The first businesswoman of the poor family

Chapter 565 I Don’t Want To Play The Mother-Child Love Game

Xia Zhengxiong's seemingly soothing words did not calm down Xia Qingsong's mood.

He kept his attention on Xia Zhengxiong's face.

He wanted to see from Xia Zhengxiong's face what Xia Zhengxiong meant.

Unfortunately, Xia Qingsong didn't see any meaning from Xia Zhengxiong's face.

He could only silently withdraw all his attention, and the trembling on the tip of his heart was telling himself the answer.

Xia Qingsong didn't know this!

He could only silently restrain his dissatisfaction, showing a gentle and weak look, with a wry smile.

This attitude, indeed, made Xia Zhengxiong feel more sympathy for his son.

Put his hand on Xia Qingsong's shoulder for a while.

"Qingsong! Believe in Dad!" Xia Zhengxiong also felt uncomfortable, both of them were sons.

One is cultivated by oneself for a long time.

One is the one I have been looking forward to for a long time, and the baby room has already been arranged.

Unexpectedly, this kind of thing will happen.

Xia Qingsong looked at the back of his father going upstairs, feeling a little lonely, but his heart was filled with hatred.

Cold hatred...

His father didn't take him seriously.

At that moment, it was not about myself, but hesitating...

Hesitated……

An illegitimate child, compared to himself, he is not as good as that illegitimate child. This cognition made Xia Qingsong a little black.

Xia Qingsong's heart was pounding coldly, he stared at that place sullenly, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Father is unreliable, so, he can only come in person.

Wu Linghui didn't know about the conversation between Xia Qingsong and Xia Zhengxiong and the others, and it was impossible for him to know!

Wu Linghui, who just came back from outside, supported her waist with one hand, with a very bright smile on her face.

It seems that he thought of something funny, or encountered something happy, and smiled very brightly.

Looking at Wu Linghui's appearance, Xia Qingsong had a deep coldness in his eyes, staring at Wu Linghui's stomach, motionless.

Maybe he noticed Xia Qingsong's attitude when he saw Xia Qingsong staring at him.

Wu Linghui had the illusion that Xia Qingsong seemed to be staring at her child all the time.

Covering his stomach with his hands, he looked at Xia Qingsong with some vigilance.

At this time, Xia Zhengxiong didn't care, and Wu Linghui didn't have the intention to play some mother-child love games with Xia Qingsong.

The expression on his face was very arrogant, he pretended not to see Xia Qingsong, and walked inside.

Seeing Wu Linghui's attitude, Xia Qingsong became more certain of his thoughts.

"Auntie! Where are you going back? Shopping?" Xia Qingsong said suddenly, which startled Wu Linghui a little.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qingsong would suddenly speak to himself, looked over his eyes, and blinked several times!

"Hehe, yes! Where's Qingsong? Didn't you go out at home?" He smiled, and handed the bag in his hand to the servant.

She sat opposite Xia Qingsong, her happy smile seemed to be showing her pride in Xia Qingsong.

Some condescending tone, caressing his stomach, mother is more expensive than child, that's what he said!

"Auntie's baby, how old is it?" She smiled and asked meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)