Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Ye Qingxia took Wang Jing's child to the chair next to him, leaned in front of his ear and whispered, "good boy, shout more, mom!" She doesn't intend to look back at the man behind her. There's no need for a man like this to look back. How embarrassing it is! W City is small. I may meet you when I walk on the main road. Wang Jing kissed Ye Qingxia on the cheek and shouted twice, "Ma Ma Ma! Ma Ma! " Then he leaned over her ear and whispered, "it's useless. That uncle said he's not afraid of me." Sure enough, the man behind him was still close. Ye Qingxia leaned against her head, gently twisted her eyebrows, focused on the tea in her hand, shook the tea cup and watched the tea rise and fall in the water cup. This man doesn't care what she does with her children. Can he think of a good way to get rid of him? She coughed a little and said slowly, "after the child was born, the doctor said, it can't be born in the future... Is it very poor?" This person doesn't care if she has children. It's always cruel not to have children in the future. And she didn't say she had the child, nor did she say she couldn't have it. She said Wang Yun, but she probably said it vaguely, just to let the man retreat. The man stood beside her and said, "Oh, your friend is really poor." Ye Qingxia thinks this voice is so familiar. It's a haunted voice. Has she heard something? She looked up along his slender legs, familiar Golden Square belt head, high-grade customized handmade white shirt, and then the noble and cold face, a man like a relegated fairy in the painting, but she thought about her dream a few years ago. I haven't thought about it for some time, but I didn't expect to see this Buddha today. Han Sicheng held a pot of tea in one hand and a small cup in the other. He looked at Ye Qingxia coldly. Did he happen to drink tea here, or did he come on a blind date? Ye Qingxia thinks it should be the former! She was frightened. The cup in her hand slipped. A whole cup of green tea fell on the table and sprinkled a table of tea. Han Sicheng narrowed, looked at the panicked Ye Qingxia below, and asked calmly, "are you afraid of me?"“ No! " Ye Qingxia smiled awkwardly. Looking at the tea rolling onto the skirt, he could have dodged, but on second thought, isn't it just right to find an excuse to go back and change clothes when the skirt is wet? Thinking of this, she quietly leaned against the table. For a while, the tea wet a large part of her skirt. She stood up and brushed the watermark on her skirt. She frowned and said regretfully, "just now, I accidentally knocked over the tea. The clothes are wet. I have to go back and change my clothes first. If you want to wait, just wait here. But my house is a little far from here. It may make you wait a little longer. " With that, a glimmer of joy flashed through her eyes and did not escape Han Sicheng's eyes. Han Sicheng didn't stop her, but picked up Wang Jing's child“ OK, go to your house and talk. " For the first time, ye Qingxia deeply felt what it was like to lift a stone and hit her own feet. She looked straight at her, looking at Han Si city's face, and unable to make complaints about it. Could she refuse? Han Sicheng walked in front with Wang Jing in his arms. Seeing ye Qingxia silly in place, he turned and asked suspiciously, "why not go?" This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.