking food for Xu Hao.

Xu Hao accepted everything.

He commented,

"Good cooking. Try that beef."

Mo Bingyun picked up a piece of stir-fried beef.

She was about to put it in Xu Hao's bowl.

But Xu Hao moved his bowl away and opened his mouth.

Mo Bingyun understood.

She pursed her lips.

She glanced at her son across from her.

Gritting her teeth, she fed the beef into Xu Hao's mouth.

After that, Mo Bingyun kept picking up food for him.

She was as obedient as a maid.

At first, she was hesitant because her son was present.

But after realizing Xu Hao was doing this to torment her, she let go.

There was no escaping it.

She might as well accept it.

Mo Feng's heart shattered.

That was his mother.

Serving a man like a slave.

Even though he had seen this more than ten days ago,

the impact of seeing it at the same table was much greater.

Especially knowing that his mother was being harassed by Xu Hao.

He wanted to storm off.

Out of sight, out of mind.

But he was afraid that if he left, Xu Hao would do something to his mother.

So he just sat at the table, burying his head in his bowl of rice.

He kept providing Emotion Points for Xu Hao.

After dinner was over,

Mo Feng felt utterly exhausted.

He had never felt that eating was also a torment.

At least it was over.

After eating, Xu Hao should leave.

Hurry up and get out!

Don't cling to my mom.

Xu Hao was having too much fun collecting Emotion Points; why would he leave?

This was just an appetizer.

The best was yet to come.

Mo Bingyun spent a long time cleaning up before coming out of the kitchen.

Seeing Xu Hao still sitting on the sofa, scolding her son,

her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Xu Hao wasn't going home and would stay here?

No!

If he made any noise that her son could hear,

she would lose all dignity as a mother.

Seeing Mo Bingyun come over, Xu Hao's eyes lit up.

He kicked Mo Feng, who was standing in front of him getting scolded, aside.

He pulled Mo Bingyun over and said,

"Perfect timing. Let's watch TV together. It feels like a family…"

The two sat on the sofa, with Xu Hao's arm around Mo Bingyun's waist, watching TV.

The atmosphere was warm.

Like a harmonious couple.

If you ignored Mo Feng, who was standing nearby with a resentful look on his face.

Time passed little by little…

Mo Bingyun tentatively spoke up.

"Master, it's getting late. If you go back now, it might not be safe."

The implication was that he should leave.

But Xu Hao said with a smile,

"You said it's late and you're worried about me going back unsafe. Why not let me stay for the night?"