Chapter 1887 narcissistic inheritance

This time, I'm totally in the hands of this little guy. He doesn't give any guarantee easily. But, if I can't do it, I'm afraid My son must be disgusted with him.

"Yuchen......" Just when jimucheng decided to stretch out his hand and pull the hook with his son, he suddenly heard a stern voice from Xia Xinnian.

Xia Yuchen seems to have been arrested for making a mistake. She quickly puts her little finger down on her face. Then she turns her face around and looks at Xia Xinnian with a smile: "Mommy, you are back!"

Xia Xinnian squints her beautiful eyes and stares at her son. Then she turns to jimucheng and says, "this little thing is very smart. Don't be fooled by him easily."

"Mommy..." Being promoted by his mother on the spot, the little guy looks depressed, and Wei qubaba looks at her.

Xia Xinnian chuckled: "I said, don't calculate others, you little head give me a little bit of cleverness!"

A sentence of others, like a needle, deeply pierced into jimucheng's heart, and his handsome face turned white.

Xia Yuchen had to be obedient and silent. Sure enough, mummy knows him best.

"Isn't it a good thing that the son is clever?

I must have inherited my genes! "

Men are not aware of what's wrong with this. Instead, they pick up their eyebrows with complacency.

Xia Xinnian laughed coolly in his heart, but did not answer his words.

The little guy immediately rushed into daddy's arms as if he had found an organization, and smiled happily: "or Daddy knows me best, Mommy, too smart is not my fault, it's daddy's fault, who let me inherit his genes?"

Xia Xinnian looks at these two narcissistic fathers and sons who are all the same. He just wants to touch his forehead.

Well, she has to believe that narcissism can also be inherited.

Seeing Xia Xinnian's expression of disgust and indifference, jimucheng suddenly gets annoyed again. Why does the head of Jijia group look like an inviting dog in front of this woman? What's more, it seems that people don't treat him as one thing.

The delicious dishes have been served. They are full of color, fragrance and taste. They are appetizing.

"Mommy, I ordered your favorite steamed fish!"

The little guy immediately said with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern!"

Although Xia Xinnian just educated him a few words, he was born by himself after all. He likes to dislike and dislike again.

The man's quiet eyes squinted again. This little guy always thinks about his mommy.

"Son, do you know what daddy likes to eat?"

Jimucheng is immediately looking for a sense of existence again.

"Does daddy like chicken?"

The little guy just saw daddy's fingers pause for a long time in a chicken, so he asked.

The atmosphere suddenly froze. Xia Xinnian was eating fish with chopsticks. After listening to his son, he couldn't help laughing.

Of course, jimucheng knows what she is laughing at. This woman wants to be crooked.

"No, daddy likes vegetables!"

At the moment, jimucheng can only accompany his son's nonsense.

"Oh, daddy likes vegetarians!"

The little guy nodded at once.

Jimucheng laughs: "eat vegetarianism, nourishment and health, you also need to eat more!"

"OK, daddy, I like to eat vegetables, too. It seems that we do!"

The little guy laughed happily, but his teeth were missing.

Xia Xinnian still can't come out of the stem where he just ate chicken. Every time he thinks about it, he can't help laughing.

"Mommy, what are you laughing at?

Is there anything happy? "

The little guy asked with a big blink.

Jimucheng, with a cold and handsome face, said softly, "your mommy may be suffering from a disease that doesn't laugh and hurts!"

Xia Xinnian immediately looked up at him and sneered back: "yes, not like some people, like eating chicken!"

"You..." Jimucheng's big palm has been clenched into a fist. Is this woman going to take this stem out and remember it for a lifetime?

Xia Xinnian looks at him without fear and continues to eat her fish.

The little guy blinked and asked, "Mommy, what's the problem with daddy's love for chicken?"

"Son, correct it. Dad likes chicken, not chicken!"

Jimucheng is going to be killed by this little guy.

Xia Xinnian chuckled again, forgiving her, and couldn't help it.

"Oh, chicken is not a chicken!"

The little guy still didn't respond.

Jimucheng can only reach out and touch his forehead. Well, education is a big event, which needs patience and energy.

This meal, on the whole, was quite enjoyable. When Xia Xinnian was full, he kept bringing his son his favorite dishes.

"Mommy, you can also give daddy a piece of meat. He always eats vegetables and will be malnourished."

Said the little one at once.

Ji Mucheng's quiet eyes are happy. Is the son concerned about himself?

Well, there's progress.

Xia Xinnian didn't refuse. He put a piece of fat meat in the bowl of jimucheng: "my son wants you to eat more!"

Jimucheng: "..." This woman is absolutely disgusted with skin itching. She dare to tease him with her son's care. It's very annoying.

In fact, Xia Xinnian has a suspicion of intention. He is waiting for him to throw away the meat, but unexpectedly, the man put it directly into his thin lip and ate it.

Next, it's her turn to drop her chin.

Why doesn't this man dislike?

After dinner, jimucheng went to check out. It wasn't too late to come out of the restaurant. It was just over eight.

"Yu Chen, come to daddy's office to play!"

At such a fine night, jimucheng really didn't want to go home so early. He wanted to take his son and this woman to see the scenery in his territory.

"OK, Mommy, let's go!"

The little guy immediately took her finger and said, "would you like to go together?"

I'm afraid Mommy wants to leave alone. The little guy is eager to take the lead.

Ji Mucheng's eyes stagnated for two seconds, as if waiting for the woman's reply.

"Good!"

Xia Xinnian, of course, accompanies her son. Anyway, she doesn't have any work to do at night. Where is her son, of course, she is not at ease.

Hearing that she was willing to go together, the man's heart felt a little relaxed.

The black car stopped at the gate of the building. At the moment, many people in the building just got off work. Jimucheng held his son, followed Xia Xinnian, and walked lazily towards his exclusive direct elevator.

Along the way, many people came to say hello to him. They were surprised to see that he was holding a little boy in his arms. After a closer look, the little boy still had several shadows of him, which was even worse.

What's the matter?

Whose is this child?

Why can you be held in your arms by the general manager and indulge in your gentle face?

Xia Xinnian lowered his head and followed without saying a word, but the eyes from four weeks still made her a little panic.

Although she has never deliberately concealed her son's existence, almost all people who have dealt with her know that she has a son. At that time, she was also introduced to others in a big way to know why, at this moment, she had a sense of panic?