than half a day, a suite was tidied up.After setting everything up, Wen Man leaned against the sofa and rested.In the afternoon, she saw no one!She was in her private space, holding Shao Ting's diary...Ho Shao-ting returned to the villa.

This villa district was developed by the Western Asia Group, with top-notch security and privacy. He left one house for himself.

A black Maybach slowly drove into the black gate with carved flowers. As the car went in, all the lights inside the villa turned on, and the music fountain began to spray water, emitting joyful sounds.

He Shaoting parked his car before getting out, and the servant came over.

"The little miss is silent again."

Ho Shaoting handed her his coat and walked under a sweet osmanthus tree in the moonlight.

Little Huo Xi was meditating.

Ho Shao-ting squatted beside her, looking at Xiao Ho-xi with tenderness.

Brown hair, slightly wavy and tousled, falling loosely to her shoulders.

Her little face is small and pointed, very fair and tender. Her eyes are like black grapes, her nose bridge is delicate, and her small mouth is pursed, clearly unhappy.

The fair little hands plucked at the leaves of the osmanthus tree, one by one, then two.

He spoke to her, but she ignored him.

Completely immersed in their own world!

Huo Shaoting didn't hug her back, he just squatted beside her, comforting her. At half past ten, the little girl suddenly ended her self-imposed isolation and pounced into his arms: "Today a kid said I don't have a mommy!"

Ho Shaoting carried the little one home.

He gently patted her little head: “Our little Huo Xi has a mother... Mom is just like Huo Xi, a little fairy!”

He placed the little creature in front of the dinner table.

The maid immediately placed the bowls and dishes, served hot rice and hot dishes, feeling so heartbroken!

Little Huo Xi was famished. He held his bowl and used a spoon to eat, finishing half of the food in it.

After finishing her meal, she remembered again and looked at Huo Shaoting with pleading eyes: "I want a mommy! All the other children have one, I want one too!"

Ho Shaoting carried little Ho Xi upstairs.

Little Huo Xi fussed over filling the bathtub, and after a bath, he snuggled into his father's arms, smelling deliciously clean.

Ho Shao-ting helped her dry her hair.

He looked quite loving: “Hoxi, if you want Mommy, you have to fight for it!”

Xiaohuxi felt something was wrong!

If Mommy has to find it herself, then what does she need Daddy for

Ho Shaoting wore a calm expression: "Dad's preparing to send you to piano lessons... Well, there are many pretty female teachers there. You can find one with hair the same color as yours and who looks really good, and ask her to be your mom! Let's settle this beforehand, don't say your name is Ho Xi, and don't mention who your dad is!"

Xiao Huo didn't understand.

Ho Shaoting gave her a very reasonable explanation: "Knowing who Dad is, you'll be tempted by his looks and not truly like Ho Xi! ... For example, the previous teachers Zhang and Wang!"

Xiao Huo xi thinks Dad is right!

Before going to bed at night, the little guy looked in the mirror... a brunette with hair just as pretty as Hoxi's, what a beautiful fairy! It's Mom!

……

Wen Man actually isn't teaching anymore.

But early in the morning, Ms. Li called her from Switzerland especially, saying that a friend's child asked her to take good care of him/her.

Wen Man was just about to ask in more detail.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Man felt a little helpless. She thought about it and decided to go to the music center anyway.

I went to the front desk and they confirmed that such a person exists.

Her identity is quite secretive. Wen Man guessed that she must be the child of some important person, so she waited.

5 PM.

The front desk girl came over with a smile and said, "Mr. Wen, the child is here. Why don't you take a look"

Wen Man didn't mind.

She put down the report in her hands and walked into the reception room.

The child was brought by the servant, much smaller than she expected, barely a meter tall.

Wen Man wanted to refuse, because the child was too young and not suitable for learning the piano. But when the little one turned around, Wen Man's blood ran cold.

Chestnut hair, fair and delicate complexion.

It's incredibly beautiful!

She looks like...like...

Wen Man's throat felt as if it were blocked, nearly hysterical. She reached out with trembling hands and carefully touched the little thing.

Xiaohuo is even more excited than her!

Xiao Ho stared at her brown hair, and her pretty face, and her waist, and legs... Really beautiful! He thought she was made just for him, like a mom custom-made.

Xiao Hoxi generously let me touch him.

Not only did she touch him, but she also rubbed against Wen Man's arms.son, under the city's neon lights, dazzling and radiant.But he was in a bad mood.He couldn't drive, his mind filled with the image of Anran leaving in tears. He didn't even let her take a hot bath or...