Mommy Is Kicking Ass

Xi Jinyan's face was pale.

Hearing her last words, her dark eyes moved.

Seeing his reaction, Cheng Tian was a little happy and continued to coax, "I'll give you everything you want, okay?"

Xi Jinyan looked at her for a long time, suddenly took out his mobile phone, pressed the keyboard with his fingers, and then handed it to her.

Cheng Tian looks down and her eyes are stunned.

"I want you to be my mother."

This sentence was read out in her heart. Cheng Tian couldn't help but have a sour nose on the spot and shed tears in her eyes.

She held back the surging emotion, turned her head and wiped her tears. Then when she looked back, she showed a smile: "Yan Yan, I can be your mother."

Xi Jinyan's gray eyes lit up immediately. He took his mobile phone, clicked it, and then handed it to her.

"Get married." Xi Jinyan's voice was young and firm.

Before Cheng Tian could react, he heard the man's voice on the phone: "Yan Yan?"

Xi Muchen?

Cheng Tian was so frightened that she hung up the phone and looked at the little man awkwardly: "Yan Yan, I can't marry your father. But I can be your mother..."

Xi Jinyan didn't listen to her explanation at all. He seemed to have been deceived. He was very sad and angry. He pushed her away and shut himself into the room.

"Speak."

Cheng Tian is still a little late to catch up.

She knocked on the door and kept comforting and explaining, but there was no sound inside.

It's useless for Mengbao to come around and help speak.

Cheng Tian is worried to death, but she doesn't dare to open the door and break in with the key.

For autistic children, breaking in without their permission will stimulate their emotions.

The other side.

After receiving a call from his son, Xi Muchen, who was suddenly hung up again, thought something had happened to his son and drove over directly.

He knocked at the door.

At this moment, with the joint efforts of Cheng Tian and Meng Bao, Xi Jinyan came out, but still didn't say a word.

Cheng Tian knows Dabao doesn't want to talk to her now, so she asks the children to accompany Dabao.

She was just about to prepare some fruit when she heard a knock at the door.

Cheng Tian goes to the porch and opens the door.

The two looked at each other. Cheng Tian was stunned, but Xi mushen's face did not change. He looked at her coldly: "where's Yan Yan?"

Cheng Tian immediately thought back and said, "it's inside."

Xi Muchen goes in and Cheng Tian subconsciously gets out of the way. The familiar cold smell of pine snow gets into the tip of her nose. She raises her eyes and sees his cold back.

Cheng Tian can't tell what it's like in her heart at the moment, and she doesn't want to think deeply.

She closed the door and walked in.

Xi Muchen was relieved to see that his son was not injured.

He walked over and said, "Yanyan, what did you just call dad to say?"

Cheng Tian stood behind and nervously buttoned her fingers.

Xi Jinyan didn't say anything.

He also turned his back to the seat.

Xi Muchen knew that his son was still giving birth to his "breaking the contract". He felt that this would be bad for the relationship between father and son.

"Yan Yan, let's go home for dinner today."

Regardless of his son's struggle, he directly took the man away. Cheng Tian wanted to stop him, but there was no reason.

Beibei ran over and said coquettishly, "millet, just stay with Dabao for dinner. Beibei likes to be lively."

Wubao also stood up: "Dabao likes the dishes made by mommy. Corn can be eaten together."

However, as usual, I couldn't bear to refuse Xi Muchen, but today I refused.

He held his son in his arms without stopping. He didn't even look at Cheng Tian from the corner of his eye.

"Mommy..." Beibei flattened her mouth and was a little sad. Her eyes blinked and she was about to cry. "Will Beibei be unable to see corn in the future?"

Cheng Tian was speechless.

After a while, she comforted her daughter: "Beibei, honey, millet has nothing to do with us. Mommy makes delicious food for you."

Cheng Tian goes to the kitchen to prepare lunch, but she is absent-minded. She accidentally cuts her hand when cutting vegetables.

"Hiss!"

The blood came out, and she quickly sucked it with her mouth, but the picture of Xi mushen disinfecting her that day came to her mind.

Cheng Tian quickly shook her head and told herself not to think about it.

Xi Muchen has begun to draw a line with her. This is the best.

Only by breaking the thoughts that you shouldn't have, can you have the possibility of losing your child.

Anyway, he doesn't really like himself anyway.

On the way back, Zhou tezhu called: "boss, you and Wang will have a meal in 20 minutes..."

"Push."

Xi Muchen hung up the phone, looked at his son with his head bowed and silent through the rearview mirror, called the housekeeper and asked the servant to prepare some meals his son likes to eat.

"Yes, young master." the housekeeper hurriedly answered.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the villa.

"Yan Yan, come down."

Xi Muchen stretched out his hand to hold him down. Xi Jinyan looked up at him with some hatred, then lowered his eyes, avoided his hand, jumped out of the car and let him go in the villa.

Xi Mu Shen withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked at his son and sighed.

"Young master, you're back."

The housekeeper smiled kindly, and the servants greeted one by one. Xi Jinyan covered his ears and ran to his room.

The housekeeper was stunned, walked over and shouted outside the door, "young master, it's time to eat."

"Leave him alone."

Xi Muchen took off his coat. His dark and delicate eyebrows and eyes were stained with a bit of fatigue: "he'll come out when he's hungry."

With that, Xi mushen untied his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and sat down at the table for dinner.

The housekeeper sighed.

At this time, the servants' respectful voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "Mr. Xi."

The housekeeper hurriedly greeted him: "please slow down, old Sir."

Mr. Xi looked in a good mood: "did Yan Yan go home?"

"The young master has just returned."

Old man Xi suddenly smiled when he heard that his baby great grandson was at home.

He walked into the hall and smelled the smell of the food. He thought his great grandson was eating. As soon as he turned his steps, he only saw Xi Muchen eating slowly. There was no other figure beside the table except the servant.

Old man Xi frowned: "where's Yan Yan?"

Xi Mu Shen did not stop: "in the room."

Master Xi's eyes tilted and looked at the housekeeper: "Yan Yan has finished his meal?"

The housekeeper was sweating and dared not hide: "the young master locked himself in the room."

"So you don't care?" Mr. Xi was threatening.

The housekeeper bowed his head and dared not speak.

Master Xi immediately understood that it was Xi Muchen's idea. He looked at the table and said angrily, "you didn't eat at all. You're a father. You eat at ease."

Master Xi asked the servant to prepare a meal and knock on the door himself.

"Yanyan, Grandpa Zeng has come to see you. Will you open the door?"

"If you want to grow up now, you can't help eating, you know?"

There was no movement in the room. The old man was patient and coaxed for a long time before the door opened slowly.