Failed Boss

Chapter 88 Xiao Xiao obediently wants to see her in-laws (2)
"Maybe it's because the company is too busy, your father didn't notice these details?" At this time, Xiao Kuaiguai could only choose to comfort the girl.

Murong Wan shook her head lightly, and said distressedly: "No, darling, you don't know, my father didn't care much about me and my younger brother since I was a child, and I even felt that I had never received father's love at all."

Xiao obediently patted hers with her little hand, "Don't say that, there is no father in the world who doesn't love his children, maybe Chairman Murong is not good at expressing his feelings."

Not long after, Xiao Guaiguai realized that his idea was a big mistake.

Murong Wan went on to say: "I also once doubted whether my father is a person who can't express his feelings, because he and his mother only respect each other as guests, and they don't show the slightest love for their mother."

Xiao Guaiguai's heart was tightened again because of her words, could it be that Murong Jing really doesn't love Mrs. Murong?
Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Murong Wan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, be good, I have a problem with myself, but I made you unhappy by saying it."

Xiao obediently smiled and gave her a white look: "Wan'er, what are you talking about? We are good friends, aren't we? This is how good friends should share happiness and share sorrows."

Murong Wan nodded lightly: "Yeah, it's nice to have friends. When I encountered these things before, I would only think wildly by myself."

Xiao obediently joked: "It turns out that the noble and beautiful goddess Murong Wan also has troubles!"

Then, the two girls looked at each other and smiled.

the other side.

Murong Jing brought Aqiusha to a small apartment. Although it was not as grand and resplendent as Baili's castle, it was very elegant and designed in a Mediterranean style.

Looking at this blue and white apartment, Aqiusha's eyes were filled with mist. She remembered that her mother liked the Mediterranean style design the most, but they had no money and couldn't afford such a beautiful house, so it was not until the day of her mother's death. For a moment, the wish never came true.

Murong Jing took out the prepared slippers, two pairs of one big and one small, both in sky blue, and put the slippers in front of the girl: "Sasha, put on the slippers."

Aqiusha couldn't hold back her tears any longer and shed tears, not only because the pair of slippers were her and her mother's favorite sky blue color, but also because it had been a long time since anyone called her Sasha so intimately.

Murong Jing raised his big hand, wiped away the tears from her small face, and hugged her into his arms, the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of self-blame and heartache: "Sasha, are you blaming Dad? I have been inquiring about your mother's whereabouts, and I didn't know that your mother passed away not long ago, until I met you on the street that day and saw your pure gold pocket watch, I didn't know that there is still a daughter like you in this world."

Aqiusha cried harder, and said with a sob: "Mom has been waiting for you to pick her up, but after waiting for more than ten years, I still haven't waited. After my mother passed away, I was sold to France by human traffickers. Fortunately, the young master rescued me. Take me in, give me a job as a gardener..."

So for Baili Hanchu, Aqiusha is very grateful, or in her mind, her young master is the prince who saved her from danger, and is an inviolable god.

Mentioning Baili Hanchu, Murong Jing's eyes flashed a coldness, Baili Hanchu, he clearly asked him to find A-Jiao's whereabouts, but he actually concealed his Aqiusha's existence.

Murong Jing changed into his slippers, led Aqiusha into the living room, sat down on the sky blue sofa, looked at the girl beside him, as if looking at a lost treasure: "Sasha, do you like this place?"

Aqiusha nodded.

Murong Jing smiled lightly: "This will be your home from now on. Although Mom is gone, Dad will take good care of you."

Aqiusha seemed a little unbelievable, and murmured: "Mr. Murong..."

Murong Jing looked at her earnestly: "Do you still want to call me Mr. Murong?"

Murong Jing was looking forward to it, looking forward to his and Gillian's child calling him father, this kind of expectation has far surpassed the time when Murong Wan and Murong Chong were babbling.

"Father..." Aqiusha said jerkyly.

Endless excitement and satisfaction welled up in his heart, Murong Jing hugged Aqiusha into his arms, and said tightly, "Sasha, Dad will never let you live a life of wandering and depending on others."

In the Mediterranean-style living room, the father and daughter embrace each other tightly, warm and harmonious.

It's just that the warmth didn't last long, and was broken by a burst of mobile phone ringing.

Murong Jing took out the phone from his pocket, looked at the number on the screen, frowned slightly, but still answered patiently——

"Yunhua, what's the matter?" Murong Jing's tone was very indifferent and alienated, as if the woman on the other end of the phone was not his first wife who bore children for him and shared the bed with him for 20 years.

Jiang Yunhua has long been used to her husband's indifference, but she still said very gently: "Jing, next week will be our [-]th wedding anniversary, Dad means let's have a party and have fun, what do you think? "

A trace of impatience and displeasure flashed in Murong Jing's eyes, "You can figure it out yourself."

Now Murong Jing had finally found the daughter of him and his beloved woman Gillian, and was immersed in the joy of reuniting father and daughter, so he didn't have the mind to care about the twentieth wedding anniversary.

"But... this is our anniversary, can't I handle it alone?" Jiang Yunhua hesitated.

"That's it, I have something else to do." Murong Jing said, then hung up the phone, obviously very annoyed.

Aqiusha, who has always been cautious, carefully looked at the man's expression, lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes concealed the strangeness in her agile eyes: "Father..."

Murong Jing's expression softened, and the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't hide the pity in his eyes: "Sasha, come on, Dad has something for you." Saying that, he took the girl's hand and got up, and walked towards a room next to the master bedroom. The room went.

In the sky blue room, there are all kinds of women's clothing, women's shoes, hats and other accessories, all of which are white and sky blue, just like the blue sky and white clouds.

Aqiusha was stunned immediately, her eyes filled with disbelief, "Father, these clothes..."

Murong Jing smiled: "These are prepared for you, do you like it?"

Aqiusha was so moved that she almost cried, "Thank you, Dad."

Hearing what the child said, Murong Jing felt even more guilty.

knock knock --

A muscular, tall middle-aged woman knocked on the door.

Murong Jing said lightly, "Come in."

The woman walked in and bent slightly towards them: "Sir, Miss." The voice was deep and powerful, with a very neutral tone, which suited her figure and appearance.

(End of this chapter)