My Waste Husband

Chapter 245

Milan's father, Chris Xiao, looked at Henry without saying a word, but it could be seen that his breathing gradually became rapid.

As for Milan's mother, her eyes were red and she whimpered in silence.

"Mom and dad, what are you..." Milan looked at the situation in front of her, and her mind was full of confusion.

"Milan, he's your Auntie Song's son!" Milan's mother couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Auntie Song!" When she heard this, Milan was shocked.

At the same time, Sylvia's expression also became very interesting.

Sylvia and Milan were best friends. She had heard a lot of things from Milan.

Many years ago, Milan's family was not very rich, actual they were poor. At that time, Milan was suffering from blood poisoning. This disease was also called septicemia. The patient would have pustules all over his body and suffer a lot of pain. This disease would constantly transfer and infect the patient's heart, bones, and brain. If there was no suitable bone marrow transplant, the patient would be incurable.

Milan had told Sylvia that she was a child picked up by her parents. Her parents had no way to save her when she was suffering from the disease. Even if they wanted to transplant her bone marrow, they couldn't afford to pay for it. Every day when they saw her suffering, their hearts were stabbed with knives. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Fortunately, at that time, Chris found a person who volunteered to donate his bone marrow. That person was Henry's mother, Lucy Song.

She was a very ordinary woman. Her name was very ordinary. She didn't wear very well, and she could even be described as a tattered woman.

The couple took Milan to Yinzhou for a bone-marrow transplant.

At that time, Milan was only eight years old, and Henry was ten years old.

Perhaps at that time, Henry's mother had already thought of a way out. Her request was to hope that Chris and his wife could take care of her son if possible in the future.

When the bone marrow transplantation was completed, Milan was completely cured. Chris and his wife put some money together to repay Lucy, but they couldn't find her.

When Henry was fourteen years old, he met Chris and told him that his mother had died. At that time, Henry lived in their family for a period of time. At that time, Milan was only twelve years old, and the family was not in Hangzhou.

Henry was their savior's child, so they treated Henry as if they were treating their own son.

Back then, Milan also told Henry that she would marry him when they grew up.

The couple had also thought about it, so they raised them together. When the two children grew up, it would be a good thing to arrange them to start a family.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as what the couple thought. Henry stayed with them for three months, left a letter, and left quietly. It was ten years since he left.

A lot of things had changed over the past ten years. The couple had grown white hair.

The little girl who had followed and shouted that she would marry him had grown up, and even lost his farewell letter. The little girl had forgotten Henry's name.

As for Henry, he had become the king of the underground world from a helpless man.

This time, it was Henry's first meeting with the couple after he left ten years ago.

Even it had been ten years since their last meeting, the couple still recognized Henry at a glance. As for them, except for more white hair and more wrinkles, there was almost no change.

Milan's mother walked slowly to Henry, reached out, and touched Henry's cheek. Her eyes were very red, and tears could not stop flowing down. She choked with sobs, "My child, you left without saying a word at that time. It was ten years since you left!"

"I..." Henry opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

The poor life made Henry more mature than that of his peers.

In order not to be a burden to the couple, Henry, who was fourteen years old, left silently. Unexpectedly, ten years later, the couple's life was also on the right track. They lived in a house worth tens of millions of dollars. Henry was also happy to see the two elders live a good life.

"Okay, okay." After all, Chris was a man, and he didn't lose his composure like his wife. "Today, my daughter also came back, and she even brought Henry back. This is a good thing. Look, Sylvia has also come here and we haven't seen each other for two years. She is getting more and more beautiful. Come on, sit on the table, and eat. Today, three happy things came through the door. Let's drink more!"

Chris turned around and took a bottle of wine.

Milan's mother wiped the tears on her face and said to Chris, "You are just waiting for the opportunity to drink!"

"Why you don't want me to drink with Henry, do you?" Chris took out a bottle of fine wine.

Henry recognized the wine in Chris's hand at a glance. "Maowu. There are only two thousand and seventy-seven sets in the world. Uncle Xiao, not everyone can drink your wine. I'm so lucky today."

Hearing this, Chris gave Henry a thumbs-up and said, "Henry, that's great. You can see through my baby at a glance."

Seeing that Henry was in, Milan's mother showed a gratified smile on her face. "Henry, your Uncle Xiao has always been reluctant to drink this wine. Today, since you are here, you two should drink freely. Come on, get on the table. Sylvia, sit down."

Milan's mother repeatedly asked Sylvia to sit down.

Sylvia's eyes swept back and forth between Henry and Milan, and her eyes were full of complex emotions.

When they were in college, Sylvia and Milan liked to lie on the lawn of the school, imagining what kind of husband they would find in the future.

Sylvia said that she wanted to find a person who was proficient in all kinds of things, such as piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and had the same hobbies as her. Now, Sylvia found him. Although the beginning of their relationship was not very perfect, Sylvia was very glad that she knew Henry.

At that time, after Sylvia spoke about her ideal boyfriend, she would ask Milan what she wanted to find.

Milan said that she did not have so many ideas. She only wanted to find a figure that had been blurred in her memory, but the odds were like searching for a needle in a haystack. There was probably no hope.

Back then, Milan was joking with Sylvia. If she could not find the person she was looking for, she would have to spend the rest of her life alone. When she was lonely, she would find Sylvia's

husband to relieve her boredom. Since Sylvia had found such an excellent husband, she would not leave the fertile water to others and share it with her.

Sylvia replied at that time. If you were willing to relieve my husband's worries, I would naturally have no problem.

This was just a joke.

Now, Sylvia had found the person Milan was looking for, too. However, the person they were looking for was so coincidental.