Chapter 4: The Spark of Collision
The assistant threw his clothes back and walked past Xue Twilight.
I couldn't help but look at it twice.
I have to praise this woman for being so beautiful, his elegance, her temperament, every gesture is unstoppable, and she stands out in the crowd like a chicken.
"Bang." The assistant bumped into someone and retracted his eyes in a panic, and was just about to apologize but found that the person was Mr. Yin, and he was so frightened that his soul was gone
"Mr. Yin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's me who doesn't have long eyes, and you will be punished. โ
It's a dead deal.
The assistant waited to be killed by Mr. Yin's eyes, but the air was suddenly quiet.
He cautiously raised his head and found that Mr. Yin didn't laugh at him at all, and his eyes were staring in one direction.
Isn't that the direction in which the beautiful woman who just spoke to the president left?
He suddenly realized, is this interesting, president?
Since the president's divorce, he has never looked at any more woman, and the eyes that look at this girl seem to have a deep complex.
Xue Twilight watched the three little babies walk into the toilet and glanced back in the direction of Yin Haoxuan.
She thought that Yin Haoxuan had left a long time ago, but she didn't expect to bump into Yin Haoxuan's sight, and she flashed in a panic and withdrew her gaze.
At that moment, she seemed to be seen through by Yin Haoxuan, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if the drum was beating in her head.
She tried to calm herself, trying to pretend that there was no wave, but she ran into the toilet as if she were running away.
Yin Haoxuan retracted his gaze, only then did he notice that the assistant had returned.
"Why is it so long to throw something away?" Yin Haoxuan was in a bad mood.
The assistant was like a slap in the face, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.
"Mr. Yin, are you interested in that woman?"
Subordinates can help you check her information, and if it is suitable, bring it back directly to you, hehe.
The assistant thief stared at Yin Haoxuan.
Yin Haoxuan's knife eye fell on the assistant, and the warning was strong.
The assistant subconsciously closed his mouth and behaved with his tail between his legs.
Yin Haoxuan strode in the direction of Xue Dusk and walked into the men's bathroom.
He didn't know why, he would have a curiosity about a strange woman that he couldn't control.
She was beautiful, but to him, being beautiful didn't have much charm.
Maybe it's because she looks a lot like Xue Twilight, and even has the same name.
In the past few years, Yin Haoxuan's obsession with Xue Duwan has reached a pathological level.
He never thought that Twilight would leave one day, and that she would still have her child in her belly. His audacity infuriated him completely.
The assistant stared blankly.
Mr. Yin, what is the situation?
Whatever it is, it's better to be careful.
Mr. Yin is very abnormal today and has an unpredictable temper.
Yin Haoxuan stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the water poured down.
He held his hands under the faucet a few times and raised them to his face.
His heart seemed to be on fire, but there was no window to vent, and he was extremely irritable.
Even if the cold water hit his face, he still couldn't suppress the fire in his heart.
He raised his hand to wash it again, but looked down to find that the corner of his coat was being dragged by a little boy.
The child's swarthy hair ran down his head, and his big eyelids and long eyelashes blinked at him, with an innocent expression.
Yin Haoxuan's brows furrowed, "Let go." โ
This is the woman's child.
The boy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was bet in his mouth by Yin Haoxuan's words.
He looked at Yin Haoxuan's angry eyes and opened his small mouth and said, "Uncle, can you help me?" โ
Yin Haoxuan found that the little boy was not afraid of himself at all.
He squatted down, looked at the little boy's clean eyes, and suddenly felt that he was very much like himself when he was a child.
"What do you want me to do for you?" Yin Haoxuan asked the ghost.
He suddenly felt that the little boy in front of him was quite likable.
"I want to pee, but I can't unzip my pants, can you help me?" Xiao Fan asked sensibly.
My mother said that you must be polite when communicating with people.
"What about your parents? Are you alone? Yin Haoxuan asked curiously.
Xiao Fan made a bitter face, "It's just me and my mother, my mother is a girl, of course she can't come to the men's toilet to help me." โ
"Well, I can help you." Yin Haoxuan nodded.
He watched the little boy's two calves squeezed together, his feet kept stomping on the ground, and his face was flushed.
Yin Haoxuan suddenly found that this little boy didn't seem to be so annoying.
"What's your name?" Yin Haoxuan asked.
"Little Fan."
Yin Haoxuan nodded and lifted the little boy's clothes, "Xiao Fan, how old are you?" โ
Xiao Fan raised his head proudly, "I'm six years old, and I'm already a big boy. โ
Yin Haoxuan couldn't help but sneer, "Since you're already a big boy, why can't you even do such a thing as zippering?" โ
People are big ghosts, and the little kid dares to say that he is a big boy.
โยทยทยท Hehe..." Xiao Fan smiled awkwardly and did not answer.
Yin Haoxuan hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at Xiao Fan, can't he answer?
The moment the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Yin Haoxuan was even shocked by himself.
He has always been unsmiling, and he has little communication with others, but today, with this little boy, he actually talks so much?
Moreover, this feeling of actively wanting to talk to people is so common that I don't even notice it.
This instinctive closeness is uncontrollable, this little boy must have something to do with him, right?
If his own child was born, he would probably be about the same age as him by now.
Yin Haoxuan sneered.
How could it have anything to do with him?
He shook his head and chased away the strange thoughts.
"Uncle, can you hurry? I... I can't hold it back. Xiao Fan looked at Yin Haoxuan in embarrassment.