Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Hawthorne sat in a wheelchair, surrounded by little stars, and walked towards the figure all the way.

As he got closer and closer, he could see that the figure was Xing Chenyou.

He is dressed very formally today. The clothes on his body are high-definition suits, the color of space gray, elegant and calm, which makes his temperament very stable and mature.

Is he waiting for her and Xiao Xingxing?

Hawthorne thought in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

"Daddy!" Little Xingxing yelled at Xing Chenyou, with his little face upturned, he was in a good mood, so this daddy call was clear and loud.

Xing Chenyou's eyes were deeply fixed on Huo Sang, and after a while, he turned his gaze away and landed on Little Xingxing.

He didn't speak, just touched Little Xingxing's head.

Then, he looked at Hawthorne, raised his legs and walked behind her.

Hawthorne realized that he might have to push the wheelchair, and his face turned red, "Well, you don't need to push it, I can push it by myself, no, I can walk by myself."

She really wasn't so delicate that she had to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around.

What's more, she was really flattered to let Xing Chenyou push her. If she was not pregnant now, she would definitely jump out of the wheelchair right now.

"Sit down." Xing Chenyou didn't like to talk nonsense, he only said two words coldly, and Huo Sang sat down firmly all of a sudden, not daring to move.

Hawthorne touched his nose, lowered his head and did not speak, but his body was stiff. She felt the breath behind her and looked at the crowd getting closer and closer. Her hands folded on her legs could not help but Hold tight, I feel unspeakably nervous.

"Mummy." Little Xingxing quietly reached out to grab Hawthorne's hand.

Two people holding hands.

"Mum, don't be nervous, I'm holding your hand." Little Xingxing's face was serious, a little serious and serious, he said, his eyes were straight ahead, and he never shifted.

Hawthorne looked at Little Xingxing, it was obvious that this little guy was nervous. Look, his little face was tense, his eyes were full of seriousness, even the hands holding her were gradually tightening, obviously because of nervousness. up!

She was quite nervous at first, but now she is not nervous at all when she looks at Little Xingxing.

"Mummy is not nervous." Hawthorne stretched out his other hand and patted Little Xingxing's hand, wrapping it around.

Little Xingxing turned his head and glanced at his mommy, and saw that mommy was looking at him with a gentle smile on her face. She seemed to be really not nervous. He blinked, and suddenly his mood also relaxed.

Xing Chenyou's birthday party was something that had never happened before in Shangjing. No matter whether it was black or white or everyone wanted to give him face, so everyone came. At this time, almost everyone in the banquet hall came.

What is missing is the Lord.

When Huo Sang was holding the hand of Little Xingxing and was pushed by Xing Chenyou to appear on the road to the banquet hall covered with red carpet, the lights arranged on both sides of the open space were turned on at once.

Take Hawthorne's face clearly.

Huo Sang is extremely beautiful. Her appearance is top-notch in the entertainment circle full of beauties. After being dressed up today, when she walks in such flickering bright lights, everyone feels like seeing a fairy.

Breathtaking beauty.

Little Xingxing was used to seeing the beauty of his own mommy, so he didn't feel that deeply. He only thought that mommy looked very fairy in that lake blue dress today, but he didn't expect that the group of people saw his mommy alone Everyone was dumbfounded.

All the eyes from around fell on the woman in front of him. Xing Chenyou's face was pale, but a gloomy light flashed quickly in his eyes.

Obviously, at that moment, he was unhappy.

Xing Chenyou didn't say a word, his figure stood upright, pushing Huo Sang to the front step by step.

There was a cake there, apparently, it was Xing Chenyou's birthday cake today.

Little Xingxing looked around, as if looking for something.

When he saw Rick in the corner, he smiled and stretched out his hand as an OK gesture.

Rick was also a little excited.

Among other things, the birthday present prepared by Little Xingxing for the eldest son today is really unique.

Standing in front of the cake, Xing Chenyou lowered his head and turned Hawthorne's wheelchair to the surrounding people attending the birthday party. At this time, the banquet hall was very quiet, not even a single unnecessary sound.

Everyone looked at Xing Chenyou and Huo Sang behind the cake, and the child who was not as tall as the cake.

Such an elegant and beautiful woman is the rumored Miss Huo Sang who has a bad reputation, and the child who is not as tall as a cake is the son of Xing Chenyou, who also looks beautiful and intelligent.

"Let me introduce you." Xing Chenyou opened his mouth, his tone as cold as ever.

Hawthorne couldn't help tightening her hands on her lap, and she couldn't help raising her head to look at the man beside her.

She really couldn't figure out his mind.

"This is Hawthorne, my wife." Xing Chenyou didn't pause for long, and then said in the same indifferent tone.

But no matter how cold his tone was or what, this moment is a day that no one will ever forget.

Because Xing Chenyou admitted that Huo Sang was his wife.

Although the news of their marriage has already exploded on the Internet, there are some things that are best to be admitted personally.

Xing Chenyou's words continued, "This is my son, Xing Shiyu, and he is my heir."

With one sentence, he has already established the status of Little Star, Xing Chenyou's heir.

What does this mean? This means that Xiao Xingxing will be the helm of the Xing family in the future. What does it mean to be the helm of the Xing family?
This means absolute leadership in the business world.

But this child is still so young, and he can't see whether he has the talent for doing business in the future, so it's just settled like this, isn't it too rash?

Someone listened and thought so.

Xing Chenyou's third sentence fell, "Everything about Xing's future will be my son, so today I will bring him out to see the world."

There was a hint of pampering in his words, although his voice was still extremely cold.

But the people below were shocked. From this sentence, Xing Chenyou had already made up his mind. This sentence was telling them not to underestimate his son.

Xing Chenyou held the cake-cutting knife and held Hawsang's hand. He was not good at words, and he didn't plan to say anything, so he was going to cut the cake directly.

But at this time, some people couldn't help but want to destroy such a beautiful and happy picture.

"Boss Xing, have you given so much to your son, but nothing to your wife? I saw that her hands are empty, not even a ring. You are not showing off, are you?"

The male voice sounded a bit sharp, cut through the air, and came straight to the person's forehead.