Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 710 Wang Xiang is her son

Zhao Xiaohua took the order and went directly to the company's legal department.

Xia Yuan felt relieved for a while, finished her coffee, and began to read and give instructions to the documents with vigor.

"Yuanyuan, is this your new office?"

At the desk, suddenly the door of the office opened, and a woman walked in.

Xia Yuan looked up, and it turned out to be Milan.

She couldn't help but happily said:
"Mom, why are you here?"

"Hey, I've wanted to come here for a long time. I haven't been here since you took office!"

Milan looked around.

The Xia's Building was built after she and Xia Zhaoyang divorced, so this building didn't have any special meaning to her.

Xia's company, which has special meaning to her.

Back then, she and Xia Zhaoyang had their hands full... But in the end, it was Qin Rui's advantage.

Fortunately, my daughter finally took the position of chief executive of the company.

Milan is very pleased.

But thinking of another person, the smile on her face froze again.

"Mom, you should have come to see it a long time ago. How can you say that you are also a shareholder of the company!"

Xia Yuan was a little puzzled when she saw that her mother was carrying a large thermos bucket.

Milan came back to his senses, and then explained:

"Recently, your father's health is much better, and I don't need to follow him all the time when he recovers. That's why I have time to make some soup for you. Here, I'll bring it to you."

"Oh, don't bother, Mom!"

Xia Yuan's heart was sweet, it turned out that this was a child with a mother.

It feels so good.

Although Milan's stewing skills may not be as good as the chefs of Shiquanji, the soup made by his mother must have a different taste, with his mother's deep love.

"Hey, silly boy, I'm really guilty of not being able to take good care of you since I was a child. You know, my mother's soup is the taste of my family's memories. To this day, when I think of home, I think of the pork belly and lotus seed soup stewed by your grandma. Maybe, when you smell the pork belly and lotus seed soup, you will think of your grandma."

Milan said with great regret.

"Mom, why do you stew so much? I can't drink it alone."

Xia Yuan remembered that what Milan just said was to make soup for "you", and was about to say that Nangong Junyan was leaving the construction site at noon today and would not be able to come back for dinner.

Milan continued:
"I also brought a copy for Wang Xiang's child. Didn't you say that he works in the Xia family? Last time you donated blood, you also said that he didn't nourish well, so you just added it together."

"Oh, okay, I'll call and ask him to come up for soup."

As Xia Yuan said, she was about to pick up her mobile phone and call Wang Xiang.

It is impossible for Xia Yuan's mobile phone to have the phone number of an ordinary employee of Xia's, but Wang Xiang is quite special. She and him are different from Wang Xiang when she met him before he became an employee of Xia's.

Xia Yuan also knew that her mother was very concerned about the Anxin Orphanage. In addition to going to the Orphanage with her father that night, she also volunteered to donate money.

Therefore, now that her mother is making soup for Wang Xiang to drink, Xia Yuan doesn't feel anything unusual.

But I didn't see that when my mother said this, she squeezed the handle of the thermos tightly.

After all, Milan is a veteran in shopping malls and knows how to hide his emotions, so there is nothing unusual about the expression on his face.

"Yuanyuan, don't ask him to come up, I'll take it down and give him a drink, what floor is he on?"

Milan stopped Xia Yuan.

After Xia Yuan thought about it, she also understood what Milan meant.

She was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Wang Xiang to come up to the chief office, so she nodded and said:
"Okay, he's on the seventh floor. There's probably no one in the office right now. He always brings his own bento at noon. Last time I saw him eating instant noodles."

"Hey, this kid is really good. He works hard and saves on food."

Milan shook his head distressedly, remembering that the last time he saw Wang Xiang, he was so tall but looked skinny.

After asking about the floor of Wang Xiang's office, Milan opened the thermos, took out the upper one, put it in Xia Yuan's office, and walked out of Xia Yuan's office with the lower one.

For some reason, Milan's actions made Xia Yuan feel that she couldn't wait.

Xia Yuan couldn't help laughing, what's wrong, Mom seems to care about Wang Xiang.

However, this may be an illusion. After all, Wang Xiang really donated a lot of blood last time. With his height and frugal eating, it will take a while to make up for it.

On the contrary, Xia Yuan has already returned to normal under Nangong Junyan's meticulous care during this period.

But she is the chief executive of the company after all, and it is not appropriate to have too much contact with Wang Xiang in the office. Her every move will attract the attention of the company's employees.

Once she has too much contact with Wang Xiang in private, it will not be conducive to creating a working atmosphere for the company's employees, and it will also have a negative impact on Wang Xiang's work.

Milan carried the thermos bucket and went down to the seventh floor. Sure enough, as Xia Yuan said, at this hour in the company, everyone who hadn't gone out for business had gone to lunch.

Walking to the marketing department, Milan quietly walked in. Sure enough, Wang Xiang was sitting in the cubicle, typing something on the computer with his head down.

"Wang Xiang, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Aunt Mi, why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiang's first sentence was exactly the same as what Xia Yuan said. Milan didn't know if it was called telepathy, and felt as if he was being pulled, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

She forced herself to smile, but said to Wang Xiang unnaturally:

"I made some soup for Xia Yuan to drink. I brought too much, so I brought some for you."

Milan is a little cautious.

That day, Wang Xiang's hair was compared with his own blood for a DNA test, and the result was unexpected.

According to the testimonial, there is a 99% probability that she is Wang Xiang's biological mother.In other words, Wang Xiang is indeed her child.

She didn't know how this lost son came back to life after so many years. The nurse had told her that twins were born, one dead and the other alive, the son died and the daughter lived.

Milan's delivery process was extremely dangerous at that time. Because she was pregnant with twins, she bled profusely. In addition, her blood type was special.

After a lot of trouble, the baby was born, but the nurse said that the baby boy died of suffocation at birth.

Because Milan was a little conscious after the operation, she remembered not hearing the cry of the child, so after feeling sad, she believed it.

Who knew that this child was not dead, but was still alive and well, growing so tall and handsome.

Milan felt sad for a while.

Now, due to various reasons, she still cannot recognize this son.However, since she knew the truth, she couldn't hide the mother's concern for her son.

Milan's voice trembled slightly, but Wang Xiang didn't hear it.He quickly stood up, with a face of embarrassment and authenticity:
"Aunt Mi, thank you for your hard work."

Since Milan said that there was too much soup for Xia Yuan, Wang Xiang didn't suspect it.

(End of this chapter)