flirt with a rich man

Chapter 26 Showdown When Necessary

Snow began to fall in the sky, chills crawled up from his knees, and the things in front of him were blurred, Liu Song's eyes widened trying to stay awake, his lips quivered up and down without blood.

He was afraid that today would be his death day next year.

No one said that Hou Hao's strikes would be so ruthless.

Playing with the camera in his hand, Hou Hao coldly flipped through the pictures. Most of the pictures taken in the past few days were of him hugging Yiming and Xiao Zhuo hugging Yiming.

"that is all?"

"Also... and more." Life is more important than news, and nonsense is of course life-saving.

"where."

Liu Song looked at the clothes. The driver understood that Q stepped forward to take out his pockets, fearing that he would be beaten again, so he tried to straighten up, "chest, chest."

Pulled a USB flash drive from his neck, and the driver handed it to the man.

Hou Hao twirled this small thing, the thing closest to his heart was not warm at all, he could imagine how much the other party was suffering now, "No more?"

After living for so long, Liu Song felt that his fate was not his own for the first time. The big man cried bitterly and knelt down, "It's really gone." Fate is like grass, and if you really want you to disappear, it's a matter of fire.

In the horrifying atmosphere, someone's phone rang suddenly, and Liu Song was so frightened that he yelled.

Hou Hao was silent for a while, took the phone, and said with a different voice and emotion, "Yiming."

"Uncle Hou, why did it take you so long to answer the phone." It was so long that he was about to hang up.

"I was busy just now, so I won't be like this next time."

Yiming said, "Then are you busy now?"

Seeing the man on the ground walk to the other side, he said softly, "Get busy."

"Then when will you come back, I can't see you when I go home, are you not coming?" At the end, his voice became lower and lower, Yiming saw Xiao Zhuo cooking in the kitchen, it should be braised fish, the smell hooked him nose, "Dad made the braised fish today."

"I'll go back when I'm done, and I'll bring you something delicious."

Yiming thought about it, and said 'hmm', "I want to eat durian, uncle, don't bring anything else, I won't eat anything else."

It is true that the three sentences are not far from the old line, he chuckled, "Yes."

Usually Hou Hao played with Yiming at home, but now that he couldn't see anyone, the little guy felt a little lonely, and he didn't know who to talk to, Xiao Zhuo was busy with family affairs and he didn't dare to disturb him.

He held the phone for a long time and said 'hmm'. It should be the time to hang up the phone, but he dragged on for a long time, "Uncle Hou, when are you coming back?"

"Come back in two days." Hou Hao said.

"Ok."

Seeing that the dishes on the dinner table were almost ready, Yiming hung up the phone reluctantly, and climbed up on the stool with his head down, as if someone owed him money.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zhuo pretended to eat, and stroked the child's soft hair, "It's just a phone call."

"I don't want to part with Uncle Hou, there is no one to play with."

Xiao Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked impatiently, "We used to be the only ones at home, I'll play with you."

Yiming pouted and said, "It's different, Uncle Hou can talk about a lot of things that teachers don't teach."

Xiao Zhuo bit his chopsticks, and the piece of fish in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet. He was used to the lively atmosphere of multiple people, and once he returned to the previous mode, he would inevitably make the child feel awkward.

Children, children, how can they know so much.

But I know how to be lonely.

I want to say that Dad can teach you, but he didn’t say it. The university was busy with photography, and the knowledge of high school and junior high school was out of his mind 800 years ago. "I will play with you at night."

There are two sides to the conversation. The man hung up the phone, turned around and squatted down, holding the USB flash drive in his hand. The location is relatively remote, only a faint light appeared and flickered. Cooperating with the current situation, Liu Song was forced to think of dying. I can't read the other person's expression without knowing the other person's expression. Listening to the phone call just now seems to be a confirmation of my hard work these days.

"Let's make a deal, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Liu Song raised his head quickly, "What deal."

