Looking at the analysis in the email, Xia An frowned slightly.
To be honest, although this set of skin care products was created by her, the real maker was her genius son.
And the genius made this set of skin care products easily.
He was still upgrading it.
Come on, her son couldnt be so powerful!
She would have taken out the space water and given it to scientists to research, but it was too dangerous.
After much deliberation, Xia An decided not to think about it. Anyway, now her product C.H had already made a little fame, and she could make money in the future.
What high-end market, low-end market, she didnt care.
After thinking about this, Xia An was happy and laid on the big bed. She just wanted to return to the United States to her house.
It had been three days since she left the United States to attend Fashion Week in Paris. She and her son had never been separated for such a long time.
It was sad to be separated from her beloved son for such a long time, She was really a little not used to it!
I dont know what Xiaoxing is doing, she whispered softly. Xia An was thinking about calling her son. Just then her cell phone rang.
It should be Xiao Xing! Xia An muttered, rolled over, reached out, and picked up the phone from the stand.
She didnt check the number and answered the phone directly.
From the phone, she heard a man who she thought would not have any contact with her.
Hey
Hey, Xia An, its me
Xia Ans brows frowned hearing his voice from the phone, Fu Xian?
Had it not been for Xia Ans ability to remember, she could never recall who this man was.
Xia Ans tone wasnt too uncertain. The man on the opposite side was obviously a bit lost.
He said quietly,Well, Xia An, its me. You still remember me, its nice
Stop! Dont sound so sour. I want to ask you, how did you know my phone number?
The reason why she just answered the phone without looking at the number just now was because no one knew this phone number except those close to her.
It was a private phone number.
Xia An on the other side of the phone didnt even frown, and her expression remained bland.
It was as if Fu Xian was talking about something that had nothing to do with her and was indifferent.
Wait! Xia An, Im not really lying to you, I really doubt it, because my daughter
Seeing Xia Ans reaction was so dull, Fu Xian felt that she must have misunderstood him, and must not have taken the matter seriously.
So Fu Xian desperately wanted to explain to her.
It was just that the only answer to him was
BeepToot
The phone was hung up.
Damn it!
In China, Fu Xian threw his phone to the ground in anger.
In Paris, Xia An, threw the phone onto the bed in a very elegant manner.
Xia An Xia Xingchen may not be your son
Although Fu Xians words did not have any substantial impact on Xia An, she also recorded it in her mind.
When she was lying on the bed, her mind recalled the word Fu Xian had said to her.
Hehe Xiaoxing is not my son? Xia An murmured softly in the bed with a mocking smile appearing on her lips.
He was not her biological son.
I not really .
So, if Xia Xingchen was Xia Ans son or not, did it matter?
It had nothing to do with her!
Whether it was true or not, it had no effect on her.
Anyway, she regarded Xia Xingchen as her son, and so he was her son!
Thinking about this, Xia An even put Fu Xians words behind her back.
Lying on the bed for a while, Xia An had ordered something to eat, but her phone rang again.
Because of Fu Xian, Xia An took a serious look at the phone number this time.
After seeing the name on the mobile phone screen, she answered the call in a happy mood.