Two Hundred and Thirty-Five Love Does Not Mean There Is a Future (1)

Xia Xingchen was actually wronged in his heart, and buried his face in his chest, unable to speak. Bai Yeqing said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow I will personally pick up the child. I promise you, as long as you don't want to hand over the child, no one will dare to take your child away! Including my parents!"

The last sentence is solemn and powerful.

After listening to his assurance, she was silent again.

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The old lady personally coaxed Xia Dabai to sleep. Looking at the white and tender little face, the naive sleeping face felt like his heart was about to melt into water. No matter how he looked at it, he was reluctant to hand this child back To Xia Xingchen.

"The little grandson was asleep, but you were still watching. When he came out, he woke him up again." Old Master Bai called her at the door, his voice soft.

"Shh!" The old lady glared at him, she got up and said in a low voice, "Slow down your voice."

Turn off the lights, close the bedroom door, and the old lady and the old man went back to their bedroom together. The old man put on a pair of glasses, flipped through a thick book, and prepared to name his little grandson. The old lady put a mask on her face, glanced at the old man who was taking notes carefully from the mirror, and asked worriedly: "Do you think Lan Ye will accept our precious grandson?"

"If the Lan family doesn't accept the marriage that they want to join, then forget it."

"Yes, it's fine if you don't accept it. We can't let our precious grandson suffer." The old lady's expression became much gentler when she mentioned her grandson. Putting on the mask, he walked to the old man, "Grandpa, I think we have to take this child with us, don't send it back! Anyway, we have already given 10 million yuan, and this child is ours! The grandson will go back and teach the mother and daughter badly."

In fact, the old man is also reluctant to give his precious grandson to others, that woman is an outsider after all. However, just taking people away like this, there are always some robbers.

"The so-called courtesy before the soldiers. This time, we have prepared her mentally. After two days, you asked her out and talked to her about the ownership of the child. After all, she is an outsider, and the custody right can only belong to her in the future. Us. As for visitation rights..." The old man frowned, "We'll discuss that later!"

"Okay, courtesy first and soldiers first. Anyway, I have to decide on the custody of my precious grandson, even Ye Qing is not allowed to fight with me!"

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On the other side, Xia Xingchen called his mother and said that after Dabai and Dabai would not go home tonight, they curled up on the bed.

Bai Yeqing lay sideways beside her. She just turned her back to him. He frowned and turned her body around, but she was also stubborn, even when she turned around, her eyes were tightly closed, refusing to look at him.

"Who are you angry with?" Bai Yeqing squeezed her tense chin and raised her face.

She bit her lip and turned her face away.

"Angry at my parents, or at me?" he asked.

Xia Xingchen was bitter and silent. To say it is anger, it is better to say that it is already frightened in the bottom of my heart. In the past, she thought that as long as he didn't take the child away, the child would always be by her side. However, after such an episode happened today, she realized that she was actually very naive.

The child's grandparents, his parents, did not want to take her feelings into consideration...

Moreover, once they were really determined to take the child as their own, her strength was actually insignificant. There is nothing to ask for help-->>

The door, except for the man beside him.

"Can I ask you one thing..."

She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at him. There was pleading in his eyes.

He raised his eyes to meet her eyes, and could see the sadness and water ripples in her eyes, and moved his thin lips, "Say it."

"If one day in the future...you marry another woman, you must not let your parents take the child away without saying a word like today." She was afraid, afraid that at that time she would not be able to even beg him, so she just It's really called "every day should not be done", and it's called "the land is not working".

Bai Yeqing looked at her, his eyes became colder and colder, "Xia Xingchen, say that sentence again."

Even the tone of voice is cold and serious. Between the brows, there was a little chill.

She knew he was angry, she thought of the Miss Lan she met at night, the woman who could easily enter his house, the woman who was in the same world as him, her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Actually, we all know, Even if the two of us are sleeping together now...even if we have done everything before, but...that doesn't mean there will be a future between us..."

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, she knew how his parents treated her. Obviously, they only planned to have children, and they didn't think about asking her, a mother, to enter their Bai family's door. Her self-esteem can't do anything to pray for, and she doesn't even think about the fact that mothers are more expensive than children.

Bai Yeqing's breathing was tight and heavy. Her words are very sensible. In this world, if every relationship has a result, there will be no breakup. What's more, marriage and divorce!

However, what she said so rationally and soberly still made him feel uncomfortable.

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The position by his side moved a bit, the quilt was lifted, he got up and got out of bed, and then walked out with a heavy step. The door was closed with a "bang--" with a muffled sound, which was especially clear at night. It was like hitting her chest, which made her feel very stuffy.

As soon as he left, it seemed as if he took the temperature of the room with him. She half-raised her head and stared at the door for a while, and finally, she withdrew her gaze and lay down again. Whether her body was cold or hot, she wrapped the quilt around herself and held it tightly.

For a long time, the cold words of the guard at the gate were still in my mind: "She is likely to be the future wife of Mr. President. How dare you stop her car? Don't die!"

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the next day.

In the morning, the weather cleared up. The storm last night made the city more lonely, and even the morning sun could not shake off the haze.

She got up and looked at herself in the glasses, and she was still ugly. The eyes are swollen, and there are a few small strains on the face. Although they have been treated, they are still very clear. My colleague Xiao Xin called, "Xia Xingchen, I'll be at the airport in three hours, you have brought all your documents! Don't be late!"

Only then did Xia Xingchen remember his business trip to Country Y today. Looking at the time, there is really no way to delay it any longer.

After washing up, she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

"Miss Xia, good morning!" The servants greeted her when they saw her. The butler bowed with his chest in his arms from a distance, "Miss Xia, good morning, have you recovered?"

"Thank you, it's much better." She pulled the corner of her lips reluctantly, but she was still a little weak all over. It was too cold yesterday, and my body hasn't recovered yet.