Tycoon mommy and president daddy

"No." Xia Wei said.

"No, just stay." oubeichen said overbearing, "must!"

"Why?"

"Just because you are my employee, you have to listen to me. Of course, if you don't want my employee, I won't send you!"

The pores of Xia Weichu's whole body were expanding rapidly because of anger.

Ou Beichen, the devil, is forcing her to resign again!

Qu Jiaojiao, Qu Meimei and ou can are not as powerful as Ou Beichen.

"Xiaochu teacher..." Ouyue made a waxy voice, holding Xia Weichu's skirt tightly with his small hand.

Xia Weichu lowered his head and looked at Ou Yue gently.

Even if the world is forcing her to leave, Ou Yue and ou can are her reasons to fight the world!

She faced the difficulties and looked at Ou Beichen fearlessly. "I won't resign. Just stay! I just want to stay with Yue!"

"Very good."

Xia Weichu looked at Ou Beichen. The corners of his lips clearly didn't arouse, but it made her sprout an illusion. He smiled very treacherously, and she suddenly felt creepy.

"Take Ou Yue down to dinner for a while." after Ou Beichen ordered, he turned and left.

"Teacher Xiaochu, are you really not leaving tonight?" Ou Yue called with a milky voice and a small head.

Xia Weichu showed a kind smile and picked up Ou Yue in his arms, "I won't go. However, I have to call Xingchen and tell him to talk to Xingyang."

"Great!" Ou Yue happily pedaled his legs and went down from Xia Weichu to the ground.

Xia Weichu took out the mobile phone in her trouser pocket and found that Xingchen had called her dozens of times. She immediately dialed back, "sorry, baby, Mommy forgot to pick up you and her sister. Where are you now?"

"We're still in kindergarten. Didn't you say you wouldn't let us walk around, so we've been waiting for you. Mommy, where are you?"

"I'm so sorry, baby! I'm at a child's house. She's ill, so Mommy needs to stay with her tonight."

"Which child? Is it ou can?"

"No. It's his sister, Ou Yue. So, can Mommy let aunt Xiaozi pick you up?"

“……”

A silent voice came from the microphone. Xia Weichu said anxiously, "star, are you still listening to the phone?"

"I won't do it alone. Ask Xingyang. I've turned on the hands-free. You can hear Xingyang."

Xia Wei said in a warm voice, "Xingyang, a little sister named ou can is hurt, so Mommy has to stay and take care of her tonight. I can't leave now. Can I ask aunt Xiaozi to pick you up from the kindergarten?"

"No! I'll miss Mommy when I go to bed at night!" the sensible Xingyang was unhappy and complained wrongly. "Aren't my brother and I mommy's own children? Why doesn't mommy give priority to me and my brother? Why give priority to other children?"

"Xingyang..." Xia Weichu was asked like a lump in his throat. He wanted to explain something, but he was helpless in the end.

Once you tell Xingyang that she takes care of Ou Yue so much, it is because Ou Yue is Xingyang's sister. With Xingyang's intelligence, you will know that Ou Beichen is the daddy she has been longing for.

In that case, Xingyang will take the initiative to find ou Beichen, which is undoubtedly tantamount to exploding to Ou Beichen. She hid the fact of his little daughter.

Therefore, we must not tell Xingyang that there is such a relationship between her and Ou Yue that blood is thicker than water.

Otherwise, she will be miserable!

"My brother and I waited for mommy in the kindergarten. We waited until Mommy came to pick us up! Dudu..."

Xia Weichu listened to the voice of being hung up, and his heart clicked, uncomfortable.

She looked down at Ou Yue.

Ouyue's eyes were like a wounded deer, as if afraid that she would leave.

On one side was the injured eldest daughter and on the other was the little daughter who felt her heart hurt. Xia Weichu fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

Finally, Xia Wei picked up Ou Yue and said softly, "Yue Yue, I want to discuss something with you."

"Can I... Borrow Xingyang's Mommy for one night? Just one night, can't one night?" the intelligent Ou Yue asked carefully.

She stretched out a little finger and looked at Xia Weichu pitifully. The tears in her eyes slipped quietly and hit the back of Xia Weichu's hand like pearls. For Xia Weichu, it was more painful than being crushed by Qu Jiaojiao at noon.