The villa given by An Yichen is spacious and comfortable, and the decoration is very suitable to Ye Xinya's taste. After so many years of not seeing each other, his taste has improved a lot.
The company is not in a hurry to go, rest is the most important thing at the moment, and she needs some time to adapt to An Yichen, and she needs some time to disguise herself as perfect and gorgeous.
"Mommy, do you want a massage service?" Ye Ningxuan changed her clothes and walked over in high spirits.
Ye Ningxuan's appearance without sunglasses is more confusing, um... or rather complicated.
If he and An Yichen were sitting together, no one would doubt that they were father and son, especially their eyes and even the way they smiled were exactly the same.
But just looking at it, he looks very much like the popular male singer, Su Yu.
But everyone knows that Ye Xinya’s fiancé is Mu Jing from Jinglan International.
Moreover, Su Yu and Ye Xinya were friends, and there had been scandals in the past. Even Mu Jing once doubted whether Ye Ningxuan had some kind of relationship with Su Yu.
Ye Xinya was also speechless. Her son was not like me, which was definitely the most annoying thing. However, her son was born like this and his appearance was beyond her control.
"Mommy, what are you struggling with?" Ye Ningxuan walked over and rubbed the wrinkles between her eyebrows with his white fingers, "Always frowning like this will make you age faster. Miss Ye, please pay attention to it in the future."
"Got it, my baby Xiaoxuan!" Ye Xinya kissed her son's tender and white face. Her baby son was her greatest pride in her life. She loved him more than anything else.
"Mommy, when are you going to work?" The little baby lay softly in Ye Xinya's arms, enjoying the most heartwarming happiness.
"Let's rest for a few days before we talk!" Ye Xinya replied lazily.
"Mommy, this doesn't look like you."
"Okay, LU focuses on warmth, and designers, pattern makers, etc. have already started working before. Now I suddenly show up. If I don't hand over a design that can shock the whole audience, I will be squeezed out by them." Ye Xinya
Reluctantly confessed.
"Then does Mommy have any inspiration?"
"No," Ye Xinya sighed, "In previous designs, Mu Jing never restricted me in terms of style, but An Yichen, a stubborn stone, insists on focusing on warmth."
He never changes his mind easily, but he is very much the same as before.
However, at this moment, the mobile phone beside him rang, and two words appeared on the screen: Su Yu.
"Xinya, you didn't even say hello when you came back, and you asked me to read the news from the gossip newspapers. How can you compensate me?" The lazy voice was slightly nasal, like a soothing song.
song.
"The most I can promise you is to treat me to dinner." Ye Xinya responded with a smile.
"I have already booked a place and will send you the address later. Remember to bring my son with you."
"Is that your son? Really?!" Ye Xinya had the urge to curse.
"If we don't test DNA, just based on our looks, who dares to say otherwise? Who dares to say?!" the other party shot back.
"Sorry, that was just a coincidence, thank you!"
"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. It's eight o'clock in the evening. You can't be late!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Xinya looked at her son with a grimace again, thinking about whether she really should take her son for a DNA test one day.
"Mommy, I have something to do tonight, so I'm afraid I can't go with you. Kiss Mommy, you won't blame me?" The little baby girl used her most famous smile and looked at Ye Xinya brightly.
"Won't he get into trouble again?" Although she didn't fully understand her son's genius, when she was in the United States, the boss of a gang verbally insulted Ye Xinya. In just one night, her son let that gang
It has since disappeared.
She knew that her baby had a mysterious organization called SR, and that Milkman was only operating behind the scenes, so there shouldn't be any danger.
As a mother, Ye Xinya is most proud of never restricting her son's development. Of course, given her son's IQ, she certainly cannot restrict it.