Chapter 1 (1/2)
Huo Yao is a famous flower of kaolin in an aristocratic family.
Countless women wanted to climb his bed, but in the end they all fell into disgrace and came to a miserable end.
Its heart is cruel, the degree of spicy hand, let a person point.
After all the bed climbing failures, the famous women who love and hate resent that Huo Yao, a dog man, deserves to pay attention to orphans all his life, and there is no successor.
Occasionally, Huo Yao just sniffed at the rumors and said, ”no successor? Tut, I need kids like that? ”
”It's a waste of money to keep such a burden on children, of course -”
as soon as he spoke, his handsome face was full of inhumane indifference. ”In this age of profit supremacy, if the little guy is useful, maybe he can keep a commercial marriage.”
Listen.
What do you mean?!
This crazy dog man has even his own children.
Even plan to have a child later to fight for their own interests, commercial marriage.
It's not human!
At that time -
the president Huo, who was ”annotating orphans” and ”no successor” in their mouth, was cold at this time when he received a message suspected to be a prank.
[Ding -- your daughter has been delivered, please remember to sign for the momada ~]
the ripple of the small wave makes the man who has always been expressionless cold and cold, and his face is rarely cracked.
Daughter?
What daughter?
He's going to have a daughter? make fun of!
Huo Yao's lips hook, staring at the text message for a few seconds, and finally cold face, without hesitation, chose to delete, thinking it was some kind of neuropathy's prank.
As a matter of fact, no matter who encounters this kind of thing, they will not take it into consideration.
Who would have taken a message seriously?
He went on working on the rest of the papers with a sneer.
……
About half an hour passed after the SMS was deleted.
In his office, Huo Yao suddenly heard a slight knock on the door.
The man looked at the document with his head down, and his eyelids were too lazy to lift it. He spat out a word:
”in.”
Huo Yao thought it was an assistant or someone from the company who wanted to find him. As a result, he waited for a long time and there was no news.
The man could not bear to frown, raised his head and repeated coldly, ”come in!”
The tone was fierce enough to frighten a child to cry.
After the voice dropped, people outside the door slowly pushed the door open, and finally there was movement.
”Baba.”
The little guy put his head out of his head quietly. After seeing the man, the cat's eyes lit up slightly. He grabbed the villain father's 1.8-meter-long leg tightly.
“……”
There was a sudden silence around.
Huo Yao was frightened by her ”father” to take the document hand slightly shaking, ”pa” to a sound, all the paper scattered on the ground.
At this time, however, men have no time to take care of the documents.
Huo Yao frowned slightly and put down the folder in his hand without expression. He looked down at the small dot that suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyebrow beat and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth:
”loose, hands.”
In front of her, the little Tuanzi, holding her thigh, looked like a five-year-old. She was wrapped in a white and fluffy dress. She covered most of her face with a snow-colored hood. She looked down and couldn't see how she looked.
She had a little milk dog in her arms, soft and soft, almost integrated with the color of snow.
”No ~”