President Daddy’s Excessive Love

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After dinner, Xia Xinnian left time for the father and son. She went upstairs with the computer and some materials. ..org

The uncle housekeeper sent her trip to a guest room, which is where Xia Xinnian will live in the future.

"Miss Xia, if you need to tell me directly, the young master's bedroom is right next to you!"

The uncle housekeeper explained and left.

Xia Xinnian's beautiful eyebrows frowned, there are many rooms here, why did they arrange it next door to this man?

Is it intentional?

Xia Xinnian sighed, forget it, she doesn't care about this matter, anyway, that man promises not to do anything to her.

Xia Xinnian was sitting on the sofa, holding a paintbrush, and kept drawing. There were a few scraps she threw away beside her.

I don't know why, but here she has no inspiration at all. It may be that her mind is restrained, and even her mind has become dull.

Finally, Xia Xinnian put down her pen and walked out of the room.

When she got out of the living room, she heard the sound of the piano next to her, playing a song she was very familiar with.

She used to love to play that song too.

For a moment, my emotions surged, thinking of the days when I grew up in Xia's family, I felt very sad.

If it wasn't for the framing five years ago, grandpa would not have treated her like that. Grandpa has always treated her pretty well. All of this was ruined by Xia Shuran.

Thinking of the year-old me sitting in front of the piano and playing this piece, at that time, my grandfather would sit behind her and listen with his eyes closed. This seems to have become a way of getting along with grandpa and grandson for a long time. ..org

Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and Xia Xinnian suddenly came back to her senses. When she realized that she lost her composure and wept, she immediately turned and walked out of the living room.

The two father and son who came out holding hands had smiles on their faces.

"Daddy, I'm going to see Mommy!"

The little guy suddenly misses Mommy.

A servant aunt next to him pointed to the door: "Miss Xia just went out!"

Jimucheng was startled: "what is she doing out?"

"I don't know, it looks like I'm crying!"

"Daddy, is Mommy not used to living here?

Why is she crying? "

The little guy's pretty face was full of worry.

Jimucheng didn't expect this woman to have so many roles. Living here, is she really wronged so much?

"Yuchen, you wait here, I'll go out and find your mommy!"

Jimucheng must ask clearly, where is it worth her crying?

Xia Xinnian just heard a familiar song suddenly, but thought of someone she would never see again, and felt uncomfortable for a while, so her eyes became moist.

Alone, she walked along the garden path under the street lamp.

The surroundings were quiet, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps behind her, and she couldn't help but look back, only to see a tall and elegant figure striding towards her from the dim light. ..org

Xia Xinnian's frightened expression changed, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes that would not be able to dry in the future.

"Why are you crying?"

The man's voice came over coldly, with questioning.

Xia Xinnian sniffed, and immediately said softly, "Who said I was crying!"

Jimucheng has long legs and stands in front of her in the blink of an eye. By the light of the street lamp, he sees the wet corners of her eyes and speaks hard.

"Did I treat you badly?

Or do you live in my place unacceptable and love to shed tears? "

Jimuchengzhi was a little annoyed because he heard his son's worries. If this woman continued to cry, it would affect his son's sense of belonging here.

He would never allow that to happen.

Xia Xinnian was in a bad mood. When she heard him questioning her like this suddenly, she also had a temper: "It's none of your business. I cry when I want to. Do you still care about me?"

"Of course I don't care about you, but don't let your son know that you are crying."

Jimucheng lowered his voice and warned: "you'd better consider your son's feelings."

"How would he know?"

Xia Xinnian frowned and muttered softly.

Seeing her lowering her head, Jimucheng sees her tear-stained thick eyelashes glistening in the light and shadow, just like the flapping of butterfly wings, so charming.

It seems that Jimucheng hasn't stared at her face carefully, but at this moment, he can calm down and appreciate her beauty.

Xia Xinnian's facial features are small and exquisite, with soft lines, and her skin is fair and tender, with a girlish rosy feeling.

Jimucheng is used to seeing women with heavy makeup. This plain little woman in front of him gave him a special feeling, just like the hibiscus blooming in the morning after the rain.

Xia Xinnian bit her lip secretly, raised her eyes, and met the man's wanton gaze, she froze all over.

When Jimucheng is caught by her, his eyes don't avoid or flicker, and he is still calm.

"My son has something like you!"

Jimucheng said in a flat voice, which resolved his embarrassment.

Xia Xinnian turned her back fiercely, not wanting him to look at her so presumptuously.

"I was born, of course like me!"

Xia Xinnian said angrily.

"The skin is like yours, very clear!"

Jimucheng said with a smile.

Xia Xinnian glared instantly, turned around and stared at him, feeling that this man was playing tricks on her.

"Except for the skin, he looks like me!"

Jimucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, very proud.

"I don't care about you!"

Xia Xinnian was even more annoyed, thinking that the son he had worked so hard to raise had not inherited her appearance. This was already a very heart-wrenching thing. Now, this man still wants to say it in such a proud tone, It's too much.

"why cry?"

Ji Mucheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender and tender wrist forcibly: "If you don't give me a reason, I won't let you go!"

"You let me go!"

Xia Xinnian didn't expect that this man would touch her. Was his promise eaten by a dog?

"Is it because you heard the piece I played just now?"

The man's voice suddenly sank, and he spoke clearly.

Xia Xinnian's mind was blank, and she looked back at him.

"Does this piece have any special meaning to you?"

When Jimucheng saw her eyes, he knew he had guessed right.

"Why should I tell you?"

Xia Xinnian's face turned pale with anger.

"If you didn't tell me, I guessed it too, did it remind you of He Jiaxuan?

Are you sad? "

"baffling!"

When Xia Xinnian heard the name that disgusted her, her face instantly became ugly. She shook his big hand away and ran forward quickly.

She reacted so excitedly, did she guess right again?

"He Jiaxuan!"

The man gritted his teeth and recited the name silently, his mood suddenly became irritable.

Is the woman remembering the man?

She cried, not because of him, Jimucheng, but that bastard?

Thinking of this reason, the man's face became more gloomy and ugly.

Jimucheng smoked a cigarette at the door, calmed down a little, and then went upstairs.

Xia Xinnian had already bathed his son, took out a set of pajamas from the box and put them on for him. Once he put his arms and legs on the bed, he looked like a wild horse that had run loose, jumping and rolling on the bed, humming Playing a little song, very happy.

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