Chapter 50 You, I'll take it

Ou Zichen turned off the computer, but there was a trace of unhappiness on her handsome little face. Qu Jiaman, who took care of her daughter's nap, was surprised to see her son's obviously pursed mouth. The worst thing about this smelly boy at ordinary times is to manage his expression and not let anyone see his mood. What happened today? Which great god angered him and made him forget the management of expression? I really hope to meet this great god who made his son's expression out of control. "Mom, you are gloating." Ou Zichen was dissatisfied, especially when he saw the smile on his mother's face, his little eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together. Qu Jiaman quickly put away his smile and sat beside his son. "Who angered our baby?" District Zichen cold hum, fundus has obvious unconvinced. "The biological father." Qing Yuxuan? Qu Jiaman had some accidents. "He not only cracked the program I set up, but also installed a tracking system in my email. If I found it one second earlier, it could be stopped, but..." "But he now knows our hotel according to this tracking program?" Qu Jiaman's tone suddenly became a little dignified. Ou Zichen nodded: "If I hadn't guessed wrong, he would have been on his way now, Mom, we have only been separated for two hours and will meet again." Qu Jiaman's beautiful eyebrows are tightly wrinkled together. "I don't want to meet him very much now. Pack up quickly and we will change to other hotels immediately." Ou Jiaman's tone was a little hurried and he ordered his baby son. It's just that the mother and son haven't started to act yet, and the doorbell has already rang. District Zichen spread his hands, and his handsome little face was full of innocence. "It's late, he has arrived." Damn it, Qu Jiaman let out a low spell. "Smelly boy, you really like to make trouble for me. It doesn't count to take the initiative to come to the door again and again. This time, you actually brought the devil. You are really my nemesis." Ou Jiaman pretended to be angry and looked at his son. Xiao Zichen vomited his tongue mischievously: "I thought he was a useless biological father. Who thought he had such high attainments in computers?" It's useless to see it? Hearing his son's evaluation of Qing Yuxuan, Ou Jiaman sighed helplessly. If he is useless, how can he sit on the throne of the overlord of the shopping mall? A child is a child, and his vision is... Very short-sighted. "Mom, you seem to have forgotten that I am just a child, and it is very good to have the present achievements." Capture the wipe of mother's fundus... contempt, Xiao Zichen hands akimbo, a face of displeasure. "Of course, my baby son is of course the best baby in the world. You are the best and the pride of your mother." Qu Jiaman's rainbow fart shot instantly and finally smiled at her son's handsome little face. She was also relieved. Joke, if you really annoy this little baby, will you have a peaceful life in the future? I can't afford to offend the little devil. Xiao Zichen pointed to the direction of the door: "If you don't open the door, you will wake your sister." Qu Jiaman, who had planned to ignore the doorbell, went to the door with a frown and opened the door after hearing his son's prompt. Although I waited outside for a long time, Qing Yuxuan's face did not have any displeasure, but with a shallow radian. "Qing Da Shao, shouldn't you be with your fiancee at this time? What are you doing here?" Ou Jiaman's tone is not good, and his attitude is also very MoMo. Qing Yuxuan's peach blossom eyes flashed slightly, and he saw Xiao Zichen sitting on the sofa and fiddling with the computer, showing a touch of pride on his face. "I'm here to find my son." Ou Jiaman snorted coldly and curled his red lips sarcastically: "Up to now, Xiao Zichen has not admitted the existence of your father. In his heart, you are at best a" biological "father." Qing Yuxuan nodded with a smile. "Even if he doesn't admit it, I am his father. This is a fact that he can never change. Woman, are you sure we want to talk here? I don't mind letting other guests see the" intimate "picture of the two of us." Qing Yuxuan leaned over and said ambiguously in Qu Jiaman's ear. "You..." The hot breath made Qu Jiaman uneasy. "Mom, let him in. Standing at the door can't solve things." Xiao Zichen's crisp voice rang in his ear. Qu Jiaman hesitated, and finally let Qing Yuxuan enter the room. Qing Yuxuan came directly to the front of Xiao Zi Chen. Father and son's eyes collided in the air. "You're really talented." Xiao Zichen was triumphant: "Mother's good education is all due to her mother." Sitting next to Ou Jiaman, he was almost moved to cry bitterly. Qing Yuxuan's Kuropupil has a profound sweep of Ou Jiaman. "She did educate you and your sister very well, but you seem to forget that you will not have a chance to be born if she is the only one." Qing Yuxuan said slowly. Xiao Zichen shrugged his shoulders, and his handsome little face had an indifferent smile. "Mr Qing, I have been born, so... the so-called hypothesis you just called does not exist, I only know, since I was sensible, there is only my mother around me, and you... have ever appeared? Even during the day today, you are still involved with other aunts, so your existence, for me, is dispensable and not important." These four words, dispensable, deeply stimulated Qing Yuxuan's heart, his heart across a touch of inexplicable bitterness. "I said, I will make up for it." Xiao Zi Chen shook his head, Look at him seriously, After a long time, I slowly spoke: "My sister and I have lost the time in recent years. There is no way to make up for it. If you really feel sorry for your mother and our brother and sister, please cut off your peach blossoms and don't let these rotten peach blossoms affect my mother's mood again and again." Without the slightest hesitation, Qing Yuxuan directly agreed to his son's request. Such a frank promise surprised Xiao Zichen. Seriously? Or... In a hypocritical act? Qing Yuxuan, with some firm peach blossom eyes, fell on Ou Jiaman's body, with a touch of hunter's interest on his lips. "You, I want it." Cough … Qu Jiaman is not interested in the "deal" between her son and Qing Yuxuan, and she also firmly believes that her son knows what he is doing and will not do anything special, but she did not expect Qing Yuxuan to target himself the next moment. In a few short words, she almost choked to death by saliva. "Crazy, crazy." District Jiaman denounced a way.