Chapter 658 Can I Call You Shaohui?

"So, that's how it happened."

In the quiet and empty living room, there are large green broad-leaf potted plants. In front of the potted plants is a set of very elegant dark fabric sofas. Xia Ling is wearing a white dress, sitting on the sofa, holding a celadon tea cup. Add tea. Opposite her, there was a man sitting. His expensive Armani shirt was worn in a mess, one button was buttoned crookedly, and the sleeves were half rolled up. He had a grumpy look on his face, which was a bit scary.

"Ye Xingling, are you crazy?!" Lin Yunan opened his mouth and scolded her, "How old are you this year? Twenty-four years old? You haven't been in love and married yet, and you want to adopt a child to be a mother? Have you considered the fans? How do we feel? Do you still want to be in the entertainment industry?!"

"I……"

"What are you?! Send that child away quickly, quickly!" Lin Yunan said loudly.

Xia Ling said: "I won't send him away. I want to adopt this child. I'm not discussing it with you, I'm just informing you. Lin Yunan, you can either go through the procedures for me, or I can find someone else to handle it."

Lin Yunan looked at her as if she were a monster, "Oh, my dear, you are now a queen, your wings are strong, and your confidence is getting stronger?" He suddenly stood up and pointed at her, "You, you are so good... ...Ah, you brought me a child after not seeing each other for a few days, it’s really... it really pisses me off!”

He just wanted to throw the table. He had led so many artists, but he had never led anyone who acted as unconventionally as she did. But so what? He can only bear it all over again! After so many years of cooperation, Lin Yunan has long known the temper of his artist. Although he usually looks quite good, once he decides what to do, even ten cows can't get him back.

He walked around the room angrily for a few steps, forcing himself to calm down, and then said: "Okay, I'll help you go through the formalities, but you let me see the child." He turned around and wanted to publish a public relations draft, a series of Plotting, getting fans to accept that kid.

Xia Ling understood what he meant, nodded, and called the child.

The little boy was playing in the small garden and was covered in mud. Xia Ling had long given up on taking care of him. This kid, for some reason, liked small animals so much. He ran out to find the kitten without paying attention. The little dog squirrel played the game and enjoyed it very much.

So, the first thing Lin Yunan saw was a dirty little thing.

A small face and hands covered with dirt, and a pair of small shoes whose color cannot be distinguished. Lin Yunan was also drunk and turned to look at Xia Ling: "Bai Fumei, who has a net worth of more than 10 billion, is this how you raise your children?"

How could this little thing have the slightest bit of aristocratic style?

Just a little beggar on the side of the road!

Xia Ling raised her chin proudly: "I like it." She glanced at Lin Yunan again and said, "I can raise my child however I want. You are not allowed to talk about him, do you hear me?"

Lin Yunan: "...Well, we haven't gone through the adoption procedures yet, and it's just your child. Damn it, did I owe you in my previous life? Not only do I have to be busy for you, but I also have to be busy for this little guy. Queen!" He looked at the little boy with disgust, "Hey, what's your name?"

The little boy looked at him dumbly and didn't speak.

"Ask you something!" Lin Yunan became even more irritable.

"Don't hurt him!" Xia Ling held the child in her arms.

Lin Yunan is going crazy...

The little boy raised his head from Xia Ling's arms and said softly, "I can't tell you my name."

Lin Yunan really wanted to slap him...

Seeing Lin Yunan's unkind expression, Xia Ling quickly smoothed things over: "He probably really can't tell you, and he didn't even tell me. I don't know his name either."

"What about the adoption procedures? There has to be a name." Lin Yunan had given up talking to the dirty little guy. Is that little guy stupid? I don't even know my own name. He said directly to Xia Ling, "Let's do this. You name him one so that he can register."

Xia Ling had been thinking about this issue for the past few days. At this time, she lowered her head slightly when she heard Lin Yunan mention it.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yunan was impatient, "Think quickly."

"What do you think..." Xia Ling was silent for a long time, letting the child rub herself in the mud, and then she said softly, "How about calling her Shaohui?" That was the name of her dead child.

"I know, this is very selfish," she added, "but, I don't know why, but I feel that this name suits him very well, and..." Moreover, she misses Shaohui so much.

Lin Yunan also fell silent.

Only the child, as if he didn't know what they were talking about, was playing with the pearl accessories on Xia Ling's clothes happily.

After a long time, Lin Yunan said: "What's your last name? Pei?" There was a subtle sarcasm in his voice. If Pei Ziheng knew that the name of his noble eldest son and heir was used on such a dirty child who could speak with a lisp, he would probably Will it crash?

Xia Ling rubbed the child's hair: "The surname is Ye."

Today, she does not intend to marry either Pei Ziheng or Li Lei, and this child belongs to her completely, and it is the best choice to follow her surname in this life.

"Finally you still have some brains." Lin Yunan sneered coldly and stood up, "Just wait and see, I'll go through the formalities."

After finishing speaking, he left Xia Ling's house.

Lin Yunan was extremely efficient and finished everything in a short time.

The child was officially named "Ye Shaohui" and adopted by her. The public relations department of Feng Qianshang's company told the world about this incident, causing an uproar. Some said she was full of kindness, while others said she was despicable and that it was unfair to the child to use other children as a substitute for her dead child.

Fortunately, with Lin Yunan's efforts, the situation is under control.

The paparazzi, who had been silent for a long time, became active again, chasing her and swarming her to ask her about the child. She always smiled and said, "He is a very cute child, very clinging to me, and I like him very much."

Although he said this, he never took Shaohui out to show his face.

She didn't know what kind of family environment Shaohui grew up in before he was adopted, but judging from the way he was having fun playing in the mud, he probably wasn't from a celebrity family. If a child who is not often exposed to the camera suddenly has to face a 360-degree media group, she is afraid that he will not adapt.

take it easy.

She will patiently accompany him to grow up and give him a wonderful childhood.

However, outside curiosity only intensified.

Even Li Lei came to see her.

On a midsummer night, the sky is filled with stars.

Xia Ling finished an announcement and came out of the TV station. She saw a man standing behind a small flower bed on the roadside, with one hand in his trouser pocket and looking up at the night sky. The faint starlight outlines his sexy and charming profile. The outline is very deep, as handsome as a sculpture, and very familiar...