378: Chapter 382 Father (1) 378: Chapter 382 Father (1) Furthermore, he parted his lips and asked with a sowhat deep voice, “Who are you?
How co you’re here?”
Jian Anning was at a loss for words.
This was Yu Zexiao’s hotel room, after all!
She was Yu Zexiao’s assistant; where else would she be if not here?
And who was this man who appeared out of nowhere?
She imdiately countered, “Sir, this is our hotel room.
If you do not leave and fail to clarify who you are, I will call the police!”
The man looked at her with so surprise and raised an eyebrow—this gesture gave her a very familiar sense of déjà vu, yet she couldn’t rember who it reminded her of.
He asked, “Your room?”
“If you don’t leave now, I’ll call the police!” she said, bending down to pick up her phone from the floor.
Just as she spoke, footsteps seed to approach from behind the man, and a black-haired head peeked out, “Uncle Yu.
Eh?
Miss Jian, what are you doing here?
Where is Zexiao?”
It was Yang Haoming!
Jian Anning was startled and imdiately said, “I just finished cooking and was waking Zexiao up—Uncle Yu?
You an?”
She looked dubiously at the tall and handso middle-aged man and asked dryly, “You couldn’t possibly be, Zexiao’s, father, could you?”
Uncle Yu—no, it should be Yu Jingxi—glanced at her briefly, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
It was Yang Haoming who smiled and said, “Yes, Miss Jian, this gentleman is the President of Huanyu Group, Zexiao’s father.
Uncle Yu, this is Zexiao’s assistant, responsible for his daily care.”
Only then did Yu Jingxi nod in acknowledgnt.
When they entered, they indeed saw the steaming lunch laid out on the table outside.
On entering, they also noticed that the room was neatly tidied and—there was none of the erotic patina that follows an intimate encounter between a man and a woman.
This woman, although dressed in simple ho attire, had clear and bright eyes and seed quite respectable.
There was nothing particularly striking about her; she really did not look like the type of woman who would have an affair with Yu Zexiao!
Fortunately, though Yu Zexiao lingered on her neck, his movents were gentle and light, leaving no marks.
Yu Jingxi, seeing that she wore no makeup, was simply dressed, and was not looking like so fem fatale, imdiately felt much more at ease—he was afraid his son would make trouble for him, perhaps bringing ho a dancer from a nightclub!
Over the years, he had cultivated a certain deanor.
After all, he had once faced near bankruptcy, and his wife had narrowly escaped death in a car accident.
Humiliated by joys and sorrows, his pride and capriciousness had gradually eroded over ti.
In recent years, his Huanyu Group had developed smoothly, his family was happy, and his relationship with his wife was harmonious.
It was as if he was riding the crest of success, reaching what could be considered the pinnacle for a man!
—Except for this troubleso son.
How should one put it, Yu Jingxi had once been equally naïve and arrogant.
However, his son Yu Zexiao was truly a chip off the old block!
Ever since he was born, because he was so good-looking, he was mistaken for a girl countless tis, which greatly irritated him.
He had once wanted to give Yu Zexiao a little sister, but the doctors said Shen Lanxiao’s health would not permit another child.
He reluctantly put up with it, tolerating his son, who was too much like himself (though Yu Jingxi didn’t think so).
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