Chi Huan couldn't tell what it felt like.
Although Little Mango was his child with another woman, and she couldn't love her from the bottom of her heart without any resentment, she wouldn't be happy or happy because of this indifferent reaction.
Just a little confused.
Mo Shiqian pulled her and sat down on the sofa not far behind him.
Chi Huan pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows, lowering his head as if thinking, and said nothing.
It was only then that Director Xia's mood finally calmed down. He sat back on the sofa again, his eyes clouded by age still shone with a cold and sharp light, "Simon, why are you talking to Tangtang about the woman beside you? Divorce, throw your daughter away but she doesn’t pay even a penny, Tangtang has a weak temper, why do you bully her to this extent? "
The handsome and indifferent man took the woman's hand and played with her fingers as white and tender as peeled onions, one by one. A light and indifferent smile passed across his lips, and his tone was casual, "Tangtang has a weak temper? Director Xia, she I don’t take a penny, I know your intentions, but I never taint a penny from you. Now, how can you still think that she is weak-tempered."
Dong Xia's brows trembled again, and the wrinkles between his brows gathered into peaks, turning into a violent aura.
Xia Tangtang has returned holding Chi Huan's mobile phone.
Her face was pale and she was in a daze. She walked straight to Mo Shiqian and forgot to return the phone to Chi Huan. She held it tightly in her hand until her joints turned white. She pursed her pale lips tightly. "simon... let's talk alone..."
Before Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan could give any reaction, Director Xia had already shouted angrily, "Let's talk alone, Xia Tangtang, who in this room is more worthy of your trust than my biological father? It's you. Is this the man in front of you who held the mistress’s hand and refused to let go when his daughter was kidnapped, or is he the man you wanted to marry back then, but now he has kidnapped your daughter?”
When the roar stopped, Xia Tangtang's eyebrows did not move, still looking at Mo Shiqian, "simon..."
The man looked up at her, "What did he say?"
Her lips turned pale, "He's coming over."
"Bring little mango?"
Her breath was weak, "I didn't say anything."
After a moment of silence, Mo Shiqian said calmly, "If he's coming, just wait."
"But… "
"I know."
Xia Tangtang looked at him for a while and finally said nothing more.
… …
Half an hour later, the feminine and handsome man showed up as promised.
He was wearing a pair of black casual trousers and a white shirt. He was thin, tall, and had a smile on his face.
This was the second time Chi Huan saw this man since he kidnapped her last time. Compared with the hazy light of the setting sun, he was now standing under the bright white light of the brightly lit living room.
Dressed in one black and one white, there is a sense of extreme cleanliness, but also an eerie temperament.
Half demon, half handsome, careless.
He really dared to come and do it alone.
Chi Huan found that she could not guess the slightest bit of this man's thoughts.
Xia Tangtang was in a panic. Even if she tried her best to suppress it, the more she suppressed it, the more obvious it became. Only then did Chi Huan discover from the panic that leaked out that her original gentleness was just a kind of soft calmness.
As soon as the man entered the door, she stood up impatiently, walked quickly toward him regardless of the occasion, and grabbed his arm, "Where's Little Mango?"
Jin Sihan stared hard, his cold eyes falling on the red and swollen half of her face. He touched it with his slender, calloused fingers, smiled, and whispered softly, "Who... slapped you like this?"
Xia Tangtang just asked repeatedly, "Where's the little mango?"
He looked down at her and smiled slightly, "Tangtang, I have a question for you."
"I… "
He raised her face and glanced at the faint finger marks, "The fingers and the strength look like they were hit by a man..."
Jin Sihan's eyes fell on Mo Shiqian, glanced at his appearance, and glanced at his movements of playing with Chi Huan's fingers. His eyes finally fell on Mr. Xia, and his thin lips raised in a certain arc. .
He retracted his hand and smiled slowly, "What did you do again to make Uncle Xia so angry?"
Xia Tangtang looked at him, his face looking particularly bloodless under his long black hair.
She was scared, it was written in her eyes.
Jin Sihan looked at this fear with his smiling eyes, and then his smile deepened until Mo Shiqian said lightly, "Since Second Young Master Jin is here, come and sit."
He passed Xia Tangtang, walked over to a single sofa, and sat down.
Xia Tangtang followed closely behind him.
Chi Huan has never seen such a kidnapper.
Of course, she had never seen such a kidnapped family member.
To be able to be in the same room like this, talking face to face, without even a tense atmosphere.
Demi was the first to attack, with an unbearable anger on her face, "Jin Sihan, where did you do the little mango? What do you want?"
Jin Sihan's long legs were crossed casually, one hand was holding his eyebrows, and the other was spread out. A laugh came from his throat, slowly and methodically, "I also happen to want to know who lost it." The little girl with bleeding legs was in front of my door, crying and making noisy noises, which annoyed me all day."
He always had a smile on his face, no matter what he was talking about or not saying.
That smile was sometimes frivolous, sometimes evil, and sometimes gentle, but no matter which one it was, it couldn't dilute the sinister temperament in him.
Demi's eyebrows twitched and she said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about..."
But before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Mo Shiqian calmly. His tone did not change, and it was impossible to hear the ups and downs of his emotions. It was even unclear how he felt, "Since he picked it up, he was also very noisy. , Why don’t Second Young Master Jin bring us here together?”
Jin Sihan smiled softly, "What Mr. Mo said is interesting. Everyone who knows me, Jin Sihan, knows that I am not a good guy. It would be fine if I were someone else's child. But This child's mother stabbed a knife in my heart when she dumped me, and I haven't recovered yet. Her grandfather made a contribution to me for the five years I lost that I can't forget even if I don't want to ignore it... "
He paused briefly, his smile remained unchanged, his tone was relaxed, and his tone was slow and lazy, "Mr. Mo is a little innocent, but when I think of the woman I have been thinking about every minute and every second for the past five years, I have been with him all these years. I always feel like it’s not very pleasant when you sleep..."
Not to mention Xia Tangtang's face was ugly, and the hands at his sides were tightly clenched into fists.
Even Chi Huan couldn't help but look away and wanted to pull his hand back.
There are some things that no one mentions, as if they don’t exist.
But once you get stabbed hard, you can't help but think about it, and you can't help but mind it.
The man looked down at her and tightened his grip on her hand.
Chi Huan bit his lip and continued to exert more force.