Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

It is definitely not measurable to own such a luxurious manor in a place like an inch of gold in central London.

Sure enough, all of them are fighters among the local tyrants.

Xia Xing's background is not good, but she has never had an inferiority complex no matter whether she is in front of or behind.

But at this moment, looking at everything in front of her, although she could not say that she was inferior, she was indeed shocked.

She thought, she somewhat understood what An Ziqi said to her yesterday, that she was in the mood when she was trapped by Xiao Mo into the royal family.

Following Yuntian along the way, servants kept greeting Yuntian on the way.

Yuntian looked calm and walked by holding her hand, Xia Xing did not say a word, quietly looked at everything around him, followed him closely, and walked into the villa.

I saw a famous 15th-century oil painting master on the beautifully decorated wall. There was a huge and luxurious crystal chandelier above my head, and the hall was decorated with handmade custom-made furniture by famous artists.

Xia Xing turned his head and glanced at Yun Tian silently, the distance between the two seemed to be getting farther and farther.

The butler came out from the side hall next to him and saw him. He was pleasantly surprised. He smiled and said, "Master Yun, you are finally back. Madam is thinking about you every day."

Yuntian nodded, "Uncle Zhou, where is my mommy?"

"Mrs. Morning..." The butler had not had time to finish.

"Huh, you still know to come back." A voice came from the left side of the hall.

Xia Xing couldn't help turning his head to look over. A majestic middle-aged man just walked out of the side hall on that side.

With a trace of the aura and extravagance that has always been high on his body, he frowned and snorted when he saw Yuntian.

"Daddy." Yun Tian pursed his lips and called out.

"You still know how to come back." Yun Luoying snorted coldly, glanced at him, and looked at Xia Xing next to him.

Although Xia Xing had been seen at An Ziqi's wedding before, after all, she had the same identity card at the time. She had never had any formal experience of meeting her elders, and her nervous heart was raised instantly.

The hand held by Yuntian squeezed tightly a little tentatively. Yuntian felt her tension and shook her hand, changing to clasp her fingers instead.

He spoke directly to his daddy, "Daddy, this is my girlfriend, Xia Xing."

His big warm palm clasped her little hand tightly, and the tension in Xia Xing's heart eased a lot.

After plucking up his courage, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Uncle Yun."

Yun Luoying looked at her, her frowning brows tightened again, and then looked up at Yun Tian, ​​before finally letting out an unsalted hum after a long while.

Xia Xing looked at his frowning tighter brows, and his heart tightened.

He couldn't tell what he meant from his tone, whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, so he didn't dare to say more.

"Where's my mommy." Yuntian asked without changing his face.

"Your mommy is almost mad at you. Come to the study for me." Yun Luoying glared at him, then turned and walked in the other direction.

Seeing Father Yun's fierce appearance, the heart that Xia Xing had just put down, instantly grasped tightly again.

Yuntian has been in the country, how can he get so mad at him?

Is there anything she didn't know happened in the middle?

Is it because his father is so fierce towards Yuntian because he is dissatisfied with her?

In an instant, too many questions flashed through Xing Xing's heart.

Yuntian turned his head and said to the housekeeper on the side, "Uncle Zhou, take her back to my room first."