……

Three minutes later, Yan Jianan came out of the bedroom in her pajamas.

Aunt Lin had already slept, and she went back to her room after lulling Yan Jiannan to sleep, but Yan Jiannan didn't fall asleep at all, and he got up as soon as Aunt Lin left.

After playing with toys in the bedroom for a while, I felt bored, and after playing games for a while, I still felt bored, and I thought that if Xiangxiang accompanied him, it would never be boring.

Just thinking about it, the lights of the car downstairs turned on, and after a few steps, he ran out to take a look, and saw Xu Moqi driving his father's car to send his father back.

In Yan Jianan's impression, except for Uncle Xing Hui, his father would not make a car driven by others, and except for Xiangxiang, his father would not let other women get into his car.

In the past, when she was in the United States, Xu Moqi always went to her home in New York, went several times a month, cooked for them, and sometimes went to school with Suzanne to pick her up...... Yan Jianan actually knew in his heart that pleasing him was mainly to please Brother Sen, because Brother Sen loved his son very much, and if he wanted to marry him, he must first have the potential to be a stepmother.

But Yan Jianan doesn't like Xu Moqi to be his stepmother, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, there is no reason.

If Xu Moqi didn't have that kind of thought, Yan Jianan wouldn't hate her at all, but if she thought about his father, he wouldn't be happy.

So far, apart from his own mother, the only woman Yan Jianan can look up to is Qiao Xiang.

Yan Jianan ran to the staircase to wait for Yan Ruisen, Yan Ruisen came up from downstairs, Yan Jianan opened his arms to block his way, "Brother Sen, are you in love?" ”

Yan Ruisen frowned at him, "What time is it, and you haven't gotten to sleep for me yet?" ”

Yan Jianan scratched his head and made an excuse, "I got up to pee and saw Xu Moqi sending you back." ”

Yan Ruