Dad is the president!

, but I also felt that before the car accident, I seemed to have seen him before.

I didn't think too much about too many irritating things. After returning to the villa, I didn't have the mood to go to sleep again. I drank a large cup of coffee and stayed in the study until dawn.

It was as if nothing had happened, and the original life before was restored.

I go back and forth between the company and the villa every day, although many times I don’t need to do the company’s affairs personally, and I don’t want to relax. When I feel really bored, I will think of Yao Qi. He will come to disturb me when he has nothing to do. These days But I didn't see him. After asking the secretary, I realized that he had been assigned to Thailand by me.

In two months, he had already forgotten about the little canned person.

Lao Li put a piece of information on my desk very solemnly. After I took it and looked at it, it turned out to be a DNA test result, and the two people on it were me and Xiaocan.

"Mr. Xing, when I saw the medical examination materials of Xiao Canned when he was hospitalized, there were several items that were surprisingly similar to yours. I was just lucky enough to take your hair and his hair and make this DNA. It turns out that he is the child of you and that woman 18 years ago, and he is the young master of the Xing family."

Holding this document in his hand, and hearing Lao Li's exclamation, he suddenly remembered that he had indeed had sex with a woman 18 years ago. Somewhat similar, that woman was from the Yuan family, but was used as a tool by the Yuan family, and the cause of death in the end was also because she was pregnant with this child.

With this document in hand, I thought for a long time. No matter how many lovers I have these years, I never thought that I would have a child, let alone that this sudden child has grown up and is still a harmonious couple. A little gangster who doesn't match his identity at all.

After rubbing his forehead, he said to Lao Li, "Bring me back, I will see him tonight."

There is no concept of being a father in his mind at all, and he doesn't know what to do after bringing him back, but one thing is certain, the blood of the Xing family cannot be allowed to flow outside.

After returning to the villa in the evening, he took off his suit and walked to the dining table, glanced at the more abundant dishes than usual, sat down on the main seat and told the servants: "Call him down for dinner."

Little Canned went downstairs. From a distance, he was already thin and small, with his head lowered, as if he was thinner than last time he saw him.Seeing him reluctantly coming over and sitting next to me, his two bright eyeballs lowered his head and looked around, he froze and didn't dare to move, but he was much more obedient than before.

It was only when he got closer that he could see that there were small red spots on his face, and he asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

He was startled, and replied timidly in a low voice, as if he was very afraid of me.I don't eat the rice, and I don't take the chopsticks.

It suddenly occurred to me that if a father wants to bring food for his son, he randomly picked up a shrimp and put it in his bowl. He felt impatient and asked me to serve others himself, so he said to him: "What do you want to eat?" Do you want me to clip it for you myself?"

Hearing this, he hurriedly peeled off the skin of the shrimp in the bowl, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to praise blindly: "It's delicious, it's the most delicious shrimp I've ever eaten in my life, and the ones I ate before were too unpalatable. It's hard and tasteless, and you can't even swallow it, this one not only tastes good, it tastes good, and it's comfortable to chew!"

I only realized now that serving food for others is also very fun. I picked up chopsticks and picked up several shrimps for him. I watched him gobble it up, his mouth was so stuffed that he couldn’t speak, and his face was swollen. When he got up, he would make a "grumbling" sound when eating. Although it was somewhat similar to a small animal, raising a son was still more interesting than raising an animal.

When he was full, I withdrew my gaze with great interest, turned to Lao Li beside me, and asked about today's affairs.

I didn't expect Zhu Qingren's death, but for that kind of scum, he still tried to shoot at my son and cut off his limbs to keep him alive. Death is a kind of relief for him.

Little Canned stared at me blankly, and asked, "Boss Xing, is the Yuan family—"

Hold his chin and look at him coldly until he corrects his name.

"Should, should... call father, father..."

This night was a bit different, and life was not as boring as before. Every time I looked at the changeable face of the little can, my mood would be inexplicably better.

The next day, in order to maintain my good mood, I specially asked Lao Li to take the small can to the company for dinner at noon.

After finishing some things in the company in the morning, I looked at my watch. It was still early for lunch. The secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying: "Boss Xing, Miss Xu is here, waiting for you outside."

He nodded, motioning for her to come in.

Xu Ying is a model. She has a pretty face and a good figure. She likes to come to my place whenever she has nothing to do, and she volunteers to be a mistress.

"Boss Xing, I haven't seen you for a week, but I'm bored." The sound of high heels stepping in was followed by a coquettish voice.

Leaning on the sofa, he looked up at this coquettishly dressed woman, and chuckled twice.

She threw the bag aside casually, boldly sat on my lap, rubbed back and forth restlessly, and said softly, "Boss Xing, let's go to the bedroom."

Holding her waist, he walked to the bedroom in the innermost room.Watching her serving me, stripping herself half-naked, and coming up to undress me, the bumpy figure in front of me didn't even arouse me at all. After I pushed her down on the bed, my lower abdomen was still intact. It felt like the woman under him was already moaning coquettishly, looking ecstatic.

He looked at the writhing woman under him anxiously, but did not make any further movements.

"Bang!", the door opened.

I turned my head and looked, it was a small can, staring at us with a pair of big eyes, the expression on my face changed rapidly, tangled for a while, annoyed for a while, then hurriedly lowered my head not daring to look, muttering something in a low voice , and retreated outside.

Seeing the little can, I was in a surprisingly depressed mood. I stood up and called him back. I didn't want to pay attention to the shyness and dissatisfaction of the woman next to me. I put on my clothes and walked over. He lowered his head and had soft hair. It was a little yellow, so I reached out and rubbed it, and it felt better than that woman just now.

"Did you come to find me on purpose?"

Seeing him nodding his head obediently and obediently without saying a word, he realized that his son could be described as cute.

"Boss Xing, is this kid yours?"

I almost forgot the woman Xu Ying. After she knew that Xiao Canned is my son, her original resentment disappeared. She started to have a relationship with him with a smile. I frowned a little. For wanting to please my son so presumptuously, I wanted to reprimand her a few words, but I forgot that the little canned food is not easy to mess with. His mouth was facing that woman, and he suddenly showed his little canine teeth that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"It turned out to be the Nth stepmother-to-be. I thought it was the pheasant who came to the company by accident. I blamed my bad eyesight. After leaving, Dad, didn't he say that he wanted to have lunch with me? He hurts his kidneys all the time with his aunt. , that's right, I still want to eat the prawns you picked up for me, Dad. Auntie, please pack up quickly and go home for dinner. It's not good to always stay here. After all, not everyone in our family The stepmother-to-be will give me food."

His set of words is very obvious, belittling this woman to nothing, and she is not easy to get angry in front of me.In the end, he could only carry his own things, slam the door and leave.

Seeing this, Little Canned laughed happily, and sat on the ground with his hands on his stomach and laughed, almost turning a few somersaults.

When he came back to his senses, I teased him casually. He thought I was angry because of those few words, so he quickly apologized: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't dare to be angry next time." Talking to your lover like this, Mr. Xing, your—”

Pinch his chin again and ask, "What's your name?"

He corrected him stupidly, once he was wrong, and then obediently said the second time: "Dad..."

After calling out, I felt even better. It turned out that the small canned food was the seasoning agent for my mood. Hearing how obediently he called Dad a few times, I felt a throbbing in my heart that I hadn't seen for a long time.

Going back to the villa at night, sitting in the study and looking at the contract materials, for the first time I had a rejection reaction in my heart, I couldn't read it at all, but I remembered the small cans, I don't know what this kid is doing in the house , Thinking of his duplicity in the past, and his obedience to me now, I felt a little funny.

For the first time, I turned off all the official information on the computer, then opened the webpage, and checked how fathers should educate their children. I found a lot of things, but in my opinion, they were almost nonsense. Finally, I concluded the most important One point wrote: Parents should give more care and care to their children, so that children can feel safe, so as not to go astray.

Sitting on the armchair and thinking about it, I still have a vague understanding of these concepts. Caring and caring are also needed for treating lovers, and they are still needed for raising children. I was about to get up and pour a glass of red wine for him. No, children cannot drink alcohol.

I can only open the webpage again, and check what to drink at night is good for the child's health. I found a lot of things, and there are all kinds of recommendations. The most talked about is plain water.

Turning off the computer, listening to the rainstorm outside, got up and went to the living room, poured a glass of boiled water with a cup, and walked to the second floor.

When I got to the door, I heard that there was no sound inside. I knocked on the door, but no one answered, and I knocked again, but it was still dead silent.