Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

"Where is Qiao Qiao including #哥#儿#全#理#? Why haven't you come back..."

Yang Le looked in the direction of the champagne table, but Xia Xingqiao was no longer there.

He scratched his head, puzzled and said, "Didn't Qiao Qiao say that he would be back soon?"

"Maybe I have other things to do first."

Chen Xin tidied up the little dress on her body, and suddenly asked Riemann at the side: "Hey? What did Qiao Qiao say about the name of that handsome guy with milk tea just now?"

"...It seems to be, the surname is Rong?" Riemann tilted his head and thought for a while, "Didn't Qiao Qiao call him Doctor Rong, what's wrong?"

Chen Xin shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I must have thought too much."

The surname is Rong...it can't be such a coincidence, it's the same Rong as Rong Feng, right?

Rong Feng's little uncle?

Xia Xingqiao suddenly realized something, and looked at Rong Tingye suddenly.

Then I saw Dr. Rong smiled at Rong Feng in response, and called "Xiao Feng" familiarly.

Xia Xingqiao suddenly seemed to be hit by a sap from behind, and there was a loud buzzing in his head.

I couldn't hear anything in my ears, and the conversation between the uncle and nephew gradually faded away from her. Xia Xingqiao lowered her head, and repeated in a low voice: "Little...little uncle?"

Suddenly, some pictures quickly squeezed into his mind, and Xia Xingqiao who suddenly accepted these had a splitting headache. He couldn't help covering his head and moaning in pain.

This seemed familiar, but Xia Xingqiao squatted down due to a more violent headache.

Although he had closed his eyes tightly, some images that looked like movie clips flashed in front of Xia Xingqiao forcefully.

In the picture, his chin was pinched and lifted up.

Xia Xingqiao was forced to look up, the one who pinched her chin...was Dr. Rong? !

The expression on Dr. Rong's face was cold and stern that Xia Xingqiao had never seen before. He looked down at himself, his eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

Dr. Rong opened his mouth and said something, ridiculed, cruel, and some emotions that he couldn't understand surged in his eyes.

Seeing Dr. Rong like this, Xia Xingqiao felt a dull pain in his heart and felt a little out of breath.

It hurts so much, my jaw seems to be crushed...

His body was shaking violently, and his back was almost drenched in cold sweat in this winter night where the temperature was approaching zero.

Xia Xingqiao shook his head desperately, as if he was caught in some nightmare, his voice suddenly raised a bit with despair:

"I don't know! I really don't know where he went..."

"Jojo!"

The cold body was suddenly pulled into an embrace.

This embrace was supposed to be warm, but Xia Xingqiao's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and he trembled uncontrollably in this familiar embrace.

Feeling the trembling in the body of the person in his arms, Rong Tingye frowned, as if his heart was being grabbed, he was even slightly exerting force on Xia Xingqiao's arm.

But no matter how much she asked, Xia Xingqiao still bit her lower lip tightly and didn't say a word.

Rong Tingye frowned even deeper, just when he was about to hug Xia Xingqiao horizontally, Xia Xingqiao in his arms finally raised his head.

Xia Xingqiao's face was bloodless, and her eyes, which were always hiding a smile, were frighteningly red.

His lower lip was also bitten with deep teeth marks.

Xia Xingqiao looked up at Rong Tingye.

Seeing him like this, Rong Tingye reached out to hold Xia Xingqiao's arm, but he dodged it.

Rong Tingye's hand paused, and he stared at Xia Xingqiao.

Before Xia Xingqiao could speak, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

This crystal clear teardrop ran along the end of his bright red eyes, across the side of his face, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Doctor Rong, why did you lie to me?"

Seeing Xia Xingqiao's expression, Rong Tingye's Adam's apple rolled.

There was a trace of panic in his heart for the first time.

"Jojo, I..."

"Little five!"

Xia Yichen walked over quickly from a distance, and with him was Rong Feng who just ran to call for someone.

As soon as he got closer, Xia Yichen saw Xia Xingqiao squatting on the ground pitifully, and the red eye sockets when he raised his head to look at him.

Xia Yichen's anxious face, which was originally anxious because he heard that Xia Xingqiao was not feeling well, immediately became even uglier.

He squatted down distressedly, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong? What's wrong..."

Before Xia Yichen finished speaking, Xia Xingqiao threw himself into his arms.

He wanted to seek comfort like a wounded animal, but he still firmly shook his head in Xia Yichen's arms.

After repeatedly confirming that Xia Xingqiao was not feeling sick, Xia Yichen helped him to stand up.

But as soon as Xia Xingqiao stood up, he held Xia Yichen's clothes and hid behind him, as if he didn't want to look at Rong Tingye who was opposite him again.

Xia Yichen looked at Rong Tingye's eyes no longer as polite as before, and he said in a bad tone:

"Mr. Rong, although I don't know what holidays you and my little brother had before, but today is his birthday anyway, why don't you avoid it, at least let the child spend his birthday with peace of mind."

