Chapter 870

Golf course, the early winter sun is very comfortable.

The fun of rich people can't imagine at all. The golf course is very big and there are special people driving with it.

After arriving at the designated stadium, one old and one young ran to contact new things, they were always full of enthusiasm.

Xu Huanxi is drawing her design. Recently, the studio is not easy to do. She needs to earn some extra money to subsidize her family.

Clownsxsu's ins should be well updated.

I hope that this time after the screening of listed packaging, we can still sell at a good price. Like her online designer in INS, many big brands will pay high prices for her design drawings in INS.

Maybe it's because of her keen sense of fashion. The new models she designs every year always follow the trend of that year.

She drew a design draft on one side. The old and the young ran around the vast golf course, running farther and farther, only to see two small spots.

Xu Huanxi shook his head helplessly. He didn't know where they had so much energy. As an adult, she feels inferior to herself. She can't even compare with children and old people. I'm really sorry for you.

She is painting seriously. Maybe she is outside. Her brain is so flexible that all kinds of inspirations come out one after another. She gradually becomes absorbed and forgets her surroundings.

The sun is warm, neither dazzling nor scorching.

"Beautiful aunt." It sounds very familiar.

Xu Huanxi raised his head and saw that Xichen's meat ball ran towards her. He stretched out his fleshy hand and seemed to want her to hold it.

Out of motherhood, she almost instinctively could not resist such a lovely child, even if the child was Qin Qiao's.

She hugged the child who fell into her arms and said in English: "heathen, I'm home at the weekend. Do you want to play golf? Is it mummy qinqiao who left you here again? "

Hichen hugged her and didn't let go: "I came with my father."

Daddy?

Well, does heathen have a dad?

Oh, yes, there are! The poor man who was wearing dozens of green hats by qinqiao.

She looked up and looked around. "Where's daddy? Beautiful aunt, have a look... "

"Lady, are you looking for me?" Jiasheng's Chinese came from behind. The man's voice was deep and hoarse, and the strong Cologne surrounded her.

Xu Huanxi was startled. When he looked back, there was a man squatting behind him. In his hand was the picture album she had just dropped on the ground.

She knew at a glance that this man must be heathen's father, with a hooked nose, green eyes and curly golden hair. Because she was an artist, she kept it shoulder to shoulder, dressed in low-key luxury, and had a noble atmosphere.

Such a handsome man, how can Qin Qiao get off the rails?

I don't understand.

Xu Huanxi showed a friendly smile, probably because the sun is too warm, her voice is very soft: "Hello, you are hichen's father, you look very similar. I remember Your name seems to be wells, right? "

Wells help Xu Huanxi to pick up the picture album action pause, green eyes are confused: "you, know me?"

Xu Huanxi It's over, it's over, it's over. Of course, she doesn't know wells. The problem is that Chu Rushi checked Qin Qiao and brought her husband, wells, by the way. She sacrificed her hue and got information from Chu Rushi, so she I have read the information of wells and remember the name of this poor man!