……

Xiao Zhuo made milk powder for Yiming, saw him sucking on the pacifier but turning around in front of his eyes, laying in his arms and shaking his short legs, "Would you like to invite Xie Santa Fe on my little birthday?"

The action of drinking the milk paused, Yiming left the bottle and asked puzzledly, "Why did you invite her here?"

"Because they invited you for their birthday."

Yiming said, "But I don't want anyone else around."

"Why is she someone else? Didn't you say she was your friend?"

This is right, Yiming puffed up his cheeks and rubbed against Xiao Zhuo's arms, "I want to spend time with my family and my father."

Xiao Zhuo didn't say anything else, slowly following his son's back, Yiming sometimes likes to be lively and sometimes doesn't.

In the past, holding Yiming just supported the two feet to make him stand up, but now it can't do it anymore, it grows fast. "Come on, let's go to sleep."

"Yeah." After speaking, he naturally reached out for a hug.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Zhuo didn't go forward, "I still need to hug him when I'm old, come down and walk by myself."

"Dad, I'm sleepy." Rubbing his eyes, Yiming looked at him pitifully.

It was almost 10 o'clock after serving the little ancestor, Xiao Zhuo changed into pajamas and lay down next to his son, Yiming climbed up to his father's chest, and looked at him sideways.

This posture can't be changed no matter what, Xiao Zhuo didn't correct it anymore, anyway, when Yiming gets older, he won't have to sleep with him, so he casually asked, "Do you want to listen to a story?"

Nazhi Yiming shook his head, "I'm a man, I don't listen to fairy tales."

Xiao Zhuo immediately said 'Oh', pinched Yiming's face and said, "A man should still sleep alone."

Yiming stammered, leaning close to his father and blushing a little, "Dad, I am still a little man, not a big man yet."

Rubbing the child's hair, Xiao Zhuo sighed and hugged him, and asked slowly, "Do you like Uncle Hou?"

Eyes flew to Xiao Zhuo, Yiming thought about what to say: "He is good to me, and I am also good to him."

"If one day I'm no longer in this family, would you like to be with Uncle Hou?" He felt that it was necessary to touch Yiming's mind, taking advantage of today.

"Father, do you want to go out to work too? How many days?" Yiming raised his head.

"If I'm not at home forever, I'll come to see you occasionally." Before he finished speaking, Yiming sat up, his mouth was pursed, and his eyes glistened with water, "You don't want me anymore." Feeling aggrieved , the water glistened and rolled down.

Crying as soon as he said it, Xiao Zhuo was so frightened that he hugged him immediately to comfort him, "Dad just asked, it's not true."

Yiming looked at Xiao Zhuo, and was about to cry as soon as he closed his eyes.

Xiao Zhuo has always been very proud that his son doesn't cry like his peers, he didn't put much thought into it, the child is still good, except for the days when Zu Zu died, he cried a lot, he seldom cries on weekdays.

"I said it was false, why are you crying?"

Although he was crying, he didn't let out a sound. Yiming held his breath and wiped away his tears, hugging his father's neck, "Dad."

Every time when Yiming hugged his neck and acted like a spoiled child, Xiao Zhuo was irritated in his heart, and the hundred-refined steel turned into soft fingers, and his whole heart softened. To help Yiming calm down, Xiao Zhuo smiled wryly, " I can't bear to leave you."

Lie on Dad's shoulder without saying a word, and don't let go in a daze.

There was no way, Xiao Zhuo lay down in an aggrieved position, patted his son's buttocks and covered the quilt.

Looking up at Xiao Zhuo for a while, Yiming returned to the previous posture, his eyes were watery from tears, and he looked very wronged.

"You don't want me."

Xiao Zhuo said, "How could Dad not want you?"

"Then you don't go to work either."

He finally understood what self-inflicted crimes meant, so he had to explain patiently and slowly.

Finally relieved, Yiming shrank into Xiao Zhuo's arms and couldn't get out no matter how much he coaxed him, kicking his legs and refusing to leave his father's arms.

He turned off the light, hugged the child to coax him, and clapped his hands.

In the next two days, the little guy became extremely vigilant, shouting when he couldn't see Xiao Zhuo, and finally walked along without doing anything.

It is inconvenient to drag a 5-year-old doll, Xiao Zhuo pointed to the TV and said to Yiming: ""Bear Infested" will be broadcast soon."

Yiming hesitated, but he didn't hide his desire and didn't let go.

"You can only watch TV for two hours, and if it's gone, it's really gone."

This will be anxious, Yiming ran to the TV to watch, whether his eyes caught Xiao Zhuo stretching his neck to see if he was there.

Xiao Zhuo smiled and continued to work, ignoring the vibration in his pocket, only to find out at night that it was Hou Hao who sent the message, asking if the 19th was Yiming's birthday.

Quickly typed [Yes], he closed the chat page, thought about it and opened it again, [You won't come back that day. 】

It was morning in New York, and Hou Hao replied to the message while eating breakfast. How could it be possible for his son not to go back for his birthday.

Seeing her younger brother smiling suddenly at the phone, Hou Jing asked, "What made you so happy."

He and the old man are not very close, but Hou Jing is close. When she was a child, she helped her younger brother when she was a child. When she married a foreigner, she was afraid that there would be rumors that her siblings would rob the family property and bleed. She insisted on living abroad and managed a branch company. However, I don't want the siblings to be separated.

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."

The little princess came with her uncle, and it was rare to see her parents having a good time. She was devastated when she heard that she was leaving the day after tomorrow, "Uncle will stay for another two days."

When he came to New York, he was also sending the little princess to his parents. Now that the matter was settled, Hou Hao always thought of that little home, so he touched the top of the little princess's head and said, "You can stay here for a few days. If you want to go back, call uncle." Telephone."

"Then I will stay with my parents for a long time."

Hou Jing kissed her daughter and persuaded her: "It's rare to see me this time, so just stay a few more days." She is only a younger brother, and she still has the same temperament as the old man, which is difficult to deal with.

"Are you afraid that I will affect your couple's time?"

Even Hou Jing was ashamed when she heard the hint, she blushed and glared at her husband who had just come down from upstairs.

This glance was too sudden, Roger sat down blankly, what's wrong?

Could it be that last night was too...

Oops, I immediately walked over and squeezed my wife's shoulder, but was blocked.

Hou Hao insisted on leaving and she didn't force her to stay. Still remembering her mother's entrustment, she hurriedly said earnestly: "You can also do your own business as the shopkeeper. Mom is really anxious about your business, so let me pay attention to this matter." The girl over there said she wanted to introduce you."

Hou Hao said: "Don't introduce it."

"Tell mom, I want you to get married and stable when I worry about you." Hou Jing was a little emotional while talking. Hou Hao was born by Li Shufen at an advanced age, and everyone said that the youngest son was a pain in the heart, but Hou Zheng No.

It's not painful, it's cruel.

The result of sending them outside early is that they are not too close to the old couple.

"Mom said that you haven't been back for several days. I'll find a girl for you. The veteran cadre's girl has a high education. You can have some snacks when you go back this time. People who have been married once don't always worry the old man."

"Sister..." Hou Hao drank his saliva, frowned, and pursed his lips after calling out, as if there was something wrong.

Hou Jing hadn't heard her younger brother call her sister for a long time, she was dazed for a moment, but she quickly adjusted, "What's wrong?" Looking at his serious expression, she might have something to say. "Mom cares about you."

"It's not about this." Hou Hao tapped his hands on the table and said calmly, "Do you still remember the boy who came to our house on Santa Fe's birthday?"

"Remember, Roger said that he looks quite like you."

Hou Hao sighed, "That's my son."

"what!"

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