The meaning behind the words is to drive Rong Tingye away.

Xia Yichen still didn't forget to order someone to return the gift that Rong Tingye brought to him just now.

Although Rong Feng on the other side was still a little dazed, he felt a little dissatisfied seeing Xia Yichen smearing his little uncle's face like this.

He couldn't help but said: "The gift that was sent out is never taken back. This is too embarrassing for us!"

"Xiao Feng." Rong Tingye stopped Rong Feng.

He looked at Xia Xingqiao who was still hiding behind Xia Yichen, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

But Rong Tingye finally just said in a deep voice: "Qiao Qiao, I have hidden something from you, but I didn't lie to you."

Xia Xingqiao pursed her lips, and when she heard Rong Tingye's explainable words, her hand that was holding the corner of her clothes became tighter.

Seeing that Xia Xingqiao turned his face away, but refused to look at him, Rong Tingye gave a wry smile, turned and left.

Rong Feng let out a hey, and quickly chased after him.

Xia Xingqiao, who was still there, was brought back to Xia's old house by Xia Yichen.

After some examinations, after the doctor confirmed that there was nothing abnormal about Xia Xingqiao's body and his mood had stabilized, Xia Yichen was finally relieved.

Xia Xingqiao saw how worried his elder brother was for him, so he had no choice but to suppress the emotions just now in his heart and cheer up.

It was a good birthday party, but because of so many changes in himself, the elder brother who should have stayed there and Xia Shuran also went back to the old house together, Xia Xingqiao suddenly felt a little sorry.

"It doesn't matter, the original plan was to leave early and go home together to celebrate your birthday alone."

Hearing Xia Xingqiao's apology, Xia Yichen patted his head and comforted him.

Xia Xingqiao followed Xia Yichen down from the second floor. Just as he walked down the last flight of stairs, the light in the living room suddenly went out.

The living room was suddenly dark.

"Is there a power outage?" Xia Xingqiao blinked in the dark, unable to see anything clearly.

But at this moment, a candle light suddenly lit up in a corner of the living room.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~"

Xia Xingqiao couldn't help holding her breath, looking at the cake that was being pushed over and getting closer and closer to her.

The flame of the candle lit on the cake was constantly beating, and the light of the candle fell on Xia Siran's three-dimensional face.

Xia Siran sang Happy Birthday and slowly pushed the cake over.

This cake is completely different from the big cake with many layers in the hotel before. It is very normal in size and looks like an ordinary fruit cake.

There is a layer of sliced ​​mango on the top of the cake. As soon as you approach it, the tempting fragrance of mango hits your nostrils.

Xia Xingqiao felt a slight push from behind.

It was Xia Yichen, who pushed both Xia Xingqiao and Xia Shuran forward.

"Hurry up and blow out the candles and make a wish!" Xia Siran booed after singing the birthday song.

Looking at the dancing candlelight, Xia Xingqiao felt warm in her heart.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and obediently made a wish, then bent down and blew out the candles with Xia Shuran.

At the same time as the candles went out, the lights in the living room came on.

Xia Siran cheered, and pulled away the little fireworks in his hand.

boom--!Colorful ribbons fell on Xia Xingqiao's body, and some even fell on Xia Yichen's body.

He saw the big brother in suit and leather shoes with half a ribbon hanging on his head, but he didn't notice it.

Xia Xingqiao burst out laughing, suddenly feeling much better.

A few of them gathered around a small cake, like other brothers who celebrated their birthdays together at home.

Xia Siran cheered and said, "Cut the cake and cut the cake! You were hungry at the banquet just now, right? Now it's finally time to eat."

Seeing his excitement, Xia Xingqiao silently swallowed back the fact that she was already half full from the cake at the banquet.

But smelling the sweet smell of fresh mangoes, the little glutton in Xia Xingqiao's stomach really wanted to move.

At this time, Xia Shuran suddenly said, "Isn't Xing Qiao allergic to mangoes? Why is it a mango cake?"

Xia Xingqiao blinked, since when was he allergic to mangoes?

"How could Xiao Wu be allergic to mangoes? Isn't mango his favorite fruit? He could hold mangoes and eat them since he was a child." Xia Siman raised his eyebrows as if he had heard something incredible.

Xia Yichen who was on the side also said: "I chose the mango cake after considering the tastes of both of you."

Xia Shuran:? ? ?

Impossible, Liu Wei certainly doesn't have the guts to lie to himself.

But why did Xia Xingqiao suddenly like eating mangoes again?

In the car driving at a constant speed, Rong Feng secretly glanced at Rong Tingye who was resting with his eyes closed from time to time.

He has now realized what happened just now, but the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes.

Based on Rong Feng's understanding of him, how could the little uncle make people lose face for nothing, but in the end he really left with the gift.

"...Speak up if you have something to say."

Rong Feng scratched his head, and finally had the opportunity to ask the question that he couldn't figure out just now.

"Little uncle, didn't you just stay with Xia Xingqiao just now, why did you ask me to deliver something to him?"