Ever since a teacher came they have used the third floor as a place for Fan's classes, with three rooms for him to use.

Vanny shook his head, "Mom, you forgot again, it's the weekend, I don't have to go to class!"

"Oh, I forgot again."

Zoey touched his forehead and felt that he was really fainting, how come he couldn't remember anything today.

Anna let out another cold snort from the side, she simply ignored it and asked Vanny, ''So what do you want to do today since you don't have to go to class? How about going out to play? Mommy will take you?"

"Yeah."

Vanny's eyes lit up as he looked at her and hesitated again, "But mommy you're not feeling well, you need to rest more."

Such a sweet boy, so thoughtful.

She kissed his little face as hard as she could and said, "It's okay, Mommy's okay, really!"

"Yeah."

It had been a long time since Fan had gone out to play, and she was so excited along the way that her tiny face was flushed.

When they got to the street, she bought two ice creams, one for him and one for herself, and the two of them had a great time eating on the street.

Van grabbed the ice cream with one hand and said, "I love Mommy the most!"

"Me too, come on, let's go to the playground, let's ride the wooden horse?"

"Yeah, yeah."

Because of Anna watching over the house, Vanny hadn't had his favorite ice cream for a long time, and this time he ate it to his heart's content, his whole little face looking like a flower cat.

Zoey then held back her laughter to wipe his face and couldn't help but pinch his little cheeks again.

"Zhi Yu!"

Her movements lurched, and for a split second the cold hairs on her back stood up!

She turned around violently and saw a man standing not far away looking at her with unblinking eyes, when she turned around she revealed a smile and took a step to try to approach her, "Zoey, it's me!"

She drew in a mouthful of cold air, reflexively blocking Vanny behind her as soon as she could, sensitive spikes standing up all over her body as she coldly looked at the other party, "Howard, it's you!"

It's strange. Didn't Howard flee the country in fear of being convicted? Why did he suddenly appear here?

She was puzzled in her heart while secretly squeezing her cell phone, ready to call the 110 police number herself if he dared to do anything.

"Yeah, I'm Howard, you, how have you been?"

Howard described a somewhat haggard look at her, his gaze deep and firm.

If it had been before she would have been so happy if she had seen such a gaze that she might have jumped into his arms, but now, the only thing she felt was the urge to throw up.

She shielded her child and slowly took a step back, "I'm fine, Howard, what do you want? We're all looking for you!"

"Yes, I know, I know you all think I'm with Ashley, but I'm not, really! I'm not what you think I am, and I didn't kidnap Fan! You've all misunderstood!" Howard pitifully explained in a very humble manner.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm not three years old, you think I'm going to believe what you say?"

"Really!" Howard got anxious, looked around and said, "Why don't we find a place to talk?"

She looked at him without speaking.

Howard sighed, "I know you don't believe me, but I do have bitter feelings, really, why don't you pick a place that's convenient to talk, and I'll explain things to you."

To be honest Zoey wanted to call the police right now and say that the person who kidnapped her child last time had appeared, but she was really curious about what kind of backbone he had to just show up in front of her like that.

So what other fancy words does he have to defend himself?

She was really curious.