Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

In Xia Zixiang's heart, Xia Chunuan no longer wanted herself, she had someone else, Xia Zixiang clenched her lips, her eyes were like the god of death in hell, looking at Xia Chunuan who was embracing Jiang Lai, at this moment they seemed to be together The more Xia Zixiang looked at the real mother and child, the more uncomfortable he felt.

In an instant, Xia Zixiang seemed to have tasted a bit of a fishy smell—it turned out that she didn't feel any pain when she bit her lip, because Xia Zixiang's heart was broken at this moment, and she was staring at the "" in front of her." Mother and son", recalling the happy times before, which were just phantoms.

Murong An was afraid that something would happen to Xia Zixiang, otherwise all his hard work during this time would be in vain, so he squatted down, hugged Xia Zixiang tightly and said, "Zixiang, you and your father are fine, don't blame this to the extreme. on mother."

Like a cold-blooded monster, Xia Zixiang looked at Murong An coldly: "I know I didn't blame him, I just have some good things, Dad, don't worry, I won't blame my mother, after all, she was pregnant Give birth to me in October." Xia Zixiang said to Murong An with some understanding.

Murong An realized that Xia Zixiang was not as pure as before, but the result now was what he wanted. He wanted Xia Zixiang to be ruthless in Xia Chunuan and ruthless to Jiang Yulin. Say forcefully: "Zixiang, you still have me, be good."

Xia Zixiang stopped looking at Xia Chunuan, took Murong An's hand, and said as he walked, "Father, go home." Murong An thought that Xia Zixiang had been stimulated by something, and he became more and more happy. His plan was really thorough. Xia Zixiang believed it so stupidly.

"Okay, Zixiang, are you okay?" Murong An cautiously tested Xia Zixiang, he was afraid that something would happen, a rat droppings would ruin a pot of soup, Murong An was a little worried that his plan would be ruined like this.

Xia Zixiang smiled charmingly: "It's okay, I'm fine, Dad." After seeing Xia Zixiang's expression, Murong An became calm. He knew that Xia Zixiang now has no love for Xia Chunuan, only hate.

Soon, Murong An carried Xia Zixiang back home. As soon as Xia Zixiang came home, she ran to her room. She didn't know where to find a pair of scissors. She sat in front of the mirror and slowly cut the long hair she adored. , there were still tears in the eyes, and my heart was ruthless: it was because of you that my mother didn't want me.

Xia Zixiang turned sadness into anger, his eyes became more and more angry, and the scissors in his hand cut his hair faster.

Murong An was afraid that something might happen to Xia Zixiang, so he went upstairs and was stunned by the sight in front of him - broken hair all over the floor, and an angry Xia Zixiang sitting on the stool.

He stepped forward and hugged Xia Zixiang tightly, pretending to be sad, and said: "Zixiang, don't be overwhelmed. You still have your father. If you leave, what will your father do?" With Xia Zixiang as a bargaining chip, he will lose miserably. He must protect Xia Zixiang well.

Xia Zixiang withdrew his anger, lying in Murong An's arms, with a strong nasal voice: "Dad, I'm fine, I just cut my hair, Dad, I want to go to Jianglai School today."

A gleam of joy flashed in Murong An's eyes, pretending to be surprised: "Huh? Where do you go to school? Zixiang, are you sure?"

"I'm very sure, Dad, I hate my mother. She has other children, so she can get rid of me. I hate her so much. I'm going to see what's so good about Jiang Lai."

"Okay, Dad will arrange for you to go to that school now"

After finishing speaking, Murong An left, his heart was filled with countless joys.

The next day, Xia Zixiang was taken to Jiang Lai's school by Murong An. Because Xia Zixiang was the same age as Jiang Lai, in the same grade, Murong An intervened and put Xia Zixiang and Jiang Lai in the same class. inside.

Before he left, Murong An did not forget to ask: "Zixiang, you have to get along well with your classmates in the new school. If someone bullies you, go home and tell your father that although mother has gone to protect other people's children, you still have father."

Murong An deliberately repeated the matter in order to stimulate Xia Zixiang.

Xia Zixiang pinched his shoulder strap tightly: "It's okay, Dad, I know I still have you."

Murong An rubbed Xia Zixiang's head: "Zixiang go to school, the teacher is here."

The teacher wanted to go forward to hold Xia Zixiang's hand, but was ruthlessly thrown away. The teacher stood there in a daze.

Murong An came out to smooth things over: "Teacher, I'm sorry, the child is spoiled by me, and his temper is like this. Please be more considerate, salary is not a problem." Murong An threw money temptations.

The teacher's mood changed from cloudy to sunny, turning his face faster than turning the book: "Father Zixiang, I will definitely take good care of your daughter. Zixiang actually has quite a personality. I like this child very much."

"Thank you teacher." After finishing speaking, Murong An went through the door and put a card in the teacher's pocket: "Password 0000, this is your hard work fee, please accept it, there is 50 in it, teacher take good care of my family Zixiang ah."

The teacher had a smirk on his face: "Okay, okay, no problem at all, Zixiang's father, Zixiang is in our class, I will take good care of her, and I won't let her be wronged."

"I'm relieved to hear that from you."

While talking, Xia Zixiang had already entered the teaching building, and the teacher was jogging to chase Xia Zixiang away.

Murong An took out a cigarette at the door, got into the car, opened the sunroof, and wisps of white smoke came out of the Ferrari.

Xia Zixiang came to the second class. The teacher led Xia Zixiang to the class and asked Xia Zixiang to introduce himself: "Little friend, can you introduce yourself? Let the students get to know you?" The teacher looked forward to He looked at Xia Zixiang who was clutching the shoulder strap of his schoolbag.

But Xia Zixiang chose to be quiet. She didn't want to introduce herself, and she was in a stalemate with the teacher on the podium. The teacher could only break the embarrassment: "Okay, then sit next to Jiang Lai for a long time."

Xia Zixiang was not impolite, and said to the teacher: "Thank you, teacher." After finishing speaking, he walked to Jiang Lai's place with ease. The teacher was a little puzzled: These two children probably know each other. I haven't pointed out Jiang Lai yet. location...

The teacher seemed a little flattered: "It's okay."

Xia Zizhen, who was sleeping on the table, raised his head when he heard the teacher call Jiang Lai: sister?Isn't this Zixiang?Isn't Zixiang dead?Xia Zizhen patted himself on the head and muttered: "I must be sleepy, my sister is dead, the new classmate probably looks like my sister."

After speaking, he fell asleep again.

Seeing Xia Zizhen's appearance, the teacher threw a piece of chalk over and warned: "A certain kid should not sleep in class. After all, he is a new classmate, so he should behave better."

Xia Zi sat down reluctantly, but his posture was still slack.