After Zhong Muwen dealt with the matter, he hurried to Linshui Villa.

After Xia Xiaoyu came to Linshui Villa, he felt an extra responsibility.

He was young and vigorous, and missing the hand-holding with his beloved was enough to make him regret it for the rest of his life. Now she has given him her daughter, and she has invisibly resurrected his dying heart.

"Xiao Wang, hurry up."

My eyelids kept jumping tonight, as if something was going to happen. The foreman of the hotel was lying on a simple stretcher, carried by several young and strong relatives to the manager's office of the Royal Dragon Hotel, clamoring to give an explanation, and there was a large circle of reporters downstairs, which could be seen that they had come prepared.

The manager dealt with it for a long time, but he couldn't solve the matter, so he had to call him and ask him to deal with it himself.

After trying to appease the menacing relatives of the foreman and send away the reporters around the hotel, he was exhausted.

"Xiao Wang, you go to the Rich Hotel to pick up the young master to come to the villa." After getting out of the car, he thought about it and instructed the driver to turn around.

"Okay." Xiao Wang took the order and left.

Zhong Muwen took off his suit and put it on his wrist, loosened his tie, rubbed his sore forehead, and walked into the house.

At the beginning, he would rather be kicked out of the Zhong family, because he felt that he was not a businessman, not to mention that he was also fanatically in love with acting at that time. Unexpectedly, one, Ben, read #novel xstxt to the end, he was still forced to quit the showbiz, and reflexively embarked on the road of business.

Xia whispered quietly behind him, wet all over, step by step.

She was shivering with cold, but her small waist was unruly, her eyes were looking straight ahead, her little face was pale, and her lips were not bloody at all.

"Hey!" She suddenly spoke up and greeted the man in front of her, because she had already arrived behind him, Zhong Muwen, who was preoccupied, didn't notice it at all, and her slower and slower steps blocked her way.

Zhong Muwen was taken aback and suddenly turned around.

In the dim light, he saw a face that was almost identical to that of a ghost, but strangely enough, there was a glint in her eyes.

"How did you get this?"

"Oh!" Xia whispered and looked down at herself, and said calmly: "I went to swim in the sea, hehe, yes, I just swam back in a circle." ”

She tilted her head and showed a cute smile: "Hi, hello, my name is Xia Xiaoyu." ”

He kept asking her name, but she didn't tell him.

Zhong Muwen smiled, such a beautiful voice, such a beautiful name.

"Hi, my name is Zhong Muwen."

"Hmm." Xia whispered and blinked her eyes wide, and suddenly smiled at him: "I'm embarrassed, isn't I?" I've got to take a hot shower, or I'm going to catch a cold! ”

She walked briskly, the faint smell of sea water wafting through the air. Zhong Muwen was left standing stunned, as if in a dream.

What's wrong with her? Do you really go for a swim in the ocean?

If Zhong Muwen knew that she had just been closed in the ghost gate, I am afraid that he would be so frightened that he would jump into the sea and be a hundred, because Xia Xiaoyu died, and he would have no face to face his former lover.

Xia Xiaoyu took a hot bath, wrapped her head in a white towel, and came to Zhong Muwen with a hair dryer.

"Hey, can you help me blow my hair?" Her hands and feet were weak, and she had no strength to blow her hair.

"What about the others?" Zhong Muwen, who was standing at the door of the study, looked outside, he raised a bunch of lazy servants?

"I want to talk to you." Said while blowing his hair.

"Huh? So? But ...... "Zhong Muwen is in a hurry, he hasn't blown his hair for anyone, okay?" Moreover, the Wingle should be almost there.

"Okay, I'll go lie down on the balcony and let the wind dry." Xia Xiaoyu's face has recovered a lot, but it can still be seen that it is very poor, these days, she is so weak that she can't do it, and she still speaks with gasp.

"Come in, come in, you're going to catch a cold." Zhong Muwen compromised, he stepped aside and let her into the study.

He also wanted to ask her why she ran to the sea to "swim" on the big night.

"Hee-hee, you're so nice."

She sat down on the sandalwood chair in the study, handed the hair dryer in her hand to Zhong Muwen, and began her so-called speech: "What should I call you?" Called Zhong Muwen? Or Muwen? Or is it a text? ”

Shang Yu is very particular about his salutation, and he always wants her to call him Yu, but she calls him Yellow Eel.

Handsome men like nicknames, right? The man in front of him was handsome, although he seemed to be older than Shang Yu and Ye Xuanhao, but when she looked at him horizontally and vertically, she felt that he was so handsome and kind, so it was best to call him Muwen.

Zhong Muwen plugged in the plug, looked back at the well-behaved and quiet girl, and smiled as gently as a spring breeze: "Call uncle." ”

"Are you old?" Xia Xiaoyu tilted her head, frowned, and thought for a while: "It's called Mu Wen." ”

"No, you can't!" He was of the same generation as her mother, and she should have called him uncle in all sense.

"Muwen is very good!" Xia whispered and pursed her lips, with an unconscious coquettishness, Shang Woo wanted her to call him by his name, but she still refused.

