
"What are you doing!"
In the beautifully decorated flower room, a woman was wearing a modified light blue orchid modification cheongsam, although she was graceful and lazy sitting in a comfortable lounge chair.
However, there was ferocious anger on his face.
"Sorry! Madam! I, I don't expect this situation to change, I ..."
Little assistant Wang Wen had not finished speaking, and saw a broken glass on his head.
Because he could not avoid it, and because ...he did not dare to dodge, so the sturdy glass hit his head with precision.
"Bang-!"
Only one sound was heard, and the glass hit Wang Wen's head and fell on the floor of the stall, making a sound.
"Aah!"
Wang Wen covered his head and felt the blood moist.
He stared in horror at the beautiful woman sitting on the deck chair, but he did not even dare to shout.
If he screamed, then .. his fate would be even worse.
Because her master was the only daughter of the Xia family and the wife of the heir of the Fu family, Xia Jinghao.
This was ridiculous, even though the moral of Xia Jing's name was polite and beautiful.
However, in Wang Wen's eyes, this was ridiculous.
Because of her employer, it had nothing to do with reluctance.
If it is necessary to have a little relationship, then it can only be said that the appearance of his boss and the person he plays with can be quite in line with the meaning of simplicity.
After all, in her eyes, Xia Jinghao was truly a terrible woman.
In fact, let her feel that this woman is perverted with the disease in her heart!
If not for lack of money, and he had the crime to fall into the hands of this woman, he would not have been able to work alongside this psychopathic woman.
"Wang Wen, I don't want to hear so many excuses from you. All I had to do was look at Xia An, she became a screaming street rat! Let him live in this world without a face!"
Xia Jing stared at the tablet in her hand, and Xia An held Xia Xingchen with a very bright selfie, and she felt extremely angry!
In particular, the current public opinion does not even go to Heixiaan on one side!
This makes him very angry!
"Miss Xia An, she is in a situation where everyone is shouting. He's now hacked by everyone."
Wang Wen endured the pain on his forehead and said carefully.
However, her punishment was beaten by Xia Jinghao.
I saw that the tablet computer Xia Jing was holding in her hand again hit Wang Wen's head.
"Bang!"
"Oh!"
Wang Wen snorted, and painful tears almost descended, but he still did not dare to move.
"Go out and communicate with the variety show that Xia An has participated in! Let them cut all of Xia An's clips! I said it, I don't want to see it on TV!"
As long as Xia Jinghao thought that Xia An could still be a star in such a beautiful scene, he was infuriated.
Originally, he had calculated that Xia An would become a star, so that he could feel the hidden rules that he had also experienced.
However, she did not expect her old grandmother and her fiancee, all of whom helped Xia An.
Even the woman did not eat bitterness, but she felt comfortable in the entertainment industry.
If not for her old and dim-witted grandmother who had been killed by her, she would really have been impossible to obtain Xia An.
Therefore, he revealed that Xia Xingchen was not Fu Xian's son. It was all about the fact that Xia An did the Primary Three because he wanted to kill Xia An!
As long as she thought about it every day, she was very sad and experienced many things, and Xia An, a woman who came out from the slums who was not the children of their Xia family, was, living his life that should be him. She's upset.
If! If there is no Xia An then! He won't be so miserable! Without Xia An! Her husband will not be loyal to her!
If ...
"Mrs ... I'm actually trying to communicate with the head of the show group" Come on! Challenger! ", Dan wanted to spend a lot of money to let the performance group use Xia An. But ..."
Seeing Xia Jinghao's distorted face, Wang Wen swallowed his mouth, panicking.
However, even if she was afraid, she still wanted to say something that might make Xia Jing very angry.
"But what!"
Xia Jing listened to Wang Wen words, her eyes narrowed, and she said coldly.
"But ... Mr. Fu invested in the show for Xia An .. so the show was not short of money ..."
The subtext of Wang Wen's sentence was that behind Fu Xian, her husband supported her.
"What?! Impossible! She, hasn't she given up on the woman who gave birth to another child! Impossible! Impossible ..."
Xia Jing clasped the armrest of the chair tightly, and those nails that were coated in deep red nail polish almost broke.
Seeing Xia Jinghao's wounded and angry and distorted face, Wang Wen's heart suddenly felt a sense of resentment and success.
Besides, he prayed in his heart. Women in Xia An, it was better to seduce Fu Xian's body and soul, and it was best to succeed at the peak!
This way, Xia Jinghao's pervert could be greatly trampled.
"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me!"
"No, no, Mom, I don't ..."
Wang Wen, who had returned to God, watched suddenly stand up. Xia Jing, who was very close to him, wanted to retreat subconsciously.
However, before she stepped back, Xia Jinghao pulled her hair, and then she felt her head hit the wall.
"Bang-!"
"Wow-!"
"ah! Madam, I was wrong, please forgive me ..."
A messy sound came from the beautiful and bright flower room.
"Mummy? A mummy? Why so noisy?"
Just when Wang Wen thought that he might die here today, an angel-like sweet voice reached his ears.
Hearing this voice, Wang Wen knew that he had been saved.
Sure enough, just as Wang Wen thought.
The appearance of this voice made the originally crazy and terrible woman instantly change from a distorted and violent psychological tendency to a polite, gentle, and beautiful woman.
"Ah, there is no. Wang Wen fell by accident."
Xia Jing responded gently to the little princess who was standing outside the flower room at this moment, and after finishing a little, she looked at Wang Wen before opening the flower room door and walking out.
As soon as the door was opened, when Xia Jing had seen her little and beautiful daughter like an angel, she only felt that her heart was healed in an instant.
