The ceo's doting wife

"Mrs. Han, if you say so, is there a secret behind Miss Shen?"

"Mrs. Han, why don't you share everything you know with us? Let's be fair and at ease. I'm sure the eyes of the public are bright."

Han Haoxuan frowned and felt that the momentum was not right. This group of reporters, like wolves, was not digging for information that was good for him.

He could not afford to lose face like this.

He pushed his mother's wheelchair forcefully and asked the reporters to leave with a cold face. Aunt ping did not dare to stop her any further. She followed Han Haoxuan and left quickly.

Chen, who was silent behind Shen Yaxin, also took advantage of the opportunity to protect Shen Yaxin, breaking free from the relentless reporters and entering the apartment, avoiding the group of ferocious reporters.

Back at home, Shen Yaxin walked to the window and looked down. He saw the reporters, the crowded heads, like a powerful black wave. If you were not careful, you would swallow it up without leaving any residue.

From beginning to end, Xia Yuwei, who was hiding in the periphery, looked coldly at what was going on ahead. At this moment, she was tapping the steering wheel with her fingers rhythmically and watching the "Protagonists" leave. She also felt bored. She started the engine and drove away.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sun was finally shining, engulfed by the darkness.

Under the starlight apartment building, the reporters refused to leave and insisted on sticking to the ground. They all wanted to get the headlines, even the residents of the apartment. They interviewed people and wanted to get some information.

Shen ya knew what she was doing upstairs and downstairs, and everyone seemed to have discussed it beforehand in the face of reporters' questions. Everyone kept their mouths shut and said they didn't know anything!

The group of reporters had a hard time getting any information.

But after this afternoon, the Xia family was in a mess. Xia Chunhong went home and locked himself in his room.

"Mom, why don't you come down for dinner?" Han Haoxuan stood helplessly in front of mother han's room door, his voice almost begging.

Just now, in front of the apartment, he was in a dilemma, even if he had to be stuffed in a sandwich.

In order to take the whole situation into consideration, he naturally chose to leave with his mother. Who knew that his mother was angry with him because of this, and even now she was still throwing a tantrum, and actually played hard not to eat.

Downstairs, old master xia finally walked in from the outside. With a smile on his face, when he saw that the table was empty, his face changed. He called aunt Ping and asked, "What's going on?"

Aunt Ping turned to Xia Chunhong and stammered, "Master, the eldest lady is in the room feeling sad!"

"What? Sad?" Master xia was bewildered, "Go and call Chunhong down."

Master xia pointed upstairs and walked towards the sofa in the living room with a cane. He wanted to see what was going on.

Xia Chunhong was crying in the room. Her eyes were red and she went downstairs with aunt ping's help. She looked aggrieved.

Xia Weiguang glanced at her lightly, his brows slightly furrowed with white hair, clearly dissatisfied.

"What happened today? Why don't you tell me?" Xia Weiguang - with a serious face, looked at the people in the living room.

The living room was silent and silent for a long time. The servants all walked away, so the huge living room looked even colder.

Xia Weiguang looked at Xia Chunhong and asked, "Chunhong, say it."

"I..." Xia chunhong sniffed, frowning and looking at her son, sobbing, "Dad, I have nothing to say. If you want to blame me, you have to blame your life. How can there be such an unfilial son!"

"Hao Xuan, say it." Xia Weiguang knew that from mother han, he could not ask anything, so he turned his attention to his grandson.

"Grandpa, I..." Han Haoxuan looked troubled and hesitated.

Xia Weiguang took a faint breath, his sharp eyes sweeping around. "You tell me what happened today without missing a word."

Han Haoxuan knew that he could not escape, so he had to tell the truth.

The more master xia listened, the angrier he became and the darker his face became. When he heard that he had provoked the reporters in the end, he couldn't help but shout angrily, "Ridiculous, are you all crazy?"

"Chunhong, as the hostess of the Han family, how can you act like a street mom and even go to someone else's little girl to settle the score? Are you interested? You think you'll get sympathy?"

As Xia Weiguang spoke, he even scolded aunt ping. "Alan, how do you look at your miss? She's not rational, and you're still messing around with her? How old are you? Do you know how to write shy words?"

"And you, hao xuan, can't even handle your own private affairs well. How can your father trust you to take care of his company?"

"You guys, all of you, really want to piss me off, old man?" The more he spoke, the angrier he became. Finally, he couldn't stand up, his face turned red, and he waved at them - all of them.

"Even if you're too young to understand, why are you still so old? Have you lived for nothing all these years? Is this kind of love important, or is it the face of the Han family and the Xia family?"

