Fleeing while pregnant: A billionaire CEO goes crazy chasing his wife

Chapter 441



Chapter 441

After the engagement banquet started, Yin Zhaoxue came on stage to thank her relatives. When she talked about her mother, Cui Ling's eyes lit up.

She was about to step forward when Xia Shi kindly pulled her back.

"The Lu family invited her biological mother, Zheng Qingqing."

Having helped organize an engagement party, Xia Shi was particularly clear about the ceremony.

When Cui Ling heard this, his expression changed instantly.

She clearly remembered that Yin Zhaoxue told her personally yesterday that Zheng Qingqing would not come and she would appear in front of the public as Yin Zhaoxue's mother.

Cui Ling thought Xia Shi was lying to her, but then she saw Zheng Qingqing with short hair and standard uniform appearing in front of everyone, walking towards Yin Zhaoxue.

Zheng Qingqing is average-looking, but she is capable and shrewd, something that a pampered beauty like Cui Ling does not have.

Zheng Qingqing is also well-known internationally. When she comes, Yin Zhaoxue's eyes are filled with admiration and pride.

Instead of being perfunctory with Gu Ya, she only regarded Zheng Qingqing as her only mother.

"Mom, I knew you would come."

Yin Zhaoxue hugged her directly.

There was a deep love between mother and daughter on the stage. Cui Ling, who had just told everyone in the audience that Yin Zhaoxue was his daughter, looked particularly bad.

Someone whispered.

"Isn't Yin Zhaoxue's father Yin Shichao? Then isn't her mother Cui Ling?"

"Yes, she told us just now that she is Yin Zhaoxue's mother."

"What do you know? Cui Ling is Yin Zhaoxue's stepmother. Yin Zhaoxue gave her father some face and called her mom. Do you really think she is her mother?"

"What should we do? We just gave Yin Zhaoxue's mother all the gifts we planned to give her. We shouldn't take them back now, right?"

"It's not Yin Zhaoxue's biological mother. Of course we have to take it back. It's Yin Zhaoxue we want to please, not her stepmother..."

The chatter in the crowd made Cui Ling even more embarrassed.

Xia Shi stood beside her, looking at her embarrassment and couldn't help but sympathize.

She asked: "If I were not hearing-impaired at birth, would you treat me the same as Yin Zhaoxue now?"

Cui Ling came back to his senses and looked at her, with a complex look in his eyes.

In fact, she had to admit that Xia Shi had been very good since she was a child and was not inferior to Yin Zhaoxue at all. If it weren't for herself, Xia Shi would never be what she is now.

What's more important is that Xia Shi is really filial and sensible. When she was little, she would often find ways to make her happy, and would also tell all her classmates that she was her mother.

It's not like Zhaoxue, who coaxes herself on the surface, but in fact has already arranged for her biological mother.

but……

Cui Ling clenched his fist and said, "There is no comparison between you and Zhao Xue."

Xia Shi originally thought that he would no longer be heartbroken, but hearing this answer still made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if a cold wind had been forced into his chest.

After Cui Ling finished speaking, when he saw Yin Zhaoxue coming down from the stage, he immediately walked towards her and wanted to ask what happened.

Xia Shi watched her pass from a distance, standing together with Yin Zhaoxue, looking more like a mother and daughter than Zheng Qingqing.

She turned around and fixed Cui Ling's hair before returning to the banquet.

After taking a few steps, Xia Mu stood in front of her: "Sister, have you thought of how to get the Xia family's money back?"

Xia Shi didn't expect that he would have the nerve to ask himself, so he couldn't help but ask, "Do you think if you give money to others, they will return it to you?"

During this period, she handed over the task of investigating the stupid things Xia Mu had done back then to lawyer Jiang Mingche.

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