1427. Chapter 1427 The most professional trainee dad 10
Chapter 1427 The Most Professional Trainee Dad (10)
"I haven't thought about it yet, I feel tired recently, thinking quietly!" He thought for a while, and answered sinking.
Seeing Fujiwara did not express his opinion on his answer, he immediately said: "The day before yesterday, Yun Er also said that I haven't seen Xia Yu Orange for a long time. I have made people prepare the invitation."
"Hum! I know!" Fujiwara Aya did not show obvious opposition this time. "After the annual meeting, start to prepare to return to Kyoto sacrifice!"
Count copied his hands with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and responded slightly.
He turned his head and looked out of the window, and it had been a few days when he came to City A, but he was still not used to the weather here.
Looking at the snowflakes flying outside the window, he frowned.
"Grandma, what if I want to marry Xia Yu Orange?" Suddenly, he said.
"Take a look!" Fujiwara refused without hesitation.
This is the beloved woman of his grandson. How can you marry someone else?
Even if you marry a man in the name of his grandson, you can't.
Count didn't say anything, but there was a little disgust in the gloomy eyes. Now that Fujiwara is dead, he has one less.
Turning his head and glanced at Fujiwara, a terrible idea was raised in Count's heart.
Nympho
At HC, someone stood at the gate and directly invited the Count and Fujiwara to Xiayu Orange's office.
Sitting on the sofa, Fujiwara's coffee picked up the hot air, took a sip gently.
"The taste is not very good. Without our self -produced coffee in the Brazilian manor, we shook her head and put down the coffee cup in her hand.
"I think it's okay!" Count took a sip, smiled without any intention, and looked at Xia Yu Orange.
Xia Yu Orange looked at it, so he had to give a smile very barely.
"I heard, Gu Weijun is your biological father?" Fujiwara glanced at the countlessly, and then asked Xia Yu Orange.
"Hmm!" Xia Yu orange nodded.
"Is Zhu Yan behind your father? Will Zhu Yan do it for you? If there is anything, just tell him directly." The gentle tone of the count was shocked by himself.
trust.
"Cough ... Keke ..." Fujiwara coughing deliberately a few times, unhappy, said, "Miss Xia, Huizi died, died in myocardial infarction!"
Xia Yanyan's eyebrows jumped, she slowly got up from her seat, walked to the opposite side of them and sat down. The bulging abdomen was covered under the wide wool skirt.
"Really? Today, you are here for this incident?" Because of Fujiwara's betrayal, Xia Yu Orange lost his favor about this woman, so he didn't feel sad about her death.
And when Feng Yan went to Kyoto, he must be punishing Fujiwara.
Death is the price she must pay for her betrayal, which is a blame.
"Also!" Count looked at Xia Yu Orange's eyes was tender and water -like, "Orange Orange ..."
This title was shocked by Xia Yu Orange. This was the first time Count called her name. Generally, when he spoke to her, he would not have a title.
"Auntie Huizi died, and I think it's okay here, so I am going to let Zhu Yan go to Kyoto and replace me to hang it." Count continued.
Xia Yuman did not hide his shock and dissatisfaction: "He is gone, who will protect me?"