What anger! The jealousy! What hatred! Everything has gone.
At this moment, his heart was full of his baby daughter.
Xia Jing walked gracefully into Fu Anqi's body and held her baby daughter.
The girl smiled gently leaned against Xia Jinghao's neck, and then said gently and gently.
"No, I was just dreaming about mom! I woke up because I miss my mom so much!"
Listening to Fu Anqi's soft words and candles, Xia Jinghao simply felt his heart would melt.
"Good Princess Bu, you really can't live without your mother for a moment!"
Xia Jing laughed and pinched the young princess' nose in her arms, and she had endless maternal love in her voice.
"Hee hee ~ Kiki is inseparable from Mummy! Kiki is a follower of Mummy ~"
Seeing the brilliant smile on her daughter's face, Xia Jing felt for a moment and felt as if she had seen herself for a long time.
Her daughter really looks exactly like her past.
In the past, when everything did not happen, she, like her daughter, was a little princess loved by everyone in the family.
Happy happiness, cheerful ...
Until that day comes.
He experiences kidnapping, fleeing, and being trafficked by human traffickers, and he begins his dark and painful experience of poverty ...
Clearly, she was kidnapped with Xia An. But it was ridiculous, but Xia An, who was as stupid as a pig, had spent her life over ten years due to luck! Be a princess for over ten years!
And him! He lives like hell!
Thinking of this, Xia Jing's good face suddenly turned cold again.
"Mummy, sick, sick, you hurt me."
Fu Anqi looked at the somewhat frightening Xia Jing with tears in her eyes, and said a little fear in her heart.
"I'm sorry, honey, it's mom's disorientation."
After hearing her own daughter's cry, Xia Jing quickly loosened her palms, soothing her little daughter gently.
"Mummy, are you thinking of Aunt Xia An's evil woman?"
"Well, yeah. I thought about that bad woman again."
"He really hates it! Why does she always make me so sad! This is really bad!"
"So she's a bad woman."
"I hate that! Ma'am, don't worry, I won't be playing with Fu Yu in the future! Huh!"
"Good mother's daughter, you are the one that mom cares about the most. I'll give you the best of everything ..."
...
"Bersin!"
Xia An, who was cooking in the kitchen, sneezed ferociously, but it frightened the little man next to her.
"Mom, did you catch a cold?"
"No, no, where I can catch a cold easily, it's just a little itchy nose."
Xia An rubbed his nose and lowered his head with a smile.
"Maybe someone said something bad about the mother behind her."
After speaking, Xia An started cooking lunch for herself and the little one again.
Lately, because I can't get out, and Xia An is tired of the takeaways around me, so, because of appetite, it's too boring.
So Xia An discovered many recipes and started cooking for himself and the little ones as per the recipes.
Do whatever you want.
Fortunately, he really had the talent of a chef, and the food made was extremely delicious.
This really made Xia An astonished and very happy.
However, when Xia An re-entered the cuisine, she did not see it. At this moment, the little one's face had a deep expression, not the expression of children.
"Mom, I don't think those people are right, you're not a third child! I'm not a bastard! I'm a mother's son, only a mother's son!"
Xia An, who was cooking and making, was very cold, and suddenly she heard the little man's words, and she immediately stopped.
Putting down the ingredients in her hands, Xia An wiped her hands, crouched down, and looked at the boy seriously.
"Xiaoxing, what's wrong?"
With these days, he understood that his son was different from ordinary children.
Every word that his obedient son said to his family, regardless of the words praising him, was no more nonsense.
So after hearing Xia Xingchen's words just now, Xia An first felt that the little one might have heard some gossip and hurt slang.
But soon, when he saw the sad and calm face of the little man, he understood that this intelligent little genius might want to say something to him.
"Mom, you are Uncle Fu's first love, not Primary Three! That woman is Pratama Tiga. My mother had never met Uncle Fu after she got married. Even if I was born, it was before Uncle Fu got married."
Listening to the logically clear words of the little one, Xia An was completely shocked! My mind suddenly opened! Think of a lot of relationships!
How old was this son of his family, how could he make so many things in the adult world so clear?
And why does he know so clearly?
Why did you tell him this "informant?
Does this good son of his family know what they should know about this 'self?
So, he wanted to tell her these things and let her use this to fight back?
However, it still makes no sense ...
Just as Xia An was brainstorming, she did not understand why her genius son suddenly said this.
But seeing the little man stretch out his small palm, he patted Xia An's brain gently.
"Mom, you're such a fool. Xiaoxing did not want to see her mother called a junior, and Xiaoxing did not want to be called an illegitimate child, so Xiaoxing just wanted to remind her.
Feeling the warm and soft little hand on the forehead, Xia An's heart suddenly warmed.
Skepticism and doubt just disappear.
His family's son was truly filial, intelligent and reasonable, and his main thoughts were excellent.
Although she also wanted to fight the attack of the hostess' mother, she did not know much about Xia An's affairs.
Even if you want to fight back, you don't know where to start, you can just passively, wait for the program to broadcast, and then follow Han and Yue's methods to wash it off.
But now ...
Xia An hugged the little man in his hand with a smile, and squeezed the little man's nose.
"You son of a bitch, you dare say I'm stupid! My mother was too lazy to care about those people, but if our stars were unhappy, then my mother decided that she should teach them well.
"Biggly ~"
Listening to Xia An's words, Xia Xingchen looked like a child, and laughed especially happily.
At this time, everyone does not know, because the dialogue between mother and child, soon, public opinion on the Internet will begin to change ...