Chapter 885: The Child from the Outside is a reissue of him

Chapter 885
"I said, go back to my house, and I also said that my house has a swimming pool, and you and Xintong can just learn to swim." Ling Zixiao said every word.
"But..." He Yiyi's brain was swiftly running, and finally got a reason, "Neither Xintong nor I came out with a change of clothes!"
"It's very simple. Go back to my house and let it dry. It will be dry tomorrow morning." Ling Zixiao remained unmoved.
He Yiyi scolded himself for being stupid in an annoyed manner, and found such a reason!
"Going to live with me is good for both of you mother and daughter." Ling Zixiao threw another sentence.
I really want to ask, what are the benefits? But He Yiyi didn't dare to ask that. Turning the conversation, he said, "Although the Zuo family and the Ling family are in partnership, I am Zuo Yuhao's wife after all. It is really inappropriate to live in your house."
"Does Zuo Yuhao consider you a wife?" Ling Zixiao asked, "He forced you to entertain me in order to get the tender. Doesn't he know what will happen to me and you?"
He Yiyi took a breath, unexpectedly Ling Zixiao pierced the window paper!
"I said in front of him that I wanted to transfer you to the Ling family. He readily agreed. Wouldn't he think of you and how far I would develop? Will I not live together? Since he is willing, I am willing, you Why is it inappropriate to say it again?" Ling Zixiao threw the problem at her with a burst of fire.
The two men, one pushed her to another man, and the other took her and played in the palm of her hand, right?
He Yiyi suddenly became angry and raised his voice unconsciously, "President Ling! I am a person! Not a thing or an object! Zuo Yuhao used me to achieve his goals. I have no other troubles and I accept my fate. Dispatch, and you got what you want, can't you let me go?"
Xintong was shocked by the sudden roar, wow! Cry loudly!
Ling Zixiao looked at the recorder, turned the steering wheel, and stopped the car to the side of the road.
He Yiyi has suppressed his anger and kept coaxing Xintong to stop her crying.
Ling Zixiao turned around and stared at He Yiyi, but she didn't look at him.
There were tears on Xintong’s pink face. Although she stopped crying, she still choked. Ling Zixiao looked at the child’s pitiful and lovely appearance, and could no longer stretch her face to their mother and daughter. .
Children look at the expressions of adults the most. Xin Tong watched Ling Zixiao's expression loose, and carefully stretched out her small arms, "Hug...Dad, hug!"
Ling Zixiao's heart was so soft that he said solemnly, "Untie the seat belt and hold the child to me."
He Yiyi glanced at him, and under his gaze, he obediently did so, unfastened his seat belt, took Xintong and sent him to his arms.
Who knows that she forgot to be in the car and hit the roof of the car when she turned around, bang!
"Ouch!" He Yiyi clutched his aching head.
The mother and daughter connect with each other. Seeing that her mother's facial features are grouped in pain, Xintong followed up with her lips, "Mom."
Ling Zixiao looked at He Yiyi like this, his heart hurts, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." He Yiyi waved his hand repeatedly.
"Look, you are always so careless and clumsy." Ling Zixiao felt sorry for her, but couldn't help but hurt her.
"It's not all because of you." He Yiyi muttered.
Ling Zixiao pretended not to hear clearly, "What did you say?"
"No, I said, Mr. Ling, you are very good." He Yiyi said angrily.
"I only know I'm good now." Ling Zixiao buzzed and put Xintong on the shelf between the seats and stood, "Xintong knows me best, doesn't it?"
"Yes, yes!" Xintong grabbed him and restated it in one word.
"It didn't hurt you for nothing, call me again." Ling Zixiao lit his chin and teased the child.
"Dad, dad!" Xin Tong was not stingy, and called him without silence.
Ling Zixiao brought Xintong into her arms, freed her big hand to help her pull the clothes, and then handed it back to the dumbfounded He Yiyi.
The reason why He Yiyi looked distracted by them was entirely because she discovered again that her daughter looked too much like Ling Zixiao!
Looking at the two of them separately, it's not obvious, but after getting them together, Xin Tong can be described as a reissue of Ling Zixiao!
"What do you want? Don't let the child sit down?" Ling Zixiao didn't click He Yiyi, just reminded her kindly.
"Oh." He Yiyi put Xintong in the safety seat like a robot.
"Fasten your seat belt, and you must also fasten it." Ling Zixiao continued to remind her.
"Okay." He Yiyi settled down and did as he said.
Ling Zixiao started the car and drove back to his huge villa.
Along the way, He Yiyi was guarding the child with one hand, but he was also at a loss.
Ling Zixiao looked at He Yiyi and Xintong through the rearview mirror from time to time, and the rest he said nothing, just drove.
After arriving, he refused to let He Yiyi go to hug Xintong, but had to come in person.
He didn't want the servants to disturb He Yiyi, so he sent them away.
After entering the living room, he let Xintong walk on the floor, the child was going upstairs, he also patiently climbed the stairs step by step with her.
He Yiyi has been following behind, and the doubts in his heart will inevitably accumulate.
After entering the room, Ling Zixiao told He Yiyi, "You take the child to take a bath, take out the clothes, and I will let the servants wash it." Then he brought his pajamas to He Yiyi.
He Yiyi took the sanitary napkins and carried the child into the bathroom.
Ling Zixiao stood outside and waited. After a while, He Yiyi handed the clothes out to him. He took them downstairs and let the servants wash them. He also ordered them to be worn tomorrow morning.
Then he went to the guest room to take a shower.
Xintong had already started to doze off while taking a bath, He Yiyi quickly got it right and hugged her out, and it happened that Ling Zixiao opened the door and came in, and the two of them looked at each other.
He Yiyi saw that there was still water dripping from the tips of his hair, and said, "We have finished washing, you can go in and dry your hair."
"Oh." Ling Zixiao responded, and stretched out her head to look at Xintong in her arms, "The child is asleep."
"Yeah." He Yiyi nodded, went to the bed and gently placed Xintong in the center, she lay down on her side and patted Xintong's small back.
Ling Zixiao followed and picked up He Yiyi.
Suddenly the volley frightened He Yiyi, she desperately suppressed her without screaming.
Ling Zixiao took advantage of this opportunity and strode her into the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" He Yiyi asked in a panic after touching both feet.
"The child is asleep. You still want to take pictures of her and don't get used to it anymore." Ling Zixiao pointed out what she was doing wrong.
"Okay." He Yiyi accepted.
"I will help you dry your hair." Ling Zixiao picked up the hair dryer.
what? He Yiyi waved his hand in a panic, "No need, I—"
Before she finished speaking, Ling Zixiao grabbed her big palm and held her back of her neck, and helped her blow her hair without saying a word.