After dinner, Xia Xinnian left time for her father and son. She went upstairs with her computer and some information.
The housekeeper sent her travel to a guest room, which is where Xia Xinnian will live in the future.
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Xia Xinnian's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled. There were many rooms here, so why were they arranged next door to this man
Is it intentional
Xia Xinnian sighed, forget it, she didn't care about this matter, anyway, the man promised not to do anything to her.
Xia Xinnian was sitting on the sofa, holding a paintbrush and drawing non-stop. Next to her were several scraps she had discarded.
She didn't know why, but she had no inspiration here. Maybe she was mentally restrained and her brain was dull.
Finally, Xia Xinnian put down her pen and walked out of the room.
When she got out of the living room, she heard the sound of a piano playing a song she was familiar with. She used to love playing that song.
For a moment, my heart surged, and I felt sad when I thought about the days when I grew up in Xia's family.
Without the frame-up five years ago, grandpa would not have treated her like that. Grandpa had always been pretty good to her. Xia Shuran had ruined all of this.
Thinking of her eight or nine-year-old self sitting in front of the piano and playing this piece of music, at that time, her grandfather would sit behind her and close his eyes to listen. This seemed to have become the way the grandfather and grandson got along with each other for a long time. .
Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and Xia Xinnian suddenly came back to her senses. She found herself in tears and immediately turned around and walked out of the living room.
The father and son who came out holding hands had smiles on their faces.
"Daddy, let me go see mommy!" The little guy suddenly missed his mommy.
A servant aunt next to her pointed to the door: "Miss Xia went out just now!"
Jimucheng was slightly startled: "What is she going out for?"
"I don't know, I seem to be crying!"
"Daddy, isn't Mommy not used to living here? Why is she crying?" The little guy's beautiful face was full of worry.
Ji Mucheng didn't expect that this woman would have so many roles. Would he really wrong her that much by living here
"Yu Chen, you wait here, I'll go out to find your mommy!" Jimucheng must ask clearly, why is it worth her crying
Xia Xinnian's eyes only became wet when she suddenly heard a familiar tune and thought about the people she would never see again. She felt uncomfortable in her heart.
She walked alone along the garden path under the street lamp.
The surroundings were quiet, and her mood gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps behind her and couldn't help but look back. She saw a tall and elegant body striding towards her in the dim light.
Xia Xinnian's expression changed with fright, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had not yet dried up in the corners of her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" The man's voice came over coldly, questioning.
Xia Xinnian sniffed and immediately said quietly: "Who said I cried!"
Jimucheng had long legs and was standing in front of her in the blink of an eye. Using the light of the street lamp, he saw the moist look at the corners of her eyes and spoke harshly.
"Have I treated you badly? Or are you just unaccustomed to living here and love to cry?" Ji Muchengzhi was a little angry because he heard his son's worries. If this woman continues to cry, it will affect her son's destiny here. feel.
He would never allow that to happen.
Xia Xinnian was in a bad mood. She suddenly heard him asking this question, and she also had a temper: "It's none of your business. I can cry if I want to. Do you still care about me?"
"Of course I don't care about you, but don't let your son know you're crying." Jimucheng lowered his voice and warned: "You'd better consider your son's feelings."
"How could he know?" Xia Xinnian frowned and whispered.
Jimucheng saw her lowering her head. Her thick long eyelashes stained with tears shone with tears in the light and shadow, like butterfly wings flapping lightly. It was so charming.
Jimucheng didn't seem to have stared at her face carefully, but at this moment, he could calm down and appreciate her beauty.
Xia Xinnian's facial features are small and delicate, with soft lines, and her skin is white and tender, with a rosy look like a girl's.
Jimucheng was used to seeing women with heavy makeup, but this plain little woman in front of him gave him a special feeling, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, blooming in the morning after the rain.
Xia Xinnian bit her lip secretly, raised her eyes, and met the man's wanton gaze. She froze.
When Jimucheng was caught by her, his eyes did not dodge, and he remained calm and calm.
"My son is like you in one way!" Jimucheng said in a calm voice, resolving his embarrassment.
Xia Xinnian turned her back sharply, not wanting him to look at her so wildly.
"Of course he looks like me!" Xia Xinnian said angrily.
"The skin looks like yours, very fair!" Jimucheng said with a hint of teasing.
Xia Xinnian instantly glared and turned to glare at him, feeling that this man was teasing her.
"Except for his skin, he looks like me!" Jimucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, very proudly.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Xia Xinnian was even more annoyed, thinking that the son she had worked so hard to give birth to and raise did not inherit her appearance. This was already a very distressing thing. Now, this man has to use this kind of behavior. It was too much to say it in a proud tone.
"Why are you crying?" Jimucheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender and tender wrist forcefully: "I won't let you go until you give me a reason!"
"Let me go!" Xia Xinnian didn't expect that this man would actually touch her. If he promised, would he be eaten by a dog
"Is it because you heard the song I just played?" The man's voice suddenly dropped and he spoke clearly.
Xia Xinnian's mind went blank and she turned back to look at him.
"Does this piece of music have any special meaning to you?" Jimucheng knew he was right when he saw the look in her eyes.
"Why should I tell you?" Xia Xinnian's face turned pale with anger.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have guessed it. Does it remind you of He Jiaxuan? Are you sad?"
"Inexplicable!" When Xia Xinnian heard the name that disgusted her, her face instantly turned ugly. She shook his big hand away and ran forward quickly.
She was so excited. Could it be that she guessed it right again
"He Jiaxuan!" The man gritted his teeth and muttered the name silently, and his mood suddenly became irritable.
Is this woman remembering that man? She cried, not because of him, Jimucheng, but because of that bastard
Thinking of this reason, the man's face became more and more gloomy and ugly.
Jimucheng smoked a cigarette at the door and calmed down a little before going upstairs.
Xia Xinnian had already bathed her son, and took out a set of pajamas from the box for him to put on. As soon as he put his little arms and legs on the bed, they were like wild horses running wild, jumping and rolling on the bed, and humming. Playing a little tune, I feel so happy.