Dote on the little wife of hundreds of billions

Every word is a declaration of sovereignty.

However, Chen Mingyu is not someone who can scare people with just a few words. When she heard Xia Chiyu's words, she laughed, "It's true, after all, it's not easy to beat up little three and little four all over the world. It takes a good body."

As he spoke, he looked at his figure, "Fortunately, my body is fine now, otherwise your father would be around, and there would be some other vixen."

Xia Changan's complexion suddenly collapsed.

"The two of you are talking about some messy things." Xia Changan stopped, "There will be no mistresses in the future, and there is no need to mention the previous things."

The last sentence is the point.

Xia Chiyu let go of Xia Changan's arm, and quietly peeled the oranges. If he had known that Xia Changan was on Chen Mingyu's side, he should have said something harsher.

"It's easy to lose your appetite if you eat too many oranges, so I went up first."

It's not that the oranges are unappetizing, it's obvious that he saw someone who upset him, now he has no extra thoughts and stays downstairs.

After Xia Chiyu went upstairs, Xia Changan looked at Chen Mingyu angrily, "She is still a child, what do you want to do by saying some nonsense things in front of her?"

"I have been with you for more than ten years without a name or distinction, Xia Changan, even if you have a little conscience, you should know what to do, right?"

Isn't it enough to experience the warmth and warmth of human relationships in the past ten years?
Chen Mingyu is enough.

"Before Xiao Yu gets married, there is no need to talk about this matter. I will not agree."

The meaning in the words was already too firm, Chen Mingyu patted the table, "Xia Changan, are you a man after all? Do you still have any conscience?"

"My conscience?" Xia Chang'an sneered, "If I didn't have a conscience, how could I have sent you home on a rainy day more than ten years ago? How could I have drunk the drugged tea you brought over?"

Xia Changan felt disgusted even mentioning some of the dirty methods that were used at the beginning.

I looked at Chen Mingyu with some irritability, "I won't mention the past, and you don't need to talk about the future. It is impossible for you to be given the title of Mrs. Xia."

Both of them had already talked about this, and Chen Mingyu knew that he had no possibility.

Xia Changan stood up, "You can do it yourself."

But it doesn't matter what happened so far, as long as her son is still a member of the Xia family, it doesn't matter.

Who can have the last laugh?

Xia Chang'an, who went upstairs, stood at the door of Xia Chiyu's room, thought for a while before knocking on the door, "Xiao Yu, it's Dad."

Before Xia Chiyu could calm down, the knock on the door rang again, "Xiao Yu!"

"What's wrong?" Xia Chiyu opened the door with red eyes, "I was just packing up."

It is said that this time is the most lovable time, and sure enough, Xia Changan's eyes turned red just by taking a look at Xia Chiyu like this.

"It's my father's fault." Xia Changan touched Xia Chiyu's cheek, "Why are you crying here alone?"

Xia Chiyu pretended to be strong and shook his head, "I didn't, I just accidentally smashed it when I was packing up, it hurt too much."