Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

At the dinner table, Hawthorne received several calls without interruption, all claiming to be the director of "Old City". She felt that this liar not only had no tricks, but also only stared at her, which was very shameless.

She blocked it directly.

Just at this time, the private detective sent her an email, Hawthorne saw the message popped up on the screen, and clicked in to read it.

The things were sorted out very simply. She scanned them roughly and found that they were almost the same as the information Qiu Xiaohe and his party told her.

Hawthorne frowned suddenly, feeling a little depressed.

Is her biological mother really such a person?
Hawthorne didn't want to believe such a fact, she didn't think so.

Xing Chenyou glanced at Huo Sang's cell phone, deep meaning hidden in his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

"Daddy, isn't my mommy very pretty? That's why you keep staring at her?" Little Xingxing still felt a little resentful in his heart, but when he saw Daddy staring at mommy all the time, the resentment in his heart was blown away.

"..." Xing Chenyou frowned, and glanced at his son, "Yes."

"Ahem, ahem~~" Hawthorne spit out a mouthful of rice.

What the hell dialogue!

Xiao Xingxing and Xing Chenyou looked at her together, Xiao Xingxing's eyes seemed to say, what a big deal!

After dinner, Xing Chenyou went to the study, and Huo Sang and Xiao Xingxing went upstairs.

"Young master, the private detective hired by Ms. Huo has already changed the information according to our request and sent it over."

After answering the phone, Lake lowered his head and whispered in Xing Chenyou's ear.

"Well, remember, no matter how she checks in the future, she can't find any news about Qiu Xiaochi's real identity." Xing Chenyou stood by the window of the study, with a cigarette in his hand, and a black shirt in his black shirt. The study room with no lights on at the moment looked very cold and cold.

Rick nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Qiu Xiaochi's real identity is too scary. Miss Huo knows that this is not a good thing. This time, thanks to the fake news from those fake relatives of Qiu Xiaochi, she can be fooled.

Now relying on the private detective Miss Hawthorne found, it is absolutely impossible to find out Qiu Xiaochi's true identity.

"Young master, the fake Qiu Xiaohe and others?"

"You know what to do."

Of course Lake knew, he didn't bother Xing Chenyou anymore, he gently closed the door of the study and left.

He knew how special this evening was for the young and old.

The sky gradually darkened, and there were a lot of cigarette butts piled up by the window of the study, and the whole study was filled with the smell of tobacco, which was choking.

Xing Chenyou stood by the window with one hand in his pocket and watched the sky darken completely with deep eyes.

There is no moonlight today, and the whole sky is gloomy and dark.

When Hawthorne slept until midnight, there was a sudden thunder outside which woke her up. She opened her eyes and looked towards the window. There was a heavy rain outside, with lightning and thunder.

She was a little worried about Xiao Xingxing, although Xiao Xingxing was not afraid of thunder, but in the past when it thundered and rained, both mother and son slept together.

Hawthorne glanced at the time. It was 11:30 in the evening. After thinking about it, she decided to get up and take a look.

Little Xingxing's room is next door. Although Xing Chenyou stipulates that he is not allowed to leave the room after ten o'clock, it is already 11:30, so he should be in bed long ago!

Hawthorne put on his slippers and walked lightly to Little Xingxing's room. Little Xingxing was probably tired and fell into a deep sleep, and the thunder didn't wake him up.

She heaved a sigh of relief, and gently left Little Xingxing's room.

'Clang! '

Just as he was about to return to his room, there was a sound of tables and chairs being overturned downstairs. Hawthorne was startled, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and walked downstairs.

At night in this big villa, all the servants will leave, so the movement upstairs, could it be a thief?

Hawthorne bit his lip, took off his slippers and held them in his hands.

All the lights were turned off, the house was very dark, the thunder outside made people nervous, and the occasional flash of lightning lit up the whole living room.

During the day, the living room looked spacious and comfortable, but at night, the surroundings were pitch black, and there were lightning and thunder outside, making the living room inexplicably gloomy.

Hawthorne swallowed, and suddenly regretted going downstairs.

"Bangdang-!"

Her nerves jumped. The tissue box on the coffee table beside her fell to the ground. She breathed out and reached for it, only to see a figure lying on the ground next to it.

'Snapped! '

Hawthorne was so frightened that he almost lost his voice, he picked up his slippers and beat there without screaming.

A strong hand grabbed her wrist at once, pulled her hard again, and was worried that little Xingxing would come out to meet the thief after waking up Xiao Xingxing, so Hawthorne restrained himself from screaming, snapping. Papa fiercely beat people with slippers.

"it's me."

Xing Chenyou's hoarse and deep voice came over, revealing a kind of unbearable discomfort.

Only then did Hawthorne's beating heart relax. At this moment, a bolt of lightning struck the night, and the light made her see clearly that the man lying on the ground was indeed him.

It's just that those narrow eyes that were slightly reddened with dark desire hidden deep in them made her feel strange to the scorching heat that came out of them.

Young Master Xing is just a big ice cube, and Hawthorne was a little scared when a big ice cube stared at people with such beastly eyes.

Hawthorne hastened to get off him.

Xing Chenyou grabbed her waist tightly, each word seemed to pop out from between his teeth, "Didn't I say, don't leave the room after ten o'clock."

How did she know that this elder brother had such a quirk that he would lie here in bed in the middle of the night? !

"I'll be right back!" Hawthorne struggled.

Xing Chenyou turned over and pressed her under him, and there was another flash of lightning. Hawthorne saw the abnormal redness on his body, and then realized that his breathing was rough and very rapid.

"you……"

Hawthorne is also a screenwriter, and he has experienced many battles in the book, so it looks like he is in heat!

She won't hit the muzzle, will she? !

Xing Chenyou supported the ground with both hands, his fingers were gradually curled up, and he forcibly held back something. Huo Sang didn't dare to move, his whole body was stiff. She was afraid that if he moved, this young man would...

She stared at Xing Chenyou, thinking about how she could get out of the current danger.

But Xing Chenyou would not give her a chance, as soon as his arm was loosened, all the strength of his whole body was on Hawsang's body, the scorching breath was in her neck, his teeth brushed lightly, and a burst of numbness flowed through her body like lightning .

Hawthorne gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and pushed him with all his strength.

Xing Chenyou's attention was all on the body below him, which seemed to exude a fragrance aftertaste. He didn't notice it for a while, and his whole body was pushed, and the back of his head hit the corner of the coffee table.

He let out a muffled grunt.

Hawthorne hurriedly crawled back while he was in pain, but he was dragged back by someone before he could climb out a few steps.