Xia Weiguang - sentence after sentence erupted, like an unstoppable volcano erupting, with an awe-inspiring momentum - the huge living room was replaced with a low pressure, so gloomy that it was almost breathless.

"Speak, are you dumb?" Xia Weiguang crossed his waist, glared at them, blew his beard, and looked down at them.

Xia chunhong looked at him weakly, her face knowing that she was wrong. "Dad, don't be angry. I'm also impulsive today."

"How nice of you to be angry at your son? How old are you, and you're still struggling with your age? Do you still have the attitude of a Han family hostess?"

"Dad, I will reflect on it." Xia Chunhong wiped the tears from his eyes with a tissue, not as overbearing as he was today.

"This kind of thing cannot happen again in the future!" Old master xia slammed down his harsh words.

Waving his sleeves, the butler quietly followed behind. "Master, we're ready to eat."

"You guys eat. It's annoying." As Xia Weiguang spoke, he walked to the second floor.

Watching Xia Weiguang leave, Xia Yuwei, who was sitting right next to him, quietly walked to Xia Chunhong. "Big sister."

Xia Chunhong did not speak and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Xia Yuwei patted her on the back and comforted her. "Big sister, don't be sad."

Xia Chunhong sighed in silence.

This is a farce. Xia Yuwei has been a spectator all the way!

At night, it was dark and shiny. Xia Yuwei was holding a glass in her hand, and she was smiling and holding a glass in her hand. What she was waiting for now was tomorrow's headline.

Her delicate hands, like jade, shook the wine glass. The wine was so mellow that it flowed down her throat.

Tomorrow's headline will be wonderful!

The next day - early, Xia Yuwei got up early and went to look for the latest magazines and newspapers today after washing up.

But to her surprise, she searched for several magazines in a row, and she didn't even get any news about yesterday's incident? She frowned in confusion and shook her head in confusion.

What the hell is going on?

Unable to understand her at all, she had to call the mysterious phone again.

"What? There's no news about yesterday's farce?" At this moment, Xia Yuwei was extremely disappointed, and slowly, a little angry.

"Miss Xia, it's not that we don't want to report it. It's really because Li Hanchuan and your old master xia are pressuring the media at the same time. If anyone reported the farce yesterday, the consequences will be at their own risk. You know these big shots, we can't afford to offend them!" The person on the other end of the phone was helpless, so the eye-catching news would definitely sell, but what can be done?

Hanging up the phone, Xia Yuwei was so angry that he slammed his phone to the ground.

The words of the mysterious man kept swirling in her ears. Her eyes were round with anger, and her delicate face was purple with anger.

In the end, she was so angry that she had no choice but to lie on the sofa. So, what she did yesterday was in vain!

Staying at home only made her angrier. After dressing up, she chose to go out to the billiards club to play billiards to relieve her anger.

As she was in a bad mood, the strength in her hands inevitably increased. The small round billiard balls in her hands collided with each other, making a' bang'sound, completely reflecting her heart.

Song sihang turned the stage and happened to see her there as well - grinding the table cue with the powder, - laughing and joking, "What's wrong? Did you fight with Hao Xuan because you played so hard today?"

Xia Yuwei leaned down and focused all his attention on the winning ball in front of him. He swung his club forward and saw a round red ball roll into the net bag before slowly standing up. He glared at him with a dark face and said indifferently, "It's none of your business."

Her dark face was not a trace of anger to Song Sihang. Obviously, he was used to her temperament. His eyes were deep and flowing with wisdom. She paused slightly and said, "It's been four years. Han Haoxuan is no longer that simple Han Haoxuan. He has changed. Similarly, he doesn't love you anymore. You'd better let go!"

Song Sihang's words were clearly a slap in the face, slapped her in the head and kicked her in the tail. She was angry and anxious. "You don't understand the relationship between Hao Xuan and me at all. Please don't judge us with arrogance."

She put the club back in the rack and went to a place to rest. She sat down and continued, "Also, don't interfere with our affairs."

Song Sihang smiled and followed her. Sitting next to her, his eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he could see through and cut through. "Yuwei, don't lie to yourself. Don't you see that Han Haoxuan's eyes were on Shen Yaxin at the last birthday party?"

Every word he said seemed to carry a silver needle and poke it mercilessly into her heart. It had angered her even more.

"Song Sihang, don't I know what you're saying?" She knew that this man had always liked her, but her heart was on Hao Xuan. All he said was to take advantage of the situation.