Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Of course Hawthorne was worried, she wanted to settle Zhuo An herself, and then ask him when only the two of them were around.

At that time, he might be able to remove the disguise and stop pretending to be stupid to face his own questions.

However, before she could speak, Lake Saved said again, "Miss Hawthorne, the news that you went to the Sunshine House today was the first thing that reached the young master's ears."

After hearing this sentence, Hawthorne paused.

This sentence, in other words, it was because of this that Xing Chenyou put down his work and left the company so early to find her.

If she continues to be disobedient, she will be in big trouble!
Hawthorne looked at Lake with gratitude in his eyes, fortunately he reminded her!
The driver sent Huo Sang and Xing Chenyou back to the Blue Heart Lake Villa. After that, Huo Sang watched Zhuo An and Lake leave in the car, and she only hoped that Zhuo An could be settled down.

"Where's Little Star?"

When Huo Sang turned around, Xing Chenyou was no longer behind her. She quickly walked into the door and asked the servant while changing her shoes.

"The young master and the third young master are in the game room upstairs."

Huo Sang nodded, thought for a while, and asked again, "Where's Xing Chenyou?"

"Mister went to the study."

Hawthorne thought to himself, he is really a workaholic, but it is good to go to work, so as not to be nervous that he will make his heart beat faster when we meet soon, and he is afraid that he will say something.

The servant had just washed two servings of strawberries, and Hawthorne took one and prepared to go upstairs.

"Ma'am, please send this to the young master." The servant hurriedly stopped her again.

Hawthorne frowned.

The servant hurriedly explained with trepidation, "When the master is working in the study, he doesn't like us to go in and disturb him."

Hawthorne vomited blood, he didn't like them going in and disturbing him, would he still like her going in and disturbing him?

"Then don't give it to him." She was going to take two copies upstairs, because little Xing Xing likes to eat strawberries.

The servant said, "But, ma'am, sir, strawberries are his favorite."

"……"What?Xing Chenyou, a big man who has nothing to do with strawberries, actually likes to eat strawberries?
Hawthorne bit his lip, his eyes flickered, remembering that Little Xingxing also likes to eat strawberries the most, he couldn't help feeling the power of his genes.

'Tuk-tuk--'

"Please come in."

A cold voice came from inside, and Huo Sang hurriedly opened the door and went in. She saw Xing Chenyou standing by the window smoking a cigarette at a glance, and was taken aback for a moment.

Xing Chenyou thought it was a servant, so he didn't want to talk to him.

Hawthorne lowered his head and put the strawberries on the desk, then turned around and walked out.

As a result, Xing Chenyou just crushed out the cigarette butt and turned around. When he turned around, he ran into Huo Sang who was sneaking in his eyes.

"Look at the document on the table." Xing Chenyou stroked his brows, then raised his legs and walked towards the desk.

Information for her to read?what is it
Hawthorne didn't say anything. He picked it up and looked at it. His brows were furrowed when he saw it. After reading it, his face was already full of worry and anxiety. What? Can’t say it, or don’t want to say it? Or can’t say it?”

"A traumatic emergency syndrome."

Hawthorne's brows were almost knotted, she missed Little Xingxing's sweet and cute voice, and didn't want to see him typing in the future, "Can it be cured?"

"It can be cured, and the recovery time is different for everyone." Xing Chenyou paused, "Ah Shi also got through it, and now I cherish words like gold."

"Let Xing Qianshi live here for a while."

Huo Sang immediately understood what Xing Chenyou meant. He asked Xing Qianshi to contact Little Xingxing, probably because he wanted him to help restore Little Xingxing.

Xing Chenyou was noncommittal, and sat down at the desk, obviously as if he wanted to continue working, and that look obviously drove Hawthorne away.

Hawthorne took two steps, then looked back at him, "Well, it's not good to smoke more, so let's smoke less in the future... Just think it's for the sake of the little stars, and it's not good for children to smell the smoke."

After finishing speaking, she quickly lifted her legs to go out, and closed the door regardless of his reaction.

Xing Chenyou raised his head after she left. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screen of the mobile phone which was still on. Take out a cigarette from the box.

But suddenly remembered what Hawthorne said before he left. He glanced at the smoke and put it back.

Xing Chenyou's phone was still vibrating, but obviously, he had no intention of answering it, even though his face was getting darker and uglier.

Hawthorne went upstairs, opened the door of the game room, and saw two heads, one big and one small, put together, looking very happy.

Little Xingxing was still unable to speak, and kept typing for Xing Qianshi to read. Xing Qianshi didn't like to talk at first, and he also typed in courtesy, so the game room was unusually quiet.

Hawthorne felt jealous inwardly, for Little Xingxing liked to pester her before.

I really don't know if Xing Chenyou is jealous or not!Anyway, she eats very well!
"Little Xingxing, come, eat strawberries."

Little Xingxing turned her head, her eyes sparkled, as if she was saying—Mummy is back!

He stood up, jogged over, took Huo Sang's hand towards Xing Ganshi, sat down on the floor, and then pointed to something on the computer for her to see.

Xing Qianshi was still very silent, with lowered eyebrows, as if Hawthorne didn't exist.

Hawthorne went to look at Little Xingxing's writing board——Mommy, this is a birthday present for Daddy that my little uncle and I remembered together!
ah?birthday present?

Hawthorne was stunned for a moment.

——In another month, it will be Daddy's birthday, which is April [-]th.

Little Xingxing quickly writes on the clipboard and shows it to Hawthorne.

April fifth?

Isn't that Ching Ming Festival?
"This is quite in line with your father's temperament." Hawthorne said with a dry laugh.

When Xing Qianshi heard this sentence, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, but the expression on his face remained rigid and serious.

——Mommy, I will make this thing with my little uncle, and Mommy will do it too!

Hawthorne took Xiao Xingxing's writing board, saw what he wrote on the writing board, couldn't help but stroked his forehead, "Mummy can't."

Little Xingxing was full of smiles, lowered his head, and wrote quickly, "It doesn't matter if Mommy is okay, little uncle and I are very good!"

Huo Sang joined in under the strong invitation of Xiao Xingxing. She became more and more interested in the thing designed by Xiao Xingxing, and even began to guess whether Xing Chenyou would like it.

Whether you like it or not, this is something designed by Xiao Xingxing himself, if you don't like it, you have to like it!

After waiting an hour later, when Lake called, Hawthorne interrupted the harmonious scene and answered the phone.

"Okay, I'll go there now!"

Huo Sang stood up and was about to go out. It was Lake who called. He said that Zhuo An had been settled and invited Nan Shaochen. She happened to have something to ask Nan Shaochen.

But Little Xingxing grabbed Hawthorne's hand, and Hawthorne looked back at him.

Little Xingxing didn't type or write on the clipboard, but dragged Hawthorne to the balcony on one side, and turned around to close the balcony door.