Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 26 The Living Puppet

Mu Mian looked at him calmly, "Please care for him like a real father."

When Xi Zhenghan heard this, he wanted to sarcastically say a few more cold words to her, but when he turned his head to meet her serious gaze, he just frowned and left without saying anything.

When Xi Yuanqian came back, his face was still cold, he ignored the kapok sitting in the living room, threw his helmet on the sofa, and was about to go into the kitchen to get a beer, when someone behind him said, "Ah Qian, come here."

Xi Yuanqian stopped in his tracks all of a sudden.

Her attitude was rarely calm and calm, and even had a hint of coercion.

He turned to look at her, without moving.

Kapok glanced across the sofa opposite, "Sit."

Xi Yuanqian's eyebrows twitched slightly, it wasn't an invitation or a request, she was... ordering him?

"Shang Mumian, you..." Xi Yuanqian subconsciously protested, but when he met her dull but persistent gaze, he stopped talking.

Like a puppet that can only repeat mechanical movements, it is injected with vitality in an instant, and it has been alive ever since.

Surprisingly, he did not reject her.

After a pause of two seconds, he dawdled his steps, walked over slowly, and sat opposite her.

From the first time she chased his bicycle for seven streets in order to stop him from fighting, he knew that this woman would become his nemesis.

Kapok lowered her gaze, holding the cup in her hand, the water in the cup shook slightly twice.

"Aqian, you are no longer a child, have you ever thought about doing something serious?"

Xi Yuanqian squinted his eyes, and stared at her sharply. After a while, he took it back unhurriedly, "What kind of serious business is it? Looking for a formal job, wearing a suit and tie, and talking about ideals seems to be gone." That thing doesn't dare to come out to meet people..." He leaned forward, smiled evilly, and was indifferent everywhere, "Is this what you call serious business?"

Throwing back to the soft back of the sofa, he sneered, "Come on, I'd rather be decadent to death than pretend to be a clown in front of those sanctimonious bastards!"

Kapok frowned a little bit, and began to examine himself and him.

For so many years, she stayed by his side just to make him cynical?

For the first time, she began to identify with Xi Zhenghan.

Lowering her eyes, she said, "I hope you go to your father's company."

Kapok spoke word for word, with a firm tone that cannot be questioned.Xi Yuanqian raised his brows, and there was a trace of sullenness in his not unexpected gaze.

He sneered, crossing his long legs, "Sure enough, he looked for you."

Knowing her is instinctive.

Kapok didn't deny it, "I think you should listen to your father..."

He stood up abruptly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, held his head up, and suppressed his anger, "Don't talk to me about this person anymore! I have nothing to do with him! Don't treat me like a damn elder Pointing fingers! Shang Kamian, you are too young to be my mother!"

He turned and went upstairs, footsteps full of resentment.

"Mr. Xi once suggested that he should send me to study abroad."

He was startled suddenly.

Behind him, Kapok said slowly, "I think I should accept it."

Time stood still, and there was no sound from each other.

Kapok didn't speak, but the hand holding the cup was tightening.

For a long time, after a century, the footsteps continued.

"Tomorrow, I will go to his company."

The door was slammed shut again, and the whole house trembled.

He agreed, but there was no joy on Kapok's face.

The afternoon was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but her eyes became sad...

Upstairs, a lonely man stood against the door panel, with his head drooping and his shoulders drooping weakly.

Like, a puppet whose vitality has been drained again.

(End of this chapter)