C3 You Are My Father
Five years later.
At the British airport, Xia Xingcheng stared at the two return tickets in her hands, unable to focus for a long time.
She had been in the country for five years and hadn't even made a phone call to her family.
Her father treated her like dead and had never cared about her life. If it wasn't for the engagement between Xia Xingyan and Xu Hao, he might not have even thought of her existence.
Xia Xingcheng's heart had no attachment to that piece of land that had been separated from her for many days. All her feelings were erased on that night when she was expelled.
She didn't want to come back and see the people who had hurt her, but she couldn't stand her father's threats on the phone.
If she did not obey her father's orders, he could attack her elderly grandmother at any time.
Her grandmother was the closest person in the world to her. She had wanted to send her grandmother abroad to spend the rest of her life abroad, but she couldn't resist the old lady's desire to be with her dead wife and daughter. She had no choice but to obey her.
If it wasn't for her grandmother, she probably wouldn't want to come back for the rest of her life. She couldn't afford to lose the old man.
"Mommy, Mommy."
She looked down and saw a four year old boy lightly tugging at the corner of her clothes. He reminded her in a serious tone, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off."
At the same time, on the other side of the VIP entrance, a tall man in a suit was striding towards the boarding gate with a cold expression. Behind him were two burly bodyguards.
Xia Xingcheng bought first-class tickets. She often had headaches and was afraid of making a racket. As soon as she got on the plane, she covered herself with a blanket and closed her eyes to take a nap.
Xiaobao was this boy's nickname. Seeing that his mother wasn't feeling well, he actually eagerly went to get her water. She was only four years old, but she was already as sensible as a young adult. In return, she had to take care of herself.
Xiaobao ran over with a glass of water. However, just as he reached the cabin door, he bumped into a man who had just stepped into the plane. The glass in his hand wobbled, and the water spluttered from it, wetting his shoes and the legs of his trousers.
Sheng Yeting lowered his head and looked at the water stains on his body. He instantly frowned in displeasure: "What are you doing? Don't you know how to watch the road properly?"
"I'm sorry, I was careless." Xiaobao had to hold the cup and apologize repeatedly. When he raised his head and saw the other party's appearance, he was immediately stunned, "I …"
He was a big man, with thick, strong shoulders, just like he remembered his father.
His lips quivered. The more he looked at Sheng Yeting, the more he felt that the man in front of him was exceptionally familiar. He was stunned for two seconds, then excitedly hugged Sheng Yeting's leg and shouted, "Daddy!"
The two bodyguards behind Sheng Yeting were completely shocked by the scene in front of them. The two of them had been with each other for so long, but it was their first time seeing someone so intimate with Sheng Yeting, not to mention that Sheng Yeting was still a wet behind the ears.
Sheng Yeting's expression instantly turned ugly. He reached out his hand to push away the little hand that was hugging him away and said coldly, "Don't randomly call out your father. I'm not your father."
Xiaobao stared at his face and answered with certainty, "You are my dad, why did you abandon me and Mommy …"
The more he said, the more he felt wronged. He pouted his small mouth and put on a pitiful look.
When the passengers beside them heard this, they immediately looked over in curiosity.
Xia Xingcheng could no longer sleep after the commotion. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the noise, only to find her son standing in the middle of the crowd, holding onto the leg of an unfamiliar man.
"Sorry, sorry." She immediately stood up and walked forward. Embarrassed, she reached out to pull the child's hand, "Xiaobao, hurry and let go of your hand."
Strangely, her family's children had always been sensible and obedient, listening to her words more than anyone else.
Today, she didn't know what had happened. No matter how she tried to persuade him, Xiaobao was grabbing onto the leg of that strange man's pants. Xiaobao bit his lips in an aggrieved manner and refused to let go.
Sheng Yeting was a cold person. However, when he looked at the child's pitiful appearance, he felt that it was difficult to bear it.
Xia Xingcheng and Sheng Yeting exchanged a glance before Xia Xingcheng forcefully pulled Xiaobao's hand away and carried the child back to her seat.
After the farce just now, Xiaobao's mood was clearly quite low.
Xia Xingcheng felt her heart ache when she saw him like this. In the past, she hadn't seen this kid looking for his father. She didn't know what was going on today as he hugged a stranger's leg and kept calling out for his father.
"Xiaobao, what happened to you just now?" She reached out and gently ruffled the hair on the child's forehead. "Why do you call him Daddy?" she asked softly.
The child looked up and blinked at her. "He is my father, I can feel him!"