"What happened?" Xia Wanlin continued to add fuel to the fire: "Daddy, you don't know, when I found them that day, this woman was sitting on Mu Jue's lap like a prostitute in broad daylight, pushing herself hard
If I put it on Mujue's body, I wouldn't have to take off my clothes in a hurry——."
"Xia Wanlin, don't make trouble here!" Xia Tong couldn't bear it: "How could I show off my coquettishness? I stuck it on Qin Mujue. What did you know from the beginning to the end?! I just screamed at the top of my lungs. Are you annoyed?"
"you!"
"Yeah." Xia Huairen nodded, "Xiang Yuan, this is our family's private matter, and it makes you laugh. I still have some documents in the car that I need to read at the meeting tomorrow morning. You can send them to the company for me first."
Chi Xiangyuan nodded: "Yes." Then he glanced at Xia Tong worriedly before walking out.
After he left, Xia Huairen asked slowly: "Tongtong, I don't care what you and Mu Zhe have done these days, but my father has a question to ask you, and you have to answer it honestly."
Xia Tong nodded.
"Do you like that kid Mu Jue?"
Xia Tong was startled, but Xia Wanlin screamed next to her: "Daddy——." Xia Huairen patted her hand to signal her to be quiet.
Xia Tong thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't like it." She was even afraid of him. Afraid of his moodiness, afraid of his overbearing ravage and possession. The past ten days have been a turmoil for Xia Tong's entire life.
A nightmare that she could not escape. Many nights, she was so scared that she could not distinguish between reality and hell, and stayed awake all night.
"Hmm——." Xia Huairen nodded, with a businessman's perennial smile on his lips, a hint of calculation.
"Tongtong, are you already 18 this year?" he asked suddenly.
Xia Tong nodded, wondering what he was planning.
He stood up, walked to her, and patted her shoulder: "Eighteen is indeed the age when a girl should grow up -" He paused: "It is also the time to start a family and start a career, and prepare to be a good wife.
Time to be a good mother.”
"Dad - you -." What exactly do you want to say?
Xia Tong's mouth was dry, her throat was dry, and she felt panicky. Sensing her nervousness, he patted her head gently, like the most benevolent father: "Don't be afraid, I will make an appointment tomorrow afternoon.
I have dinner with Mr. Wang from Malaysia, so you can go too."
He patted her shoulder again and walked upstairs. When Xia Wanlin passed by her, she couldn't help but reveal a gloating smile.
[Second update, please collect it if you like it~ la la la la]