Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

"Xinyan."

Liu Zhiyan weakly called Xia Xinyan's name, watching her flee in a panic, the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling up.

She already knew that Xia Xinyan was an idiot.

If you sympathize with your rival in love, and be a saint in front of your rival in love, she will just wait to be out.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with slender hands, Liu Zhiyan brushed her curly hair, turned and walked to Shen Xichen's office.

She wanted to find a good helper, and Shen Xichen, the man who loved her deeply, would definitely help her without complaint or regret.

Throughout the day, Xia Xinyan was out of her mind, her mind was filled with Liu Zhiyan's tearful eyes and pleadings.

How could this be?
Why did God make fun of them like this.

If it's just Liu Zhiyan who wants to covet her husband, she must fight her wits and courage.

As long as Huo Yiting doesn't tell her to leave, she will follow his footsteps closely.

But now, there was a child between them, and she suddenly became flustered and short of breath, wondering if she should persevere.

Regardless of whether Huo Yiting chooses Liu Zhiyan or not, as long as there is a child, their connection will not be broken.

And even if she secures Mrs. Huo's position, she won't be so big-hearted that she ignores Liu Zhiyan's existence and doesn't care about anything.

Just like Huo Yiting's parents, they quarreled over another woman all their lives, and had a grudge against each other. Is such a marriage really a happy one?
She doesn't know, she really doesn't know.

With a splitting headache, she rubbed her breathless chest, staring down at the artwork on the table.

On the drawing, it was still the jewelry style she designed for the rich lady yesterday.

Her mind was full of the scene where Huo Yiting took her to find inspiration yesterday.

The love he wants is to be faithful and never leave, and she is certainly not the same.

But the reality is so cruel.

When love meets reality, on the one hand is the man she loves deeply, and on the other is the sufferer who gave birth to a little life for him, what should she do?
Shredding the drawing to pieces, Xia Xinyan took out the white paper and began drawing quickly.

At this time, she didn't know how to relieve the depression in her heart, so she could only transform her emotions into brushstrokes, so that her inner desires could be transformed into her jewelry styles.

Jewelry styles represented by flowers emerged spontaneously. Xia Xinyan pursed her lips, looking at the lifelike flower buds, she seemed to see Huo Yiting smiling towards her.

Putting down the pen, Xia Xinyan stretched out her jade finger and gently touched the flowers on the paper, tears gushed from her eyes.

Not willing, she was not willing to let her leave him at all.

She is not that bold, not generous enough to watch her beloved man live with other women in love.

However, she couldn't ignore Liu Zhiyan's mother and son.

Why are there so many twists and turns between them?
She just wants to live a normal and happy life with the man she loves, but why is it so difficult?
Xia Xinyan lay on the table, letting the tears flow wantonly.

In the president's office, Huo Yiting was in high spirits.

Today's work is as usual, but he is full of strength.

A major event in his life was settled by him, and he was relieved from the irritability of the past few days. He was very happy.

Thinking of the day after day, he could hug his wife and children to warm the bed, and he felt that the gray sky gradually became brighter.

I haven't seen the little woman today. I heard that she has been working in the design department.

This workaholic must have been inspired by the inspiration and drew the artwork that satisfies the customer.

Cursing his lips, Huo Yiting raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was almost time to get off work. He thought he should pick up his wife, and then follow her to the hospital to visit Xiaobao.

Look, what a joy it is.

Thinking about it, Huo Yiting got up, picked up his coat and walked out of the president's office.

The knock on the door interrupted Xia Xinyan who was in a daze.

Xia Xinyan came back to her senses, and saw the office door was wide open, and Huo Yiting's tall figure stood at the door.

The colleagues in the design department who hadn't left yet looked in through the office door in unison, their eyes full of envy.

Mr. Huo personally came to pick up the president's wife from get off work, and the rumors of the past few days were self-defeating.

It seems that Huo Yiting cares most about the wife of the president.Liu Zhiyan, completely defeated.

"Can we go?"

Huo Yiting pursed his lips, walked leisurely in front of Xia Xinyan, glanced down at the blueprint on the table, and saw Xia Xinyan's design, his eyes flashed with wonder.

"With flowers as the theme, different flowers mean different love stories. Very thoughtful."

Huo Yiting put the blueprints aside, bent slightly, put his head in front of Xia Xinyan, and said in a low voice, "Xinxin, should you thank me in the way you did last night?"

The way last night was the way men and women face each other sincerely.

Xia Xinyan couldn't help thinking about it, her little face flushed suddenly.

She tilted her head back and looked at him deeply, but said nothing.

At this time, she didn't have the heart to flirt with him as usual, she just wanted to look at him well.

Huo Yiting raised his eyebrows, he was a little surprised that he didn't hear her being as coquettish as before.

Looking carefully at the woman's eyebrows and eyes, the corners of her eyes seemed a little red, but her eyes were deep and complicated when she looked at him.

Tangled, attached, reluctant.

All kinds of emotions come together in it.

something wrong.

Huo Yiting had a hunch.

"What happened?"

She came to work in the company right after she came out of the hospital in the morning. Could it be that Xiaobao's illness was unexpected?
Shouldn't be possible.

With Shen Xichen here, if there is a problem, he will definitely tell him the first time.

"It's okay, I just miss you a little bit."

Xia Xinyan only felt that her throat was a little dry, she resisted the ache, lowered her eyes and tidied up the things on the table.

"Come on, let's go to the hospital."

Before she could figure it out, she wanted to cherish the time they had together, and wanted Xiao Bao to feel the joy of coming to her father.

Suddenly hearing Xia Xinyan say that she misses him, Huo Yiting's heart softened.

He stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, "Little fool, are you really all right? If there is anything, you must tell me."

Xia Xinyan's nose was sore for no reason, she sniffed the manly scent from him, with a familiar sense of security, she wanted to tell him everything and forget it.

However, when she thought of Liu Zhiyan's begging, she did not open her mouth.

"It's all right. Well, the door of the office is still open. It's embarrassing to be seen."

Trying to change the topic, Xia Xinyan dared not stay in this intoxicating tenderness any longer.

"Heh, you are my president's wife. I'm trying to tell everyone how to love their women as a man."

Huo Yiting didn't take it seriously, and gently opened the hand holding her, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of doting.

"Small poverty."

Xia Xinyan glared at him coquettishly, her heart was sweet but at the same time inexplicably sad.

If one day, this kind of bone-destroying pampering is no longer there, what should she do?