Hear the sound of flowers blooming in my heart

After Xiao Yiye and Xia Xiyue, no one dared to go up to perform. After all, the performances of the handsome men and beautiful women were there, and anyone who dared to go up would only end up embarrassing himself if he was not completely sure.

The final result of the selection was no surprise. Xiao Yiye and Xia Xiyue won and they won a free meal for Class 10.

The moment the results came out, everyone in Class 10 shouted with excitement, like generals returning triumphantly from a battle.

Seeing that Xiao Yiye had not returned for a long time, Xia Xiyue sent him a message.

Xia Xiyue: [Like], [You danced so well, so handsome! So handsome! We won.]

Xiao Yiye, who was smoking in the bathroom to suppress his desire, smiled when he saw the message.

He won, but he felt very uncomfortable because of her teasing.

It doesn't matter, as long as she is happy.

She can do whatever she wants.

I can even give her my life, so why should I be afraid of suppressing my desires?

Xiao Yiye: [Did you change your clothes?]

Xia Xiyue: [Yes, it has changed. Where are you? ]

Xiao Yiye: [Restroom, smoking.]

Xiao Yiye: [Don’t wear that in the future. ]

Xia Xiyue smiled when she saw the message. This man is as strict as a father.

Xia Xiyue was in a playful mood and asked knowingly: [Why? ]

Xiao Yiye: [It makes me angry. ]

Xia Xiyue's lips curled slightly.

Xia Xiyue: [Got it, Father Xiao! ]

Ever since Xia Xiyue returned to the bar, people kept coming up to her and asking for her contact information.

Xia Xiyue declined them one by one.

Xiao Yiye was still wearing the white shirt when he came back.

There was no way. She said he looked handsome in a white shirt, so he had to wear it for a while longer to make his handsomeness last longer and attract more of her attention.

Luo Yanze and the others joked that Xiao Yiye looked so cool in a white shirt.

Let her be flirty, who makes her like it.

What other people say is none of his business.

After Xiao Yiye came back, he sat directly next to Xia Xiyue. Although many people were still drooling over Xia Xiyue, no one dared to step forward and embarrass themselves.

After winning the free meal, all the students in Class 10 were very excited and went crazy.

Some were drinking, some were dancing, some were chatting, some were singing, some were playing finger-guessing games, some were playing cards... they were having a great time!

They didn't disperse until the early morning.

Xia Xiyue was already a little tipsy while dancing, and after returning to the bar, her classmates offered her many drinks. She was in a good mood and accepted all the drinks. She was completely drunk by the time the show was over.

Xiao Yiye didn't ride the motorcycle because he was afraid that she would fall off the back seat, and he was also afraid that the dew on the cold night in late autumn would freeze her.

So they fought back.

In the taxi, Xia Xiyue leaned weakly against Xiao Yiye.

Xiao Yiye held Xia Xiyue's shoulders, lowered his eyes, and looked at her quietly in his arms.

At this moment, Xia Xiyue had her hair tied in a high ponytail, a Chanel-style jacket on her upper body, a pleated skirt on her lower body, and her slender legs were wrapped in two pairs of black long stockings.

The schoolbag lay quietly on one side. The delicate skin on her face was white and rosy, and her long eyelashes were tightly closed, casting a shadow on her face.

She looks like a well-behaved student, emitting pure youthfulness.

More than two hours ago, she was still a sexy queen on the stage, but at this moment she instantly turned into a fresh little loli.

The styles can be switched at will, and each style is controlled just right and to perfection.

Absolutely!

When the taxi arrived at his doorstep, Xiao Yiye looked up and saw the black Bentley parked at the door. He glanced at the license plate number, which was Beijing A.

The man who claimed to be his father came to see Xiao Yiye again.

After getting off the car, Xiao Yiye picked up Xia Xiyue and went straight home. After settling Xia Xiyue down, he went out and walked to the Bentley.

The man in the Bentley was quite patient. He waited until Xiao Yiye stood still beside the car before slowly getting out.

Xiao Jianda, Chairman of Yongsheng Group.

He is a well-known figure in the business world and has topped the rich list many times. In China, everyone knows Xiao Jianda.

The group has many subsidiaries with business operations all over the country, covering a wide range of business categories, mainly real estate, hotel chains, large shopping mall chains, etc.

Xiao Jianda got out of the car with a kind smile on his face: "Yiye, you're back so late?"

Xiao Yiye did not answer. He frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Jianda calmly. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a leisurely puff.

Xiao Jianda didn't mind Xiao Yiye's estrangement. It was his fault that he ignored Xiao Yiye for so many years. He deserved it.

