Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

After they left, someone looked at Xiao Baiyue and said with a smile, "Little Baiyue, you can't do it. Mr. Xing has been sitting here for several hours but he couldn't get close to him. When Mrs. Xing came, Mr. Xing followed gone."

Xiao Baiyue drank the red wine and laughed, "Who told her to be Mrs. Xing?"

She put down her wine glass, glanced at the time, and said with a smile, "I still have a live broadcast tonight, everyone, I will play with you next time."

She knew that this group of people would not let her go, so she tactfully punished herself with three cups, then smiled apologetically before leaving.

By the time she left, Xing Chenyou and Huo Sang had long since disappeared outside.

Xiao Baiyue came out of the high-end club, lit a cigarette outside, took a deep puff, threw it on the ground and crushed it.

She opened her bag and took a look inside. It was already dark, and the dim street lamps couldn't see what was inside.

"There's no chance for that little bitch!"

Little Baiyue cursed in a low voice, the voice was exactly the same as Huo Jiao's voice cursing Hawsang.

She closed her bag again, stepped on her high heels and was about to leave. Now she is no longer the Huo Jiao that everyone shouts and beats, but a popular female anchor in the live broadcast industry. I can re-enter the entertainment industry, whether it is filming or what.

This time, she has to be steady and not be as aggressive and unstable as before.

But just as she was about to drive, she saw Huo Sang waiting on the side of the road, without Xing Chenyou, suddenly, little Baiyue showed surprise on her face, she looked around to make sure she didn't see Xing Chenyou, so she stepped forward.

"Mrs. Xing!"

Hawsang turned his head to look, she always had a kind of physical rejection in her heart towards this little Bai Yue, so she didn't have a good look on her face, "Miss Bai."

"Why didn't you see Boss Xing?" Xiao Baiyue walked up quickly with a smile, next to Huo Sang.

Hawthorne was about to move aside subconsciously, she really didn't like being so close to Xiao Baiyue.

But Xiao Baiyue suddenly hooked Hawsang's arm, and the other hand was holding something that had been taken out of the bag a long time ago.

"He's gone to drive." Hawthorne frowned.

Xiao Baiyue was surprised, "Mr. Xing has been drinking, so he might not be able to drive? Hey, Mrs. Xing, is that the car? It seems to be driving very erratically!"

When Huo Sang heard this, he turned his head and looked in the direction Xiao Baiyue said, it was not Xing Chenyou's car.

Taking advantage of her turning her head, Xiao Baiyue threw the thing she was clutching in her hand into Hawthorne's bag at an incredible speed.

She remembered that the person who gave her this said that this kind of ghost thing came from the temple in Thailand. It was very 'spiritual'. As long as it was thrown into the bag that Hawthorne often used, it could stick to her from then on.

"Mrs. Xing, it's getting late, so I'll go first."

Hawthorne wished that she would leave quickly, so he nodded without looking at her.

Xiao Baiyue smiled and left Hawsang smoothly. When she reached a street corner, she immediately stood behind the wall and looked in Hawsang's direction. She happened to see Xing Chenyou driving a car to pick her up.

Her eyes were full of resentment, she didn't need to hide it now, she wished she could pierce Hawthorne's body.

Hawthorne felt that the night was chilly, making people shiver all over. After Xing Chenyou's car stopped in front of him, she opened the door and got in without saying a word.

"You're drunk, can't you drive?"

Xing Chenyou glanced at Huo Sang, and Huo Sang surrendered with both hands, and didn't speak anymore. It was already late, and there were no cars on the road, so it should be nothing... maybe.

If anything, it wasn't her car anyway.

The two of them didn't speak on the road, and when they returned safely to Lanxinhu Villa, Hawthorne's heart was finally relieved. She was about to get out of the car, but the door was locked.

"Open the door!"

Xing Chenyou unbuckled his seat belt, but didn't unlock it.

"Hawthorne." He suddenly called out Hawthorne's name, and the low, drunken voice made Hawthorne inexplicably nervous.

Hawthorne looked back at him.

Xing Chenyou took a deep look at her, and then suddenly made a move to hug Huo Sang from the passenger seat.

"What are you doing!"

Hawthorne was almost impossible to guard against. By the time she finished speaking, she had already been sat on Xing Chenyou's lap.

There is only so much space in the car, and the air seems cramped.

Xing Chenyou didn't know how much wine he drank, his body smelled of alcohol.

Hawthorne blushed when he remembered what happened after he drank before, she didn't intend to sacrifice her precious second time in this car!

"Xing Chenyou, don't move around! Let me down!" She struggled violently.

The corners of Xing Chenyou's lips twitched, full of evil spirit, a little joking, "No matter how you move or howl, no one will come to rescue you."

He sat Hawthorne on himself.

Although both of them were wearing clothes, their appearance was still very ambiguous, and the temperature in the air was rising.

After Xing Qianshi came, Little Xingxing woke up. At this moment, the two uncles and nephews were watching the stars on the balcony. When they heard the sound of a car approaching, the eyes of the two uncles and nephews were attracted.

"Little uncle, that's Daddy's car." Little Xingxing wondered, shouldn't Daddy sleep with Mommy at this time?

Xing Qianshi nodded, "Your father and mother should be on it."

Little Xingxing tilted his head and thought for a while, then hummed, the little uncle would not lie to himself.

"Look, little uncle, did Daddy and Mummy fight? The car is shaking! Daddy won't hit Mummy! I'm going down to save Mummy!"

Xing Qianshi didn't stare at the car much, he didn't expect this, he looked down, sure enough, the car body was shaking abnormally, the rhythm was quite fast, he turned his head away, there was not much expression on his old-fashioned and handsome face, But he covered Xiao Xingxing's eyes with his hand, and carried him into the room.

"Little uncle, what are you doing?!"

"Tired, go to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy, I'm going to save Mommy!"

"Your mommy is fine."

"Really?"

"real."

Little Xingxing has always believed in his little uncle. Since the little uncle said so, then Mommy must be fine, not to mention that Daddy promised him that he would not bully Mommy or beat and scold Mommy. Daddy is a A big man always walks the talk.

Wait until tomorrow to ask Mommy.

The next morning, Xing Qianshi saw that Little Xingxing was still sound asleep, and got up lightly.

After he went downstairs, he took a look, but he didn't see Xing Chenyou.

"Where's big brother?" Xing Qianshi's voice was staid and unwavering.

Maid, you look at me, I look at you, "Mr. is not here..."

Xing Ganshi understood in seconds, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the car with absolutely enough space inside, without making a sound.

Being able to toss in the car all night is also awesome.

When he turned around and was about to go upstairs, Xing Qianshi heard something about the ballet queen Ann Qingsi's premiere tonight being broadcast on the TV. Xing Qianshi suddenly stopped and glanced at the TV.

Then, he suddenly glanced at the car outside the door again.