C18

As the days passed, Ye Jin's fear of the dark hadn't changed, so President Huo was able to sleep with the children in the form of a giant light bulb.

But when did it begin? When the child was having a nightmare, he suddenly felt the difference when he habitually put his arm around the child's shoulders and held him in his arms.

That slightly thin shoulder and slender figure was no longer something a child should have.

Time can change a person from beginning to end, especially a girl.

Early in the morning, the nanny got up and cleaned the room as usual. When she saw Ye Jinxin who was still sleeping on the bed, her eyes quickly hid from view. Everyone knew this.

Outsiders might not know, but everyone in the Huo Family knew that the child who called Huo Tindong's father was surnamed Ye and looked like a flower bud that had just bloomed. She was not Huo Tindong's biological daughter.

When he saw Ye Jinxin's ambiguous gaze, Huo Tindong, who was sitting at the desk, flew into a rage.

He threw the documents in his hand onto the ground and growled at the nanny who was cleaning the room, "What are you looking at?" "She's my daughter!"

Nanny was trembling in fear. She looked away as she lowered her head and focused on cleaning the place.

However, Huo Qingtong was unable to calm down.

He kept looking at the child and didn't feel that she had changed much. However, he soon realized that the child was already old. If he remembered correctly, Ye Jinxin was now 18 years old.

Eighteen years old. Not to mention a girl, even a boy shouldn't sleep in the same room as his father.

Moreover, he was a father who was not related to her by blood, so it was easy to misunderstand.

The more he thought about it, the more bored he became.

The early sunlight flooded into the room, and the light entered his eyes. His heart seemed to calm down a little.

Maybe it was because he had been sleeping for the whole night and was not used to the light, Ye Jin's heart trembled a few times before he woke up. He scratched his head with a hazy expression and stood up to pick up the exquisite little alarm clock beside him, the girl instantly cried out in alarm. Her slightly narrowed eyes widened as she rushed out of the bed and rushed into the bathroom, crying out, "Dad, why didn't you call me? I remember that I set the alarm clock! "

After more than ten years of experience, the child had thoroughly mastered the term 'father'.

Through the frosted glass, Huo Tindong watched Ye Jinxin's back as she brushed her teeth on the sink. She was slender and slender, and her figure was tall and straight. If she was still treated like a child, it would be too far-fetched.

Ye Jinxin had not even wiped off the toothpaste on her body before she opened the door and crossed her waist as she complained to Huo Tindong, "Did I tell you that this morning was our most terrifying geography teacher's lesson? I clearly told you that you wanted to wake me up earlier."

Huo Tindong adjusted his collar. Sure enough, she had grown up.

"After brushing your teeth and changing your clothes, come out and talk to me."

Ye Jinxin frowned. Because she still had toothpaste in her mouth, she vaguely asked, "What are you talking about?" I still have to go to class. "

"I won't be going to class today."

"Huh?"

Ye Jinxin came out fully dressed.

He was waiting for her in the study, and when he saw her in the white dress, he frowned.

Ye Jinxin curled her lips and pulled over a chair beside the desk to sit down, "Dad, how old am I? The pair of overalls you asked Auntie Liu to buy for me had a wedding lamb painted on it."

"That was your favorite cartoon in the past."

Ye Jin couldn't help but laugh, "That was my favorite scene when I was six years old. Dad, your memory is too good."

Huo Tindong's slender fingers knocked on the table a few times before he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You've grown up."

Ye Jinxin nodded with him. She picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, "That's right. I'm already in my third year."

Huo Tinton withdrew his finger, placing his hands on his chest. "Since you've grown up, you'll have to change some things."

Ye Jin was stunned and a bad premonition arose in his heart. He laughed dryly and said, "Change what?" I think it's pretty good right now, so there's no need … "

"Tomorrow night, I'll move downstairs to sleep." Huo Tinton interrupted him.

"I don't want to!" The girl suddenly looked up, her eyes full of rejection and grievance, "I already said, I'm afraid of the dark."

"You can keep the light on in the room."

"That's a waste."

"I'm not afraid of you wasting your time."

Ye Jinxin suddenly stood up and frowned, "What do you mean?" Did I disturb you? "

"Excuse me."

"Okay, if you want me to move out, you have to arrange for someone else to sleep with me."

"But …" Ye Jin held his breath, unable to speak. Tears welled up in his eyes.

When the man saw that she was on the verge of tears, he immediately became irritated. He loosened his tie, raised his hand, and pointed to the door. "I've already told you. You can leave now."

"Dad …" Ye Jin shouted weakly, hoping that he would change his mind.

"Get out."

With that, he stopped looking at her, lowered his head, and carefully wrote down the documents that were passed to him by the company.

Ye Jinxin looked at his cold and unyielding face, feeling both wronged and sad at the same time.

He clearly knew that he couldn't sleep alone, but he was still so heartless. He wasn't thinking for his own sake at all!

The more she thought about it, the more she hated him. This man was truly heartless! He really wasn't his biological son!

The girl raised her hand to wipe away her tears and said stubbornly, "Who wants to sleep in the same room as you?"

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Outside the door, Huo Tinton lowered his head and said, "This afternoon, when I returned from the company, I was hoping to see the master bedroom. Your things are all gone."

Ye Jinxin suddenly turned her head and looked at the man who didn't even raise his head with red eyes. She pointed at him and shouted, "You with the surname Huo, you're ruthless!"

Then, with an unusually loud snap, the door closed.

At the sound of the door closing, the pen on which he had written his papers stopped, slapped it down on the paper, and rubbed his brow a little wearily.

Raising a girl was a real pain in the ass.