Chapter 95 Stop Calling Dad

The matter was satisfactorily resolved. Ou Jiaman was in a good mood. Under the reporter's camera, she walked into the company with a smile, a happy face and Qing Yuxuan. Looking at the back of the two men leaving, Zou Zhener's slightly drooping eyes were deep, with a thick cruel rage. "Mom, you hold it too hard and it hurts a little." Little Mia, mixed with an uncomfortable milk sound, rang in Zou Zhener's ear and pulled back her thoughts. Looking at his little Mia with big eyes open in his arms, Zou Zhener's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. How nice would it be if this child belonged to Yuxuan? Do you need to face such ugliness? "Why are you not his child?" Zou Zhener's hands were tight, and Little Mia frowned because of pain. "Miss Zou, you hurt the child." A reporter who was close to the mother and daughter quickly warned when he saw Xiao Mia's face in pain. The reporter's voice rang in his ear, which made Zou Zhener lose his mind and showed a touch of embarrassment on his face. In order to erect her image as a loving mother in front of these reporters, she quickly kissed her daughter on the cheek. "I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault. My mother is too hard." Little Mia hooked Zou Zhener's neck. "Little Mia doesn't blame his mother, who is the best mother in the world." All the reporters present clearly photographed the intimate pictures of mother and daughter. Ten minutes later, all the reporters left. Their departure made Zou Zhener breathe a sigh of relief. Zhou Liheng, who had a sinister face and wanted to tear Zou Zhener up alive, walked to the front of their mother and daughter after the reporters left. Little Mia, who was held in his arms by Zou Zhener, was a little scared after he approached, and his eyes were filled with uneasiness. Zhou Liheng has no psychological fear of meeting Xiao Mia, and has a satisfied smile on his face. "The play is good, and there should be a script handed over." Zou Zhener nodded, with a feeling of relief. "You are too impulsive. Fortunately, I temporarily changed my decision and adopted the second plan. Now I have erected the image of a good mother and the best ex-girlfriend in front of these reporters. Next, my comeback road should be smoother, but..." Zou Zhener still frowned and looked at the little Mia in her arms. Her brow was a bit more disgusted. "Don't worry, I will arrange someone to take care of the children. When necessary, the children are your biggest bargaining chip." Zhou Liheng said. "I know, go back first, let's go back and talk about anything." Zou Zhener scanned around cautiously for fear that there would be reporters in the dark. ... And Qing Yuxuan returned to the office of District Jiaman, the first time to turn on the computer on his desk, thunderbolt bang a few times, the company door surveillance video, then clearly presented on the screen, and even Zou Zhener and Zhou Liheng's voice at the same time. Sure enough, as I guessed, this woman was acting. "Are you sure the woman you loved has been developing in the modeling industry and has never studied in drama?" Qu Jiaman said half jokingly and half jokingly. Qu Jiaman glanced at the screen. "Maybe she has talent." An understatement made Qu Jiaman shrug his shoulders. "She is not a talent, this is a calculation, take you as a stepping stone on her way back, Qing Yuxuan, should I congratulate you, or pity you? I was so used by a woman I once loved." Capturing the sympathy in Ou Jiaman's eyes, Qing Yuxuan was inexplicably upset. He went directly to Ou Jiaman's front and gently clasped his hands on the chair, trapping her between himself and the chair. "Do what? This is an office, and someone will come in at any time." As Qing Yuxuan's handsome and handsome face is getting closer and closer to himself, Ou Jiaman has an impulse to beat faster. "She and I are over." Qing Yuxuan's low voice, slowly sounded, just like a wisp of clear spring, dripping in Ou Jiaman's ear, in the bottom of her heart, stirred up layers of waves. "So what? It can't be changed. In the next time, she may find every opportunity to contact you." Qu Jiaman raised his arrogant delicate chin and said with a face of disdain. Qing Yuxuan's slender index finger, tapping her delicate and charming red lips like fire, and her attractive luster lips made him a little... intoxicated. "You have the ability to get rid of her at any time, don't you?" Qing Yuxuan's understatement made Qu Jiaman very unhappy, and his red lips rose directly: "It seems that in the eyes of Qing Da Shao, I am just a tool for you to send other women. Don't worry, I will strictly abide by our agreement and ensure that there will be no woman near you except me." With this sentence, Ou Jiaman pushed Qing Yuxuan away and went straight back to his desk. Looking at Qu Jiaman, whose small mouth was pursed high and obviously unhappy, Qing Yuxuan's handsome face showed a knowing smile. "Don't worry, Zou Zhener won't be a threat to us." Qing Yuxuan promised. Such a promise made Qu Jiaman's anger disappear gradually, but her charming cheeks did not change at all and remained cold. "I will not let anyone threaten the peaceful life of myself and my two children." Qu Jiaman said stubbornly. Qing Yuxuan's eyes were a few minutes dark, but he didn't say anything. At six o'clock in the evening, the two returned to the villa on time, but what Ou Jiaman did not expect was that little Mia, who had been calling Qing Yuxuan's father, was also there and had a very good time with the two children. "What's going on?" Qing Yuxuan's eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, and his voice was cold and asked the servants around him. "Dad..." The servant was about to speak when the two little girls ran to him and both hugged his thighs. Seeing Qing Yuxuan, who was held by two children and couldn't leave, Ou Jiaman had an inexplicable impulse to laugh. However, she hurried to her son's side: "What happened? Why is that little girl here?" Small catalpa morning sighed. "It was her mother who left her at the door. My sister and I came back from school and saw that she had been crying, so... so I brought her in, but when her mother left, she said that she would come and pick her up later." Xiaozichen said. "Don't call me father, call me uncle." In the ears of mother and son, Qing Yuxuan's voice sounded. Perhaps his voice was too loud. Mia, who was already timid, suddenly burst into tears. Looking at the little Mia with a crying nose and tears, Qing Yuxuan felt a little big. "Call Zou Zhener and ask her to come and pick up the child immediately." Qing Yuxuan coldly commanded the servants around him.