Domineering CEO Is My Son

"Mom, the hair is tied too tightly." Mr. Kang felt his mother's hands clump his hair, and then tied it up with a hair rope. He couldn't help but speak.

"Huh?" Xia Sheng was a little surprised, she didn't tie it very tightly.

"I just listened to the girls in our class saying this, and found it very funny." The child said with a grin.

Anyway, the hair is tied up, I still have to play with the stalk in the emoji bag to make it back.

"Small pull to show the baby's head." Xia Sheng showed the baby the picture.

The child’s hair is soft, his face is soft, his eyes are big and round, and his head is tied with a pigtail, just like a cute little girl.

When Mr. Kang saw the photo, he found that it was not that strange. The 4-year-old boy was not a twenty-four-year-old boy. He tied a small twitch on his head, which was strangely cute.

Suddenly Mr. Kang is not so repulsive to art performances. For children, even with makeup, they are definitely only cute, and they will not become a shameful black history.

Xia Sheng looked at the child who was **** with Xiao Jieji and faced the stinky child with his mobile phone, and was stunned for a moment, some of whom didn't know what to do.

Xia Sheng also didn't say that boys can't tie braids. When she was a child, she was forced to hate that she was a girl, so she was particularly taboo in terms of gender.

Xia Sheng always felt that she would give birth to daughters, because her grandmother gave birth to four daughters in a row without having a son. Her mother gave birth to two daughters and still had no sons.

For the grandmother and mother, it was pain, and for her, it was indeed a good thing.

What she has always wanted is her daughter. She will allow her to love beauty, allow her to love cleanliness, and allow her to like things that girls like. She will teach her to play the piano, teach her to dance, buy her beautiful dresses, and tie her. Braids, send her to school with other little girls.

Before the child was born, she had prepared her daughter's things, but the doctor held a crumpled child to her and told her that she had given birth to a son.

At that moment, she had a feeling that she couldn't tell, she just felt as if she was empty in her heart.

Later, the child could not speak. Xia Sheng never told anyone. She always felt that the child could not speak because of her. The child might have felt that what she wanted was a daughter.

The child looked down in the mirror and shook his pigtail from time to time. It was so stinking and happy.

Xia Sheng looked at the stinky child, as if seeing that when she was a child, her hair when she was a child was similar to that of her son now, and she would secretly tie herself a little braid and then look stinky in front of the mirror.

Mr. Kang is not using the camera function of his mobile phone to be pretty, nor is he smiling happily because he made a small twitch.

He received a response from the housekeeper. The other party was frustrated at first, and then he pointed out that the other party sold Mr. Kang's 6 million piano for 1 million, and then there was quiet again.

President Kang is not afraid at all. As a former capitalist, in this era when all things can be judged by the whole people, capitalists are all disadvantaged groups.

What's more, the lackeys of capitalists who are tired of black spots.

Among our forces, the poor couples of workers.

My son was sick, and he was fired because of his illness. It was posted on the Internet, and a large group of workers would come out and say, this stupid boss, I have brought in my boss, so angry.

They are simply the commanding heights of political correctness.

Among the opposing forces, a wealthy second-generation capitalist who does not know the heights of the world and a butler who secretly sold the wealth of the second-generation wealthy capitalist.

Others are barefoot and are not afraid to wear shoes. They are in a tougher situation. They are barefoot and the other party is wearing other people's shoes.

As long as he wants to keep the shoes on his feet, he will make big things small and small things, and he will absolutely succumb.

"I called the police and you will be arrested and jailed."

President Kang was about to reply, and Xia Sheng leaned over: "Baby, don't play with mobile phones, it's coming to us soon."

Xia Sheng said that he had to take his mobile phone. Mr. Kang just searched for a message and deleted one, because this mobile phone was not his own.

But in the end this text message was too late.

Xia Sheng's face changed suddenly when he took the phone.

President Kang was also dumbfounded. He has always played big and likes high-risk and high-yield things, but now he knows what the highest risk is in this matter just now!

When it was over, Xia Sheng was about to discover his secret.

There was a mass of paste in Mr. Kang's head, and his hand unconsciously pulled on his mother's clothes: "Mom--"

Xia Sheng lowered his head, and the child caught his hair on both sides with two small hands: "Look, I can have two tugging, like a little sheep."

Xia Sheng gave a hum, but found the information he wanted in another text message sent by the art center.

"Mom is going to deal with something." Xia Sheng picked up the baby and said: "Do you remember the last time Mom beat a bad guy?"

Mr. Kang remembers it and will never forget it for the rest of his life. After that, what do you mean by this sentence now?

"Don't be afraid for a while." Xia Sheng carried his son to the side and took a new number, and then stuffed the list into the sleeve of his son's coat. The child's sleeve was shrinking and would not fall out.

"Baby help mom keep this, OK?"

Mr. Kang's heart was beating fast, and all that appeared in his mind was the appearance of Xia Sheng beating someone.

