Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Brigham was hit by a little guy in Pikachu pajamas.

He looked down at the little ball by his leg and frowned slightly.

Little darling raised his head and rubbed his hurt forehead. A pair of big watery eyes blinked and said with milk, "Daddy, didn't you go to the company today?"

Bailihan looked at her, with white and tender cheeks and lovely curly hair, but her hair was a little sparse. She raised her small face, her lips pursed lovably, and her soft little hands held his legs. "Daddy, you squat down. People look at you like this. Your neck is so tired."

Her soft voice of daddy seemed to bump into his heart. It was like a warm current passing through the bottom of his heart. It was difficult to say that feeling. He squatted down obediently, put his hand on her delicate shoulder and asked softly, "what's your name?"

The little darling murmured discontentedly, "Daddy, you're so strange today. I'm good!"

"Your name is darling." Brigham's lips were tinged with a faint smile, "do you want me to hold you?"

The discontent on Xiaoguai's face was immediately swept away. She nodded with a smile, "OK, I want daddy's hug."

Bailihan picked her up. Her soft little body was very light. For bailihan, it was like a feather. He frowned, "darling, why are you so light? Didn't you eat well?"

Little darling, holding his neck in his hands and bulging his steamed stuffed bun face, "no, they all have a good meal, but they are always sick, so they are so light."

Always sick? Brigham looked at her carefully and found that her face was really morbid white, her hair was too sparse, and a faint pity poured into her heart, "what's wrong with you?"

My big eyes flashed, "I don't know, but I have to go to the hospital for chemotherapy every few days. The medicine in the hospital smells so bad."

She fanned her nose with her little hand and exaggerated her tongue. It was very cute.

Bailihan's heart is heavy. Chemotherapy is only needed for serious diseases. Darling, what's the disease? He suddenly remembered that Xia Dong was very nervous just now, and said that the baby was very important, related to... What? Is it a little girl?

There was a mess in his mind. All the information rushed out and stirred up in his mind. There were only a few words. He wanted to smooth it out, but he didn't know where to start

There seems to be a blurred picture flashing. What is it? Brigham tried to catch it, just like a man in the fog. Suddenly he saw a light. He ran frantically towards the light. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and his brain hurt violently.

"Daddy, what's the matter with you?" Little darling saw that Brigham's face was wrong, frowned painfully, and cried anxiously, "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Brigham's eyes were black with pain, but he knew he couldn't fall down now. He still held darling in his arms. He endured the severe dizziness, bent down, put darling on the ground, and then fell down.

"Daddy, daddy, sobbing, come on, daddy fainted!" Little darling was so frightened that she cried. She shook Brigham's arm and shouted for help.

When the servant heard her cry, he hurried upstairs. When he saw the scene, he was startled and quickly called others. Some were busy calling Xu Zhe, some ran upstairs to report to the old lady and Bai Jinxiu, and others helped bailihan up from the ground and returned to the room.

The old lady hurried downstairs with the help of Bai Jinxiu. When she saw the little darling crying like a tearful person, she painfully picked her up and said softly, "darling, don't cry. Your father is fine and will get better soon."

"Grandma Zeng, is daddy really all right?"

"Well, I believe grandma Zeng will be fine. Your father is just too tired, so he needs a good rest. Darling, be obedient and go out with aunt Jing, okay? "

Xiaoguai is very sensible. "OK, daddy needs a good rest and don't quarrel with him."

Bailijing, full of pity, picked up the sensible baby and rubbed her cheek. "Darling, don't cry. Aunt Jing will tell you a story."

Xu zhe listened to the old lady briefly talk about bailihan's situation and said, "old lady, ah Han's situation is getting worse and worse. You should make a decision earlier."

The old lady didn't know what to say except sighing.

Xia Dong worried about his aunt. They didn't go to their house. Instead, they drove the car to the community where they used to live. It took a lot of effort to get the suitcase upstairs. All the furniture in the room was covered with white cloth. After opening it, there was not much dust.

She spent more than an hour cleaning the room and half an hour tidying up her clothes in the wardrobe. Then she drove to the nearby supermarket for shopping. In short, she didn't allow herself to be idle, so that she wouldn't think nonsense when she was free.

She went upstairs with two large shopping bags. As soon as she got into the elevator, she met her former neighbor sister Wang. Sister Wang warmly said hello, "Oh, Xiao Qi, how did you come back?"

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Xia Dong smiled, "I'll come back and see the house."

Sister Wang glanced at the bag she was carrying. "How do you buy so many things?"

Xia Dong stroked his hair, "I want to stay here for two days."

"Did you quarrel with your husband?"

Xia Dong pursed her lips without denying it.

"There is no overnight feud between husband and wife. If the young couple quarrel, don't run away from home. This will hurt the feelings of husband and wife." Sister Wang patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "you'd better go back quickly. Maybe your husband is anxious to find you now."

Xia Dong smiled, "sister Wang, thank you. I remember. I'm here. I'll go first. You have time to come down and play. "

She walked out of the elevator with her bag, took out the key from her handbag, opened the door and saw the empty room. She felt a little uncomfortable.

Summer and winter prepared a sumptuous dinner. Facing the dishes on the table, they had no appetite.

She put down her chopsticks and unknowingly went to the window to see the familiar figure. There were cars coming in downstairs. They were all people coming home from work, except the Rolls Royce.

She was about to leave when she saw a Lamborghini driving downstairs from the door of the community.

No one in the community owns Sao Bao's car.

It's bailiyun.

She guessed exactly right. Two minutes later, a handsome and tall body stepped out of the car. His handsome appearance, natural and unrestrained temperament and luxurious and elegant dress immediately attracted everyone's attention. Like a star of great attention, he calmly walked into the building where he lived in summer and winter.