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Chapter 443 Late Ding Mom

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    She quickly distanced herself from Han Huiming and looked back with red eyes. Huo Lingchen was standing there holding Wan Ding and Zheng Xiaoke with a gift.  I don't know how long he stood there, but Huo Lingchen's face looked very ugly.

    Nian Yaxuan felt guilty inexplicably, wiped her eyes, and kicked Han Huiming, "Just give me a gift! You were so sensational, but now it's okay. Look, Siyu is jealous!"

    Mu Siyu wanted to explain, "No, sister, I didn't" She clearly knew the relationship between Nian Yaxuan and Han Huiming, how could she be jealous?  Just now she was touched by the friendship between these two people!

    Nian Yaxuan interrupted her with a smile, "Siyu, you have it! I won't tell you anymore, Rouding, mom misses you so much, come here quickly!"

    Rouding was put on the ground by the man and trotted to Nian Yaxuan, "Mom, I miss you too." Then she looked at Wen Yu and said, "Dad, Rouding misses you too."

    Wen Yu stretched out his hand to Rou Ding, "Come, let daddy give him a hug." After Nian Yaxuan and Wen Yu got married, Rou Ding officially changed his name, removed the word "Wen", and called him dad directly.

    Wen Yu picked up Rouding and played with her.

    When Huo Lingchen saw this scene, his expression was extremely ugly, but everyone thought he was angry because Nian Yaxuan hugged Han Huiming.

    Behind him was Yang Fan, who was holding a gift. Huo Lingchen took a few steps forward and finally stood in front of her, "Wanding mother."

    Nian Yaxuan, "" He just called her Wanding's mother. Why does this title sound weird?

    She forced a smile and said, "Hi, Uncle Huo."

    Huo Lingchen opened the gift box held by Yang Fan behind him, "Happy 25th!"

    As soon as the thick gift box was opened, the entire private room was sparkling with gold, and everyone was attracted to it.

    Han Huiming said, ¡°I¡¯ll tell you, this is definitely real money!¡±

    Zheng Xiaoke, "Can Yaxuan be carried?"

    Mu Siyu, "I can take Yaxuan home."

    Jingli, ¡°How much does this cost?¡±

    Wen Yu said, "Visually 25 flowers, the texture is platinum, the flowers have leaves and the weight of the flower stem. Mr. Huo will never buy the ordinary platinum on the market. According to the price of at least 200,000 per flower, there are 25 flowers in total, 5 million. This  Without adding various labor costs, if the raw materials are also specially found by Mr. Huo, the cost will be even higher."

    Han Huiming and others looked at the thick gift box, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground in surprise.

    Jingli was still a little slow to react, "So what does Mr. Huo want to express?"

    Wen Yu curled her lips and answered her doubts, "Rose represents love, and golden roses can be preserved forever, which shows that his feelings for Yaxuan are stronger than gold and that his love is eternal."

    On the surface, the gift from Huo Lingchen seems vulgar, but the meaning it represents is beautiful, and the price is expensive, so it is very valuable.

    Nian Yaxuan was both moved and helpless. A straight man is a straight man, and a rich man is a rich man. "Thank youMr. Huo."

    I don¡¯t know if she can hold her

    Huo Lingchen closed the gift box, took it from Yang Fan and brought it to Nian Yaxuan. Nian Yaxuan stretched out her arms to pick it up, but the gift box was really too heavy and she was bent over immediately.

    She approached Huo Lingchen and gritted her teeth, "Huo Lingchen, did you do it on purpose?"

    The man was slightly confused.

    "You gave me such a heavy birthday gift. You know that I can't hold it, but you just don't want to give it to me and don't want me to take it away, right?"

    Huo Lingchen, "" took the gift out of her arms and returned it to Yang Fan, "Send the gift to the 7th floor of Champs Elysees."

    "Yes, Mr. Huo."

    Yang Fan left, and Lu Qihang and Song Ci walked in together. Seeing Nian Yaxuan, Song Ci walked over happily and handed her the gift in his hand, "Yaxuan, happy birthday!"

    "Thank you, uncle and aunt!" Nian Yaxuan and Song Ci hugged each other.

    Everyone sat down in the private room, and finally welcomed Han Xiao and his wife, Gu Mocheng, Wenxin, Shangguan Xichen, Li Shengfei, and Li Jingchen who arrived belatedly.

    The Feng brothers also called. Feng Qingshu had gone to Australia and couldn't make it. Mr. Feng had important matters in country M, but his assistant had to deliver all the gifts in person.

    The birthday party was quite lively because there were so many people, and everyone was acquaintances, so there was no chance of being left alone.

    Nian Yaxuan drank a little too much because she was the birthday girl today. Han Huiming and Zheng Xiaoke were making noises. Their goal today was to get the birthday girl drunk!

    After the birthday party, Nian Yaxuan was all excitedIt was so fluttering that I didn¡¯t even have the energy to give it away. Fortunately, everyone was someone else, so she didn¡¯t need to give it away.

    Even so, Nian Yaxuan still did not forget the important things, "Wen Yu, please help send Xiaoke back. Xiaoke is also drunk. It is not safe to take a taxi."

    Wen Yu was drunk, but he only drank a little and was not drunk. After hearing this, he stood up from the sofa and came to Zheng Xiaoke, "Okay, the driver is waiting outside, let's go!"

    Zheng Xiaoke glanced at Nian Yaxuan with a blushing face, and then realized that Nian Yaxuan had crawled to Huo Lingchen's side at some point, resting her head on Huo Lingchen's shoulder and closing her eyes to rest.

    Zheng Xiaoke, "" and Wen Yu left the private club in Kyoto together.

    When only Huo Lingchen and Nian Yaxuan were left in the room, Huo Lingchen said calmly, "From now on, when you are busy, Wan Ding will be taken care of by me."

    "Why." Nian Yaxuan felt dizzy and did not notice the abnormality in Huo Lingchen's tone.

    "You ask me why?" Huo Ling smiled deeply, lit a cigarette, took the drunk woman into his arms, and blew smoke into her face.

    "Ahem" Nian Yaxuan was choked by the smoke and almost burst into tears. "Grandma's" She tried her best to open her eyes and touch the cigarette case and lighter that Huo Lingchen put on the table.

    Skillfully, he held a cigarette in his mouth, flicked the lighter and lit it, took a deep breath and spit out the cigarette.

    Huo Lingchen was not choked, but was shocked by Nian Yaxuan's skillful smoking movements, and then frowned, when did this woman learn to smoke?

    puff after puff of smoke blew into the man's face, Huo Lingchen suddenly snatched the cigarette from her fingertips, pinched her chin and asked her to look at him, "Who allowed you to smoke?"

    The pain in her jaw made Nian Yaxuan slap Huo Lingchen's hand randomly, "Let me go, it hurts, it hurts"

    Seeing the woman's painful expression, Huo Lingchen reduced his intensity and said, "I'm asking you something, answer me!"

    Nian Yaxuan didn't cry out about pain anymore, and watched Huo Lingchen spit out a few words, "My husband!"

    Huo Lingchen, "tmd!"

    Her husband, her husband, he wants to kill Wen Yu right now!

    Seeing Huo Lingchen's gloomy expression, Nian Yaxuan smiled. Huo Lingchen's reaction made her feel so relieved.

    The woman's smile once again angered the man. Huo Lingchen put out the cigarette she had smoked in the ashtray, then pressed the woman on the sofa and kissed her fiercely.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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