Unfaithful CEO's Pretty Ex-wife

Seeing her son happily sitting at the table, she still asked her to sit in the past. Where could Xia Ying have the heart to sweep the child's interest? Had to sit quietly in the past, waiting for Yang Xichen to finish breakfast.

Thinking of Cui xinlai, she should call her and explain the situation to her. I left too late last night. In order to avoid disturbing her sleep, I didn't tell her what I wanted to leave.

Pick up the phone and dial the number.

After waiting for quite a long time, there just picked up the phone. Cui Xin's voice was confused: "sister Xia, what's the matter?"

When she called someone so early and disturbed others' sleep, she felt very sorry in her heart and said, "sorry, Cui Xin, I woke you up so early. If I want to send Xiao Ming to school, I'll go first. "

"No problem, sister Xia."

"Then take a little more rest and I'll hang up."

Hang up the phone at the same time, Yang Xichen from the kitchen with breakfast.

Putting breakfast on the table, Xia Ming can't wait to start eating. But Xia Ying has not started, just gently admonishes Xia Ming: "eat slowly, don't choke."

The little guy had food in his mouth, and he kept putting food in his mouth with a fork in his hand. He was a bit inarticulate: "Mom, Dad's cooking is really delicious. I like to eat my father's cooking. I will eat my father's cooking every day in the future... "

Looking at the little guy's appearance, Xia Ying took one side of the hot milk and handed it to him. Her tone was concerned: "come on, drink some milk, be careful, don't choke."

Yang Xichen sits down opposite Xia Ming, picks up the knife and fork in front of him and looks at the little guy with a gentle tone: "if you like it, my father will cook it for you every day, OK?"

"Good..." Xia Ming takes the milk from his mother's hand and takes a big drink. His mouth is covered with white milk, just like a long circle of moustache.

Xia Ying took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

The little guy quickly picked up the fork and quickly attacked the food.

Looking at Xia Ying who didn't stop for a moment, she didn't move a mouthful. Yang Xichen couldn't help but feel a little heartache: "Yingying, eat quickly, and it will be cold later..."

Xia Ying looked up and took a look at him, but suddenly found that the man had heavy black eyes and a tired face. Her heart, can't help but pain, and then quickly returned to normal.

She takes back her eyes and continues to take care of Xia Ming. Why should she feel sorry for that heartless person? It's really mean, clearly he has treated you like that, do you still feel sorry for him? So, you deserve all the harm you get.

Looking at her reaction, Yang Xichen's heart, helpless sigh, continue to eat the things in front of him.

Before eating, I heard the landline in the living room ring. He quickly put the food on his fork into his mouth. Before he could chew it carefully, he stood up and took out the paper towel from one side. While walking out, he wiped his mouth. His mouth was still chewing food desperately.

Far away, he heard his voice answering the phone in the living room: "hello? Shanny... " Behind the voice, gradually small down, even if Xia Ying ears up carefully to listen, but also can't hear.

Xia Ying's heart, can not help but some self mockery and self vexation. Clearly has been completely dead heart to that man, still listen to what others say to do? Who and what is he going to do and what does it have to do with her?

After taking care of Xia Ming's breakfast, he grabs a few mouthfuls of food in a panic. He quickly carries his schoolbag and prepares to send him to kindergarten.

When preparing to go out, Yang Xichen was already holding a briefcase in his hand. He hurried down from upstairs, looked at their mother and son, and asked, "I'll take you to kindergarten?"

Xia Ying is putting on shoes for Xia Ming. She doesn't even lift her head. "No, you'd better go busy. We'll go by ourselves."

Yang Xichen did not go on, but took out his mobile phone and pulled out a phone: "come to my home and send Ms. Xia Ying to kindergarten."

Xia Ying has already put on the shoes for the child, and she doesn't mean to stop Yang Xichen, but she just pulls up Xia Ming and goes outside.

"Yingying..." Before the phone can hang up, Xia Ying's figure has gone out. He hung up the phone in a hurry and chased out, trying to stop Xia Ying: "Yingying, you wait a few minutes, the driver will come right here."

"No trouble." Still is the tone of indifference, straightforward refusal.

She bypasses him, pulls Xia Ming, and goes directly to the door of the villa.

For her indifference, Yang Xichen felt helpless, did not continue to catch up. But, in the heart's indignation, actually has no place to vent, the angry he one punch to one side of the stone pillar. His fists were smashed and bleeding, and the pain made him grin.

Today's weather is overcast, and the wind adds a bit of icy atmosphere. It seems that today is another heavy rain.

On the way to school, Xia Ming is rarely silent all the way. However, this makes Xia Ying's heart vaguely feel very uneasy. The child is extremely clever. He must have guessed what happened between his father and his mother. I'm afraid he will feel bad in his heart.Sure enough, when he was about to arrive at the school gate, he suddenly opened his mouth leisurely: "Mom, did you quarrel with dad?"

Xia Ying in slightly stay after a stay, smiling and stroking his small head: "how can? Don't think about it. Dad won't quarrel with mom

"But mom is angry with dad." The little guy's voice is firm. He stares at her eyes, leaving her eyes nowhere to hide.

Her eyes twinkled and she reluctantly laughed: "how could it be? Are you wrong? "

"Mom, I'm no longer a three-year-old. I know everything. You can't always lie to me." The tone of the little guy is full of bitterness.

However, when Xia Ying heard this sentence, she still couldn't help laughing. Yes, her son is no longer a three-year-old child. He is already four years old.

The taxi stops at the school gate, Xia Ying gets off first, then stands at the door, takes Xia Ming's hand to get off.

When sending the little guy to school, the little guy still couldn't rest assured and told him: "Mom, you must not be angry with Dad, OK? Will you forgive dad He looked back step by step, and the tone was like a little adult.

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