Tycoon mommy and president daddy

On the operating table, Xia Wei's body was covered with a blood stained shroud at the beginning, and his beautiful little face was blue and white. I don't know whether sweat or tears wet his disheveled hair. The whole person looked very embarrassed.

Ou Beichen cast his sharp eyes on Xia Weichu again, stared at her for a while, and there was no breath in her.

"Life is more than a sin, death is more than a sin!" Ou Beichen left ruthlessly with a pair of crying dragon and Phoenix foetuses in his face.

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Five years later, an international flight landed smoothly.

In the bustling airport, a tall and graceful woman with elegant makeup can't hide her delicate facial features. She has long flax curly hair, soft and elegant. She has all kinds of manners and temperament.

Around her, a pair of 5-year-old little brothers and sisters carved in powder and jade make her a beautiful scenery in the crowd.

Returning to his hometown, Xia Zhichu looked at a pair of children gently and inevitably fell into memories.

Five years ago, when ou Beichen entered the maternity room, she had already given birth to her little daughter. After asking Wang Xiaozi to hide her little daughter, she pierced her acupoints with a silver needle to cause corpse syncope, which successfully left her little daughter with her.

Then, in order to avoid the eyelid around Beichen, she went to Italy with her little daughter in her arms.

In Italy, she met a mysterious man. They reached an agreement. She adopted his son for less than 100 days. He provided her with all the conveniences.

So she was surrounded by a son and a daughter, who announced the birth of dragon and Phoenix. The boy named his brother Xia Xingchen. The girl named Xia Xingyang as her sister.

She loves them very much, but this can't alleviate her yearning for another pair of twins, so this time, she will take back the lost twins from Ou Beichen!

Thinking of this, Xia Zhichu's eyes twinkled with resolute eyes.

Suddenly, a strong arm stopped Xia Zhichu.

She stopped and looked suspiciously at the old man in his 50s. His face was full of flesh, his hair was sparse, his black T-shirt was naked, his arms were tattooed with cyan, and behind him were more than a dozen men. They were dyed with colorful hair and stood askew, which made the Jianghu very angry.

"What's up?" Xia Zhichu asked.

The old man looked at Xia Zhichu and said obscene, "beauty, do you want a husband? As long as you speak, I'll be tonight!"

A group of men behind him laughed.

Xia Zhichu was used to such rotten peach blossoms. Before she opened her mouth, a childish and teasing words rang.

"I am the father. Since you claim to be my mommy's father, why should you be my mommy's husband? It sounds disrespectful and annoying! I don't agree to chase my mommy!"

The talking little boy is dressed in a black sportswear, with clear and meaningful eyebrows and a sense of wisdom inconsistent with his age, such as the little prince coming out of the cartoon, with noble temperament.

The old man saw that he was scolded by a little boy. He couldn't hang on his face. Just about to get angry, another sweet voice rang.

"Brother, but I think love between the old and the young is very popular now. Grandpa and Mommy are a good match." the talking little girl is wearing a white T-shirt, a green cake skirt, combing Nezha's head, flashing long eyelashes, and the aura in her eyes is about to overflow.

Xia Zhichu smiled and said nothing. She looked at the stars and knew that the strange babies were going to start tricking the rude old man.

Sure enough, the star said seriously, "where's a good match? Mommy likes strong men. He's an old man and can carry others to fight 20 punches?"