If his mother beats him for a while, he shouldn't struggle and don't tear his mother's clothes.

I seem to like the red jacket my mother is wearing today.

However, Mr. Kang found that his mother was holding him, went to the elevator next to him, and pressed the 13th floor.

Isn't his mother going to hit him, but going to hit his original body?

That's dangerous!

Three minutes later, Mr. Kang was lying on the hospital bed with one foot hanging in a plaster cast, and the man with his nose bandaged showed the same confused expression.

"You called the police? Do you want me to sit in prison?" Xia Sheng's tone became dangerous.

Mr. Zhang quickly let the two escorts in the ward leave. After all, these people couldn't hear these things.

All of a sudden, there were only three people left in the room, and one was a 4-year-old kid.

Mr. Zhang was still in a daze, and at this moment, the 4-year-old kid suddenly understood what was going on.

The kid suddenly realized, oh, after Xia Sheng saw the message sent by the housekeeper, he automatically felt that Mr. Zhang was going to call the police and arrest her deliberately hurting people.

Mr. Zhang looked at the approaching woman, his nose and legs abruptly hurt.

Even if you have taken analgesics, the pain is like the pain in the memory.

Suddenly it was like returning to that morning, and the opponent was as fierce as a beast.

"If you have something to say, don't do it anymore."

"Baby, cover your ears, close your eyes, and count from 1 to 100."

Without turning back, Xia Sheng gave orders to his child. The child immediately obediently covered his ears and began to count--

"One, two..."

In the child's immature voice, Xia Sheng sat down beside him.

At the beginning, Mr. Kang still covered his ears tightly and counted carefully, so all he could hear was the voice of his own counting.

But he was really too curious about the current situation in the ward, so he secretly loosened his ears and concealed it.

The child's eyes opened wider and wider, and he swallowed. He only knew that violent beatings were very scary.

But this method of the violent mother... is also too cruel.

Mr. Zhang desperately explained at this moment: "I didn't call the police, I really didn't call the police."

Xia Sheng didn't believe it, so he dialed the number that sent the text message.

The butler did not expect that the other party would dare to call. He was scaring the other party. How could he dare to call the police!

Mr. Zhang hurriedly said: "You press the speakerphone. If it were my person, I would definitely not let it go."

Mr. Kang: "..." The development of this thing is a bit weird.

The phone rang only twice, and someone answered.

Mr. Zhang angrily said to the other end: "Who are you? Who told you to call the police?"

The child stood there, almost skeptical of life, listening to the development of all this, his mouth is almost like a reflex repeating ---

"23, 23, 23..."

How could the butler's aura compare to the genuine Mr. Zhang. After being severely criticized, he learned of Mr. Zhang's identity and began to apologize again and again.

Mr. Kang's expression on his face at the moment no longer knows how to describe it.

He can't hear the voice of the butler, but he can hear the words of Mr. Zhang--

"You are brave, even if your boss is still awake, he dare not interfere with my affairs."

President Kang: "..." It's too much!

"You'd better deal with it, don't think that nobody knows about you, don't forget who bought the piano?"

Mr. Kang said 24 in his mouth, saying that he likes the way capitalists can’t speak clearly.

I don't know what was said over there, and Mr. Zhang was scolded again next. Mr. Kang felt that this thing was actually getting angry, and he didn't dare to scold Xia Sheng. He just sent a punching bag, so he vented to his heart's content.

In the end, it seemed to be comforted by the people over there.

This magical scene made Mr. Kang understand a truth-

People are not as good as heaven.

The only thing he was a little happy about was that this game was still his game, because everyone else only saw a small part of it.

Among the few people present, the only one who could see through the truth was a famous detective who looked like a child, but was too intelligent—oh, no, he was not Conan.

It wasn't him at home either. Mr. Kang was still counting, but when his ears heard his mother's very skillful threats and intimidation, Mr. Zhang repeatedly agreed.

It is really hard for President Kang to imagine that Xia Sheng still has this side.

What happened to her back then? Back then, she beat people and took that kind of unsightly photos. Why did she cry out herself?

Xia Sheng resolved the matter and was sure that there was no problem. Then he walked to the side and hugged his son who was cleverly covering his ears and was counting.

After the two people got out of the ward, Mr. Kang obviously felt that the violent mother's breath of murderous innocence just now disappeared.

The violent mother took out the list that she put in his sleeve, and said uncomfortably: "It's over again, the delay here is too long, we have to line up again."

Mr. Kang was expressionless, yeah, yeah, Mr. Zhang was just forcibly covered with a big man by his mother, and he was photographed casually.

And his violent mother, for nothing, has been delayed for so much time, and now he has to queue up again!

Did they know that my mother had been in line for more than an hour just now, and she couldn't play with her mobile phone. She was just sitting there. She was so bored that she almost counted the hairs on the child's head.

Now we have to line up again! Mom is so miserable!