Two Hundred and Forty-Three Chapters Have Not Started, It Is over (3)

Women, he sure has plenty! When will it be her, Xia Xingchen?

Thinking this way, Bai Yeqing felt that he should be able to accept everything about her and Yu Zenan calmly, but in the end, at three o'clock in the morning, he still hadn't fallen asleep.

He lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, poured a glass of wine, and drank it with his head raised. The cold liquid couldn't suppress the burning depression in his heart.

On the bedside, a neatly folded nightgown belonged to him, and she had only worn it the night before. She was already plain and fair, small and slender. His nightgown was worn on her body, like a little doll, which made a man instinctively want to hug and love her. Thinking of her appearance, and thinking of Yu Zenan—would she also wear that man's pajamas? Will you let him hold you in your arms? When that man kissed her, would she respond shyly and boldly?

The fire that had been simmering in his chest for several hours suddenly became hotter and hotter.

"Come here!" shouted angrily, and the servant on duty hurried in from downstairs.

"Mr. President." We all know that Mr. President is in an extremely gloomy mood today. When the servant came in, he only looked down at the ground, not even daring to lift his eyelids easily. Everyone was terrified.

A white nightgown was thrown to her lap like trash, only to hear the voice of Mr. President with ice in his mouth, "The clothes that are already dirty, burn them, don't put them in front of me to be an eyesore!"

"..." Dirty? What a shame~~ How dare you give the president dirty clothes?

This nightgown was carefully cleaned and sterilized after Miss Xia wore it last time. It is going to be on the bedside today, and it is also for Mr. President to wear. It seems that now it is in the eyes of Mr. President.

The servant was puzzled, but naturally he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't dare to ask more questions. He just quickly picked up his pajamas and said, "Okay, Mr. President. I'll deal with it now."

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the next day.

Early in the morning, there was a commotion in the presidential palace. The baby young master started to lose his temper early in the morning for no reason. He never brushed his teeth or washed his face, and later refused to dress or eat.

The servants followed behind, coaxing them to the point of exhaustion. The two people, one big and one small, why have they been so abnormal these two days?

"Come over for dinner." In the restaurant, Bai Yeqing finally couldn't take it anymore, and ordered Xia Dabai with a straight face.

Xia Dabai snorted, and instead of sitting in the child's chair, sat opposite him, as if he wanted to negotiate with him. Two people stare at each other.

"What's your temper?" Bai Yeqing put down the tableware.

"I hate you who don't mean what you say!" What did you say at the beginning, you won't find a stepmother for him, but what did you say last night? !

"Really? Then from today onwards, you will go to the house to accompany your grandparents!" Bai Yeqing ordered the housekeeper, "Notify Wu Qiong that from today onwards, he will live with the old lady!"

Wu Qiong is Xia Dabai's driver.

"!"

"Also—" Bai Yeqing glanced at the crooked bow tie around his neck, "You are my son, Bai Yeqing, and you are going to meet an important person tonight. You can't look like this. Help Xiao Master tidy up your clothes!"

The last sentence was addressed to the servant.

Xia Dabai burst into tears with a 'wow', and his small body slid down from the chair, sobbing sobbing, he complained at the top of his voice, "I want to tell grandma that you bully people! Tell Dabao that you want to Find me a stepmother! You are a bad man! Both Dabao and I hate you! I don’t want to see your wife! I hate it!”

Bai Yeqing looked at the child's sad back, his expression became a little more gloomy-->>

color. After all, no appetite.

Put down the tableware and didn't continue.

If I really want to marry another woman, will that woman care? He is quite skeptical!

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On the other side, Country Y.

It was already past 0 o'clock, but Xia Xingchen didn't feel sleepy at all. Standing on the balcony of the hotel, looking at this strange country, my heart is desolate.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment. She took it over and saw that the phone in the presidential palace was flashing on the screen. It's exactly 8 o'clock in China now.

...Could it be him?

She looked at the phone for a while, tapped the answer button, and stuck it to her ear. Before he could speak, what came from the other side was the child's grievance sobbing to the extreme.

Xia Xingchen's heart twitched, almost to the point of his throat, "What's wrong, Dabai?"

"Wuuu~ Dabao, Dad bullied me while you were away..." Xia Dabai cried so hard that he spoke intermittently.

Xia Xingchen's heart was twisted when he heard it, "Speak up, what's going on? How could Dad bully you?"

"He just bullied me...he lied to me..." Xia Dabai complained, "Obviously, he promised before that he would never find a stepmother for me. But today... today he said that he would take me to meet another woman! She said she would be my mother in the future!"

The child's words made Xia Xingchen stunned on the spot. For a long time, my mind was blank.

Is it... so fast?

That night, when she said the sentence 'If one day he really marries another woman', she was actually just talking about it, but in her heart...

She was a little dazed. Xia Dabai choked up what she said to her over there, but she couldn't hear clearly, at this moment, she couldn't even comfort herself, and really didn't know what to say to comfort her son.

After an unknown amount of time, the child hung up the phone. Xia Xingchen was standing on the balcony in a foreign country, looking sadly at the strange lights, his eyes were empty...

In my heart, it is also...

The cold wind hit her face, making her shiver, but she couldn't feel it.

The position of the left chest is even colder. It was cold and heavy like being crushed into thousands of tons of ice cubes.

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The next day, Xia Xingchen fell ill.

It was too cold that day, the cold air did not dissipate, coupled with depression, the whole person started to have a fever. When the fever reached more than 39°, it was almost 40°, and the whole person was not awake.

Let alone work, I can't even get up.

Xia Xingchen wanted to drag his sick body to work, but Yu Zenan held him back. He called Yu Zeyao, only saying that he was busy and wanted to return to China early, and he was dumped halfway through work. Yu Zeyao had always had nothing to do with him, so he allowed him to come back.

So, on the third day, when Xia Xingchen's fever subsided a little, Yu Zenan took her on the plane back home.

The first-class seat is very spacious, and she always wakes up and sleeps. When I was in a daze, I felt that someone was covering me with a blanket.

Bai Yeqing...

Her dry lips moved, and she murmured, her cold little hand subconsciously pounced lightly in the air, and held a big warm hand.

As if she wanted to absorb the heat, she held on tightly and never let go.

In her mind, which was burning and confused, it was full of the shadow of the man who made her worry...