He hasn't cared about Xiao Yiye for more than ten years, so it's normal for the child to feel resentful.

But he felt that he could not be blamed entirely. Xiao Lingling left without saying goodbye and went with another man, and he did not know that Xiao Lingling was pregnant with his child.

After a moment of shock, Xiao Jianda asked, "Is the girl you were holding just now Xia Zhiguo's daughter, Xia Xiyue?"

The light was dim just now and Xiao Jianda couldn't see clearly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yiye, who was smoking, raised his eyes, opened his eyelids and looked at Xiao Jianda, and asked, "Do you know him?"

Xiao Jianda was overjoyed to see his son finally react. He smiled and said, "Yes, I know his father very well. I've been to his house many times before."

They all hang out in the Beijing North circle and are all top wealthy and powerful people in Beijing North, so it's not surprising that they know each other.

Xiao Yiye nodded in understanding.

Xiao Jianda was very pleased when he looked at Xiao Yinye, whose features were somewhat similar to his. He had never expected that he would have such a big son, and even more so that he would be so handsome.

As if he had thought of something, Xiao Jianda turned around and knocked on the car window. The driver in the driver's seat immediately handed a document to Xiao Jianda respectfully.

Xiao Jianda held the document in front of Xiao Yiye and said, "This is our paternity test, take a look."

Looking at the six words "Paternity Test Report" on the document, Xiao Yiye hesitated for a moment and then took it.

Turning to the identification results: Based on the results of DNA analysis, on the premise of excluding identical twins, close relatives and exogenous interference, it is supported that the person being tested, Xiao Jianda, is the biological father of the child Xiao Yiye, and a scientific and reasonable explanation can be obtained from a genetic perspective.

Judicial expert..., professional certificate number...

The evidence was irrefutable, and considering that he and Xiao Jianda looked somewhat similar, Xiao Yiye had no objection to the result.

However, there is a hurdle in my heart that I can't get over.

He originally thought that the man was crazy because he missed his son, but at this moment, the evidence was conclusive and he had no choice but to accept this fact.

Xiao Jianda is Xiao Yiye's father.

Xiao Yiye looked at the man in front of him with mixed feelings.

This guy had a rough and bumpy life, suffered untold hardships, was confused, and lived in poverty, like a weed for seventeen years. Suddenly one day, a man, a top billionaire stood in front of him and said: You are my son, and I am your father.

Dad, haha, he was bullied and ridiculed since he was a child. He was forced to support the family since he was 8 years old. He was hungry for a long time and was no different from a homeless child.

What was he doing as a father at that time?

In the business world, people were chatting and laughing, and drinking happily.

He was enjoying himself while eating delicacies from land and sea and hugging another woman.

Xiao Yinye closed the appraisal report and looked at the darkness in the distance with a distracted look.

Xiao Jianda: "Yiye, come back to Jingbei with me. Your aunt Song is my wife. We both have some health problems and have not had any children in these years. Your aunt Song and I are also old. Aunt Song is a very good person. She will treat you as her own child and treat you like her own son. We just want you to recognize your ancestors. You are the only flesh and blood of the Xiao family."

When Xiao Jianda's father Xiao Yong heard that he had a grandson, a 17-year-old boy, he was so excited that he walked around the house, urging Xiao Jianda to bring his grandson home as soon as possible.

Ever since Xiao Jianda met Xiao Yiye once, he has liked and been satisfied with him.

During that meeting, Xiao Jianda went straight to the point and stated his identity directly.

I am the chairman of Yongsheng Group, I am a wealthy man, I am your father. If you call me dad, I will give you everything.

If an ordinary person had such a father, he would definitely be grateful and would immediately follow him back to Beijing.

But at that time, Xiao Yiye just gave Xiao Jianda a cold look, then turned and left.

He had been waiting for Xiao Yiye to contact him, but so much time had passed and Xiao Yiye had completely ignored him.

Xiao Jianda is a big shot in the business world, and he can call the shots and show off his power wherever he goes. But in front of Xiao Yiye at this moment, he is just a humble old father who has made a mistake, and he even feels a little nervous when he speaks.

Xiao Jianda said, "I've had people check it out. I know you've suffered a lot over the years. I will compensate you. I've discussed it with your Aunt Song. When you return, I will transfer Yongsheng Group to your name."

When Xiao Jianda saw the investigation materials, he felt so guilty that he almost had a heart attack.

He could never have imagined that his son, Xiao Jianda, had suffered so much.

Seeing the young boy working so hard to support the family, he wanted to slap himself a few times.