"I'm your mother's friend......" Zhong Muwen said patiently, the girl in front of him was physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't stimulate her at all.

"I don't have a mother!" Xia whispered quietly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. "I'm an orphan."

Zhong Muwen's hand suddenly stopped in the air, and the matter that he had been entangled in his heart suddenly had a bold guess, and the consequences were eager to try in his chest, and he was almost about to come out.

"You said your surname is Xia? How old are you in a few years? ”

"Okay, don't ask so much, if you like people to call you uncle, I don't care." She tore off the towel on her head and muttered again, "Actually, I want to call you Dad." ”

"What?" Zhong Muwen was shocked, a little suspicious of his ears. "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Xia whispered and shook her hair and leaned back in the chair: "Is this good?" Am I going to sit too low? ”

Her hair was long, and it was inconvenient to pick it up, so after thinking about it, she stood up, "I'd better stand, it's more convenient for you." ”

Zhong Muwen looked at her who was pretending to be calm tightly, her heart was beating so violently, and a burning emotion finally rushed out: "Whisper, you just call me dad, anyway, I don't have children, you can be my daughter." ”

No matter what, he wanted to have such a delicate daughter, although she did not open her heart to her, although he did not know her story, but he just longed for such a daughter for no reason.

Xia Xiaoyu looked back at him, a little surprised, she smiled, a little unclear: "You agreed so easily?" ”

"Hmm." Because you are her child, he has to care for him unconditionally.

"So," Xia whispered his gaze away from him and looked at the dark night, "I have your surname?" ”

"Okay."

"Hmm." Xia whispered and looked back at him: "Dad, can you help me choose a name?" I wanted to start from scratch. ”

Zhong Muwen looked at her deeply, her little face flashed with perseverance and expectation. "Whisper, are you sure you want to say goodbye to the past? Starting from scratch? ”

"Pretty sure!" She said calmly: "When I was up and down in the sea just now, I said goodbye to the past, I threw everything in the past into the sea, from now on, I am Zhong Muwen's daughter, I want to start from scratch!" And I'm sure you have the skills to help me! ”

"Are you so sure I'm going to help you?" Zhong Muwen rushed out.

"Whether you agree or not, I'm already relying on you." If he doesn't agree, she'll grind until he agrees.

For a girl she didn't know, she gave a helping hand, and patiently guarded her, giving her meticulous care, which made Xia Xiaoyu think of Li Ming, Dean Li Ming is such a loving person, he gave her too much care and warmth, which made her grateful. Zhong Muwen is the same, his fatherly brilliance warms her, she is like finding a home, and wants to nest here without leaving.

"Okay, Zhong whispering, Dad will do his best to help you and let you have a good life!"

Human beings are such strange creatures, and when you are suffering and want to be free, you will try to end it all. But when you have a flash of inspiration and think that life in the world is actually very beautiful and you want to start, you have to relieve your spiritual load, show your edges and corners, and accept the tempering of life again.

Xia Xiaoyu gave birth to Xia Didiu, and after more than four years of being alone, no one competed with her for the child, and she lived a dull life without asking for anything. After meeting Shang Yu, she brought shackles for herself because of surrogacy, even if no one accused her of something, but she subconsciously felt that the original mistake was a mistake, and she looked down on herself in her heart.

She was not unmoved by Shang Yu's confession, such a handsome and arrogant man, whispering to an ordinary little woman, she knew how much courage it taked. She also understands how far the distance between herself and Shang Yu is, not to mention the insurmountable gap between Old Man Shang, even without him, she will only lose his face if she stands by his side.

Wen Yali's disdain, the ancient tree's reprimand, Xia Nuan's helplessness, she saw her own insignificance, her own insignificance.

Having learned the hard way, she suddenly wanted to be strong.

It is immoral to pick up ready-made, and she doesn't want to pick up ready-made, she recognizes Zhong Muwen as her father, because she wants to use him as a starting point to start her own future.

"Your hair doesn't have to be blown dry." Zhong Muwen stroked her waist-length black hair, smiled kindly, and sniffed closer. "It smells so good!"

"Really?" Xia whispered sideways to sniff, the faint fragrance of jasmine wafted into her nostrils and into her heart and lungs, she pretended to be intoxicated and smiled: "It's really fragrant!" ”

"Silly girl! Hehehe. Zhong Muwen looked at the beautiful and lovely girl lovingly, and laughed out loud.

"Dad, what are you laughing at? So happy? A hearty young man's voice sounded in the doorway, and Windjun walked in.

"Jun'er, you're here, come quickly," he beckoned to Fengjun happily: "Come and see your sister Zhong Xiaoyu, isn't it beautiful?" ”

"Hello brother." Xia whispered and stretched out his hand generously.

"It's really beautiful! It's just beautiful! ”

Fengjun did not exaggerate, Xia whispered and restrained his soaring look, smiled quietly, his small face was so thin that he was only the size of a palm, and his big eyes looked so deep and clear, and he looked delicate and indisputable.