Chapter 20
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One month later, Shen Corporation, CEO's office.
"Moting, you haven't been home for two weeks. I'm here to see you and our daughter."
She smiled as she placed the thermos bottle on the table. She turned to look at the little fellow in Shen Moting's arms – Shen Ruchu. Shen Moting and Xia Tianxing's daughter.
The little fellow was only a month old, but Shen Moting kept her by his side every day. Even before he went on a business trip, he personally arranged for someone to take care of her. He never let Han You 'er touch her. Han You' er wanted to use the child to show off, but she had no chance.
Up until now, Shen Moting had only returned home twice. They hadn't had any physical contact. Every time she wanted to do something, Shen Moting would find an opportunity to avoid her!
Every time she thought of this, Han You 'er wanted to drag Xia Tianxing out of his grave and beat his corpse!
"Moting, why don't you rest for a while? I'll carry her. There's some soup I made over there. Try it."
In reality, she hadn't made the soup herself, but to please Shen Moting, she had forced herself to learn how to be gentle and virtuous, just like Xia Tianxing. That was why she had ordered the servants to imitate Xia Tianxing's cooking, and she had personally delivered the soup to Shen Moting.
Shen Moting frowned and pushed Han You 'er's hand away. "No need. Chu' er is shy. I'll carry the child. You sit down."
He held Little Chu 'er in his arms and opened the lid to drink the soup. Shen Moting couldn't help but laugh when he saw the little fellow in his arms blinking at him. He scooped up some soup with a spoon and fed it to her. The little fellow smacked her lips twice and spat it all out.
Han You 'er was so angry that her eyes turned red.
This little bastard actually dared to embarrass her in front of her.
But Shen Moting laughed out loud.
"This little fellow's mouth is quite picky. Is it because it doesn't taste good? Indeed, it's much worse than the soup your mommy makes … "At the mention of Xia Tianxing, Shen Moting's hand that was holding the spoon couldn't help but pause. That person used to make all kinds of soup for him, but he didn't appreciate it every time.
Only now did he realize that person had already infiltrated every aspect of his life.
Xia Tianxing, oh Xia Tianxing, you're really everywhere.
Just like you said, what you owe me has been repaid …
But what I owe you, I won't be able to repay it in this lifetime …
Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan sighed and covered the bowl of soup. "Take it away. Don't send these over again. You are you, and she is she. You will never become her …"
"…"
Han You 'er's face twisted.
"Mo Ting, I don't understand. We're the ones who love each other, but why are you always thinking about Xia Tianxing? You've fallen in love with her, haven't you? But she was already dead! Why can't you remember what she did to you? She was the one who betrayed you first and got together with Xia Yan. Why do you seem to have amnesia and have completely forgotten about this matter? Is it because she died? "
Bang!
The thermos flask was smashed on the ground, making a loud noise.
Han You 'er's body stiffened in fear, but she saw the man's ashen face and said lightly, "Don't mention these things in the future. We'll go on a honeymoon tomorrow. You decide on the location, and I'll get my secretary to arrange it. Get out. "
Han You 'er pursed her lips. She was unwilling, but there was nothing she could do.
After leaving the office, Han You 'er's phone rang as soon as she stepped out of the door.
When she saw that it was her father calling again, Han You 'er's face turned ugly.
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