It's a pity that in front of a naturally noble man like Jimucheng, her momentum has always been several steps lower.

Relying on his height advantage, the man looked down at her condescendingly, his thin lips curled into a sneer: "Aside from my son, do I have anything else to talk about with you?"

"How can you be so cruel, I can't lose him."

Xia Xinnian had already felt the man's determination to win, and her pretty face turned blue with anger.

"If you don't want to lose him, you don't have to lose him. You can move to my house and we will raise him together."

After an afternoon of calming down, Jimucheng decided to find a compromise, which would allow him and his son to get along day and night without angering this woman.

Xia Xinnian is no longer an outsider to Jimucheng. She is the mother of his son.

This level of relationship makes Jimucheng consider her incidentally when considering his son's future.

"What?

Let me live in your house?

I don't agree, I don't want people to gossip! "

Xia Xinnian refused without even thinking about it.

"Who are you afraid of gossiping?

As long as you don't tell me, who knows that you live with me?

Or, do you have ghosts in your heart?

Afraid that if you live with me, you will fall in love with me? "

Jimucheng took a step forward and got very close to her, his thin lips lowered deliberately.

"How can it be?"

Xia Xinnian raised her head angrily and stared at him: "Even if I fall in love with a cat or a dog, I can't fall in love with you, you are a bastard!"

"Xia Xinnian, if you dare to scold me again, believe it or not, I will make you never see your son?"

From childhood to adulthood, Jimucheng has never been scolded by anyone. This woman always rewards him with the word bastard, which touches his bottom line.

Xia Xinnian is still afraid, she has no doubt that this man has this ability.

"If you don't want to be scolded, you can act according to your conscience. My son was born by me and I raised him alone. He should follow me."

The anger on Xia Xinnian's face remained undiminished.

"I am his biological father, how can the heirs of my Ji family stay outside?"

Jimucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was full of arrogance, but, how could these scenes be so familiar to him?

Thinking about it carefully, when I was the same age as my son, his father and mother seemed to have fallen in love since they quarreled.

Is this a coincidence?

Xia Xinnian just sneered, what kind of excuse is this?

"As long as you agree to live in my house, I can pay you an extra 100,000 yuan a month, which can be regarded as compensation for your damaged soul." JrNovels.com