Tang Zhixia looked at the sunset in the distance, feeling a little dazed. She thought, is her son's dependence on Xi Jiuchen a good thing or a bad thing?
People are always a little helpless. While she didn't want her son to be overly dependent on this man, at the same time, after he took care of her son for her, she felt a lot of relief in her heart, and even trusted this man unconditionally.
After Xi Jiuchen hung up on Tang Zhixia, he immediately dialed another person's number.
"Hey! Brother, what's the matter?" Zhan Qingye's voice came from the other end.
Although the two brothers had a bet, it did not affect their harmony.
"I want to ask you to take care of a child."
"Whose child is it?"
"Where are you?"
"Where else can it be! It's my dad's company!"
"Okay! I'll send it over now."
"You haven't said whose child it is! I don't like taking care of children." Zhan Qingye complained.
"Do you want to see Tang Zhixia's child?" someone asked angrily.
"Ah! Chenchen? Chenchen is with you?" Zhan Qingye asked in surprise, and then he became happy, "Then send it over! I don't like other children, but Chenchen is different."
Xi Jiuchen clicked off the Bluetooth headset and said to the little guy behind him, "I'll take you to Uncle Zhan now."
"Okay, Uncle Xi, then you have to watch over my mommy tonight and don't let her be snatched away by other men!"
"I will definitely keep an eye on her." Xi Jiuchen curled his lips and smiled. As long as he is here, no man can take her away.
At the entrance of a seven-star hotel, Zhan Qingye went downstairs to pick someone up. As soon as the car stopped, he pulled out the back seat. He was stunned when he saw that Xi Jiuchen had a child seat installed in his car?
The little guy sat firmly on it.
"Uncle Qingye." The little guy greeted politely.
Xi Jiuchen came over and said to Zhan Qingye, "Tang Zhixia has something to do. Please ask me to send Chenchen to your place. Then I will trouble you tonight."
Zhan Qingye felt a little unhappy. He would answer Tang Zhixia's phone call, so why did he arrange for his cousin to send him off? Could it be that his status in Tang Zhixia's heart was really not as good as his cousin's?
"Uncle Xi, goodbye." The little guy held Zhan Qingye's hand and turned around to give him a big wink. There was a secret that only the two of them knew.
Zhan Qingye led the little guy to the office, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt troubled. Why didn't Tang Zhixia contact him directly to go to Chenchen instead of asking his cousin to deliver it?
Zhan Qingye turned his head to look at the little guy on the sofa. The little guy was swinging his legs. His pretty little face was already quite angular. Zhan Qingye's peach blossom eyes opened. What was going on? He actually
Can you see the shadow of your cousin on this little face?
The facial features and charm were very similar to Xi Jiuchen. Zhan Qingye suddenly thought of something. He picked up his phone and looked through the photos. He remembered that his phone had saved photos of his cousin when he was a child, which were taken when they were together.
Finally, after searching several document albums, I finally found one. When Zhan Qingye looked at the little boy holding him in the photo, his eyes almost fell out.
The photo was a photo of my cousin when he was five years old. The little boy in the photo was exactly the same as the little boy on the sofa in front of him, as if he had a copied face.
This... what kind of strange phenomenon is this? Tang Zhixia's son is exactly the same as his cousin when he was a child? Looking at himself being hugged next to him, although he is also a handsome boy, he just doesn't look like Tang Yuchen.
Zhan Qingye was really angry inside. He was jealous and jealous. Is this a hint from God? A hint that his cousin wants to be better than him?
But looking at the little baby on the sofa, Zhan Qingye's inner love is still strong. If he marries Tang Zhixia, he will definitely not let this little guy suffer and will not give him any more brothers and sisters.
"Chenchen, where is your mommy?"
"She has things to do."
Zhan Qingzhi thought that Tang Zhixia must have worked overtime before he brought his son to the company and asked Xi Jiuchen to give it to him. It must be like this.
