Song Hengjue felt as if his heart was being torn apart. His eyes stung, and he gritted his teeth, staring stubbornly into her eyes: "I'm not dirty."
It seems like they've gone too far.
Yang Qingheng touched her nose guiltily, about to explain, when she heard a gasp from the kitchen. Her breath caught in her throat, and she rushed inside.
"I didn't mean to," the aunt said, at a loss for words.
Yang Qingheng's heart tightened when she saw Xu Changchang covered in soup. She picked her up and checked her over, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found no burns. She comforted the aunt, "It's okay, just be more careful next time."
Xu Changchang got into trouble and didn't dare to move. She stood to the side, her fingers clenched, as obedient as could be.
To be honest, this look does bear a striking resemblance to Song Hengjue's guilty expression.
Yang Qingheng realized what she was thinking, her brow twitched, and she quickly shook off the strange thoughts in her mind.
Reach out and fill the bathtub with water; only undress the child when the water temperature is suitable.
"I can take a bath by myself." Xu Changchang said shyly, clutching the collar of her clothes.
"Who's responsible if she drowns?" Yang Qingheng rolled her eyes and forcefully took off her clothes.
Xu Changchang's face turned red instantly, and she squatted on the ground with her arms crossed, like a shy little penguin.
Yang Qingheng found it both funny and speechless.
It's funny how cute she is, but I'm speechless that she's Xu Lan's daughter. How could that woman with such a foul mouth give birth to such an adorable child?
Bathing the mistress's child is a truly bizarre scene.
Song Hengjue was afraid that Yang Qingheng would make him so angry that he coughed dryly outside the bathroom, and was about to say that he should just let the housekeeper do the washing.
A naive voice came from inside.
"Sister Qingheng, do you also bathe Song Hengjue like this?"
He paused, then ran away as if his life depended on it.
Yang Qingheng almost choked on her saliva, completely ignoring the way the child addressed Song Hengjue, and glared at her: "Who taught you to talk like that? You're so young, yet you have no shame."
Once Xu Changchang relaxed, she wasn't afraid of her at all anymore. She hugged her arm and chuckled, "You look like my mom when you give me a bath."
Yang Qingheng: ...
Damn, this is really bad luck.
company.
"Mr. Yang, something terrible has happened!" Fang Nan rushed in, his fingers trembling as he placed the newspaper down.
"Which shareholder is provoking us again?" Yang Qingheng looked up, her eyes filled with dark circles, her resentment heavier than a ghost's.
“Not a shareholder…it’s my brother.” Fang Nan’s eyes darted around.
Yang Qingheng snatched the newspaper, took a closer look, and was speechless with anger.
[Woman tearfully accuses Boxiang boss of misconduct...]
Okay, okay, this is definitely going to make things difficult for them!
Xu Lan is truly shameless.
The thought of having a little troublemaker at home gave her a huge headache.
"Go talk to the newspaper and ask them to clarify, otherwise sue them for defamation."
Fang Nan understood, took the newspaper and went out: "I'll handle it right away."
“By the way,” Yang Qingheng called out to him, “you’ve been with Song Hengjue for a long time, haven’t you?”
Fang Nan forced a smile and said, "Yes."
"Whose child is it?" Yang Qingheng frowned. Song Hengjue hadn't mentioned this before, and as long as it wasn't his, it was fine. Since the man didn't say, she hadn't specifically asked. She never expected that he would have amnesia now!
To resolve Xu Lan's issue, we first need to find out who the father of the child is. That woman must have noticed Song Hengjue's unusual behavior yesterday, and she might be planning something big. We need to be on guard.
Fang Nan chuckled dryly, "I've known him for a long time, but you don't know anything about this child. How would I know whose it is? But don't worry, it's definitely not Song Hengjue's."
When he first met Song Hengjue, Xu Lan was already pregnant. If he hadn't known that Song Hengjue wasn't a scumbag, he would have almost suspected that she was Song Hengjue's illegitimate daughter.
That idiot is very strange in this respect.
Yang Qingheng had a headache and waved her hand.
No sooner had Fang Nan left than Li Hou pushed open the door and came in, pulling out a chair and sitting down.
"Oh my, Mr. Bo Xiang is unmarried but has a child. He's already blessed with a son before even getting married. Mr. Yang, when are you going to invite me to your wedding?" He crossed his legs and smiled maliciously.
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