President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 884 Poor little baby
The maid briefly explained what had happened.

Xia Tian cried heart-piercingly, never suffered such a beating.

Xia Zimo was so distressed that she kept crying. Holding her son, she suddenly felt a little dazed. They all said that falling in love is easy but staying together is not easy.

But why is this happening? She has worked very hard for this family, why is this happening.

Butler Lan spoke for Dongfang Chen at the side: "Young Mistress, please forgive Young Master. Young Master may have relapsed from an old illness. He used to lose control of his emotions often, but since meeting you, Young Mistress, this situation is very rare."

Because of the shadows of his youth, Dongfang Chen used to often lose control of his emotions, become irritable and self-abuse. Even Butler Lan often prepared tranquilizers to give him a shot when he lost control.

But this kind of situation has really not happened in a few years, why did it suddenly happen again, and now it is so serious that even my son can do it.

The child's skin was already soft and tender, but once it was beaten, the whole buttocks became red and swollen, and it hurt even when sitting.

Poor baby.

The servant silently prepared the meal.

Go ask them to eat.

The son just fell asleep.

"I won't eat it."

Xia Zimo looked at his son on the small bed without raising his head, and suddenly felt a little tired and weak.

After the servant went down, he received a call from Mrs. Kitty.

"Oh my God, did he really beat his own son? Let me say sorry to you on his behalf, honey, don't blame him..."

There is no doubt that it was Housekeeper Lan who called his wife.

"May I come over now, I'll go and see you."

"Ma'am, you don't need to come here, I'll go where you are."

Lan Butler prepared the car and sent Xia Zimo to the car himself: "Young Mistress, don't think too much, the Young Master definitely doesn't mean it." Lan Butler was a little worried that she would not come back.

After the car drove away, Housekeeper Lan entered the study.

Inside, Dongfang Chen leaned against him, closed his eyes, wondering if he was repenting.

"Master, are you okay?"

The reddish eyes opened, and the voice was hoarse and tired: "She's gone."

"The young mistress will be back."

In the hotel suite, Xia Tian woke up, sitting in Mrs. Kitty's arms, crying sobbingly: "I don't like daddy, I don't like him anymore, woohoo, daddy will beat people, woohoo, I will beat you again I don't like him anymore."

The little pitiful was sniffling and her face was full of tears.

Xia Zimo turned his head and wiped his eyes.

Mrs. Katie also had a disbelief when she saw Xia Tian's little butt being spanked: "My God, how can he hit it, it's too heavy."

Hearing that they hadn't even eaten, Lucia sent two servings of seafood porridge.

Xia Tian's grandfather was sitting in a wheelchair, quietly listening to his grandson's cries.

"Come on, grandma feeds you porridge. Poor baby died. Dad didn't do it on purpose."

I have been staying with Mrs. Kitty for a long time, and Mrs. Xia Zimo talked a lot until dark.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Housekeeper Lan came to pick up their mother and son in person.

"Rest early, trust me, it will be fine," Mrs. Kitty hugged her.

The son fell asleep, and Xia Zimo carried him all the way down.

Butler Lan opened the back seat door for her: "Please, young lady."

Xia Zimo bent over and sat in with his son in his arms, and suddenly saw Young Master Dongfang sitting inside.

He looked over faintly, the light was dim, making the lines of his face look like carved stone statues, but it was soft and lonely.

Xia Zimo paused for a moment, then sat down silently by the window, and carefully hugged her son so that he could sleep more comfortably.

The car drove away slowly, neither of them said a word, and there was still room for another person to sit between them.

After a while, Dongfang Chen probably couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Is your son asleep?"

It's too much to ask, it's nonsense!

Xia Zimo gave a faint 'hmm'.

Then all the way home in silence.

After getting out of the car, Housekeeper Lan wanted to take over Xia Zimo, but Xia Zimo walked sideways.

Dongfang Chen watched from behind as she carried her son into the room, watched her cover his son with a quilt, wipe his face, and stood lonely at the door of the room for a while before leaving.

Fortunately, she came back, back to their own bedroom.

Silence continued between the two of them, Xia Zimo came out of the bathroom and immediately turned off the light.

They kept their eyes open in the dark.

After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Chen called out, "Mo Mo."

No answer.

After a while, he called again: "Mo Mo."

Xia Zimo: "...um," the very faint voice was the answer.

Dongfang Chen turned sideways and hugged her, buried his head deeply in her neck, like a child who is extremely attached to her.

Dongfang Chen was most afraid.

Maybe Xia Zimo would leave him, even if he ignored him.

Except for Xia Tian ignoring Dad, everything is as if nothing happened.

Dongfang Chen walked down: "Momo, I'm going to work."

Xia Zimo gave an 'hmm', and did not move while she was sitting and cutting flowers, just looked up at him.

"President, the coffee you want," Secretary Qin said respectfully every day, and he couldn't find a single fault in his work.

Dongfang Chen looked at the coffee and took a sip, and the cup of hot coffee slowly drained amid the sound of him flipping through the documents.

"Steward Lan," Xia Zimo called to stop Lan Yin who was about to go out.

"Young Mistress," Butler Lan immediately bent down.

"Help me find someone."

Manager Chu's face has been radiant recently, and he feels younger as he lives. His tie is neatly tied every day, his hair is combed shiny, and he has a spring-like smile all day long.

Those who didn't know thought he was married, smiling and handing out happy candies every day.

Manager Chu is also a 31-year-old man, a master of flowers and countless concubines, but he lacks a true love, so he has not entered the palace of marriage for a long time.

Manager Chu goes up and down every day, with a spring breeze on his face, and often invites the secretary to have afternoon tea.

"Hi beauties, Hi Meimei," Manager Chu winked at a certain secretary handsomely.

The other two secretaries looked at each other without saying a word. Manager Chu said that it was not obvious, and that it was not obvious and obvious. In short, the smart ones should see something.

"Why are you here again!" A pen holder slammed over with a 'bang'.

The president is a little angry.

Only when Chu Tiannan turned his head in time did he survive the disaster.

Running up and down every day, it seems that Manager Chu is very idle and the CEO is very unhappy!

Manager Chu always finds some excuses to come up for nothing, most of what he says is nonsense, Dongfang Chen is very angry and hits people directly.

"Don't be like this brother, I'm going to treat you to afternoon tea and ask if you need anything."

"No need!" He said coldly, without even raising his head.

"Okay," Manager Chu spread his hands and walked away casually.

Just as Manager Chu passed by, Qin Mei's cell phone rang.

'Honey, let's share dinner together after get off work, Earl's restaurant, see you soon. '

Qin Mei raised her head, and Manager Chu turned around with her mobile phone and blew a kiss. She lowered her head shyly, and the secretary beside her shrugged.

At night, with the lights flickering, Chu Tiannan and Qin Mei came out holding hands.

After getting into the car, Chu Tiannan passionately kissed her.

A veteran in the field of love, she can easily stir up the atmosphere. At first, Qin Mei reservedly pushed her away, but soon her complexion turned red, her breathing deepened, and she couldn't help hooking her hands together.

(End of this chapter)