After saving the merman, he clings to me and wants to kiss

Chapter 89 The relationship between father and son
"Okay, Xuanxuan." Seeing that he was about to explode, Xie Qinghuan stroked his head soothingly, and put his hands directly on his neck, blocking Gu Yan's gaze.

She looked at Gu Yan: "Xuanxuan's hair color was dyed by him after I saw him, and I think this hair color should match him well."

"But Xuanxuan is still a child, so it's not good for his image."

"As long as he likes it, he doesn't need any image with me."

If you have to care about the eyes of the world in everything, you will not be exhausted in life.

Gu Yan took a deep look at her, and then smiled: "Our Mr. Xie is as domineering as ever."

"It's his blessing that this child is liked by you." Thinking of the rumor about the illegitimate child, Gu Yan's eyes deepened, and now he began to doubt whether it was true.

Only then did he realize that this Xuanxuan was really similar to that man, so much like his miniature version, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were father and son.

Xie Qinghuan looked away and smiled lightly: "Meeting him is also my blessing."

"I'm going back."

Gu Yan nodded, didn't speak any more, and walked down. His back was tall and straight, but it made people feel unfathomable for no reason.

Xie Qinghuan also led Xie Xuan up, Xie Xuan turned his head and glanced at Gu Yan's back, his originally dripping eyes were deep and dark, like a whirlpool, with an undercurrent surging.

However, after turning around and going back, he returned to his innocent appearance, with a smile on his face.

Back in the car, the more Gu Yan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Now he subconsciously felt that Xuanxuan and that man were in a father-son relationship. If that was the case, what role would Qing Huan play in it?
Thinking that the marriage might be what he guessed, Gu Yan only felt that his blood was surging.

"Then Xuanxuan is also a mermaid?" If that man is really a mermaid.

Gu Yan rubbed his hair, his temples twitched non-stop, making him unable to think.

"Ding—" a message jumped out.

He opened it irritably, but the contents inside made him stare.

[Mr. Gu, after our secret investigation, we found that the CEO of China Southern Airlines Group called the man in the photo Mr. Shi. 】

Mr. Shi?
When is that man's last name?

Since it was a shark, and it was a surname, Gu Yan pursed his lips, thinking that there might be answers in those few ancient books, he drove away in his car.

Here, the driver of the Xie family left after taking Mo Xi'er home. He glanced at the brightly lit manor, and was about to sneak up the stairs from the backyard with a cat in his body.

"Where is this going?"

Mo Sijue suddenly appeared at the main entrance, frowning, wearing a high-end custom-made shirt with his hands in his pockets. Under the warm yellow light, he looked plump and handsome, like a young man, especially the pair wrapped in suit trousers. The long legs, slender and straight, make people want to have a nosebleed.

"Hey hey, uncle." Seeing that sneaking around won't work, Mo Xi'er decided to please him first.

As soon as he stepped forward, he was ordered not to move. Poorly, he just took a step, so he could only maintain the independent posture of the golden rooster.

"Uncle~" he cried out.

"It's useless to call Dad, stand up for me, and don't let me in if you dare to wait a while."

Mo Sijue, who didn't play cards according to common sense, would not eat his tricks, so Mo Yi moved a soft chair, and lay down on it leisurely.

Then he took the feather duster he handed over, and said casually: "Be honest, if you don't come home so late, where did you go?"

"Nowhere."

"Huh?" He snorted coldly, the threat was obvious.

"I went to a classmate's house."

Forced by the majesty, Mo Xi'er gave in, and reluctantly spoke out.

The uncle is the most annoying, and he has to be in charge of everything.

"Which classmate? The one from the Xie family?" Mo Sijue said abruptly.

"if not?"

"Are you sure he's a child of the Xie family? I've found out that the Xie family doesn't have such a young child now."

His attitude of interrogation made Mo Xi'er uncomfortable, and he said directly in a very bad tone: "Then you have investigated everything clearly, why are you still asking me?"

"I want you to keep an eye on it, don't be stupid, you don't know if you are cheated."

Now he doubts very much that the baby next to Xie Qinghuan is Shi Tingzhou, but he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, so he can't tell for a while.

"Stupidity is not learned from you." Being called stupid every day, Mo Xi'er almost doubted herself.

"I think you have eaten too much, you little thing, have you stretched your brain?!"

It was the first time in his life that he dared to refute himself. Mo Sijue found it both interesting and his majesty was provoked.

"Uncle~" the cowardly Mo Xi'er dragged out her voice, and called out coquettishly.

Mo Sijue waved his hands impatiently, telling him to put his feet down, "What did you talk to them about?"

"Hey, did you mention me?"

He rubbed his nose. Based on what he knew about Mo Xier, his uncle was so wise and mighty, he had to boast a few words.

"Yes." Mo Xier nodded seriously, which made him feel happy, and continued to ask: "What did you say about me?"

"Hmm~" Mo Xi'er rubbed her sore calf, and sighed, exhausted physically and mentally, he still had to take care of his uncle's emotions.

"Say you're a prodigal. If it weren't for Uncle Xu, the Mo family would have been ruined by you." Although he also felt so, he didn't dare to say it out.

Mo Sijue, who was so happy in his heart, froze, his eyes widened, and he was about to burst into flames.

He stood up suddenly, with a very ugly face: "Fuck him, who is so stupid and dares to spread rumors!!"

Knowing that he would be so excited when he said it, Mo Xier quietly lowered her head and beat her calf.

Mo Yi at the side was taken aback by his actions, and quickly reminded him: "Master, pay attention to your wording."

One by one, if Mr. Xu hears this, the master will inevitably preach again.

"Be careful, he's far away in country Y, and he can still control me." He put his hips on his hips, his elegant demeanor was gone.

Mo Yi didn't look at it, not to mention Mr. Xu forcing him to learn the etiquette of country C, but he still remembered who swore that he would beat the Patriarch in all aspects.

Although the head of the family is missing now, his elegant and dignified image of a noble son is completely natural and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Looking at his master, he hasn't improved at all after so long.

Mo Sijue stood up directly, approached Mo Xier, his eyes were sharp and terrifying: "Who told you?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that these words were true, but the only one who dared to say that was that guy Shi Tingzhou in his impression.

"Who do you need to say? Isn't this a recognized fact?" As his nephew, he was too embarrassed to belittle him.

"Tsk, you little bastard, I think you'd better keep standing." Why are you so irritating.

Mo Sijue grabbed his schoolbag, intending to let him stand in the yard for a while, but found that the schoolbag was heavy.

(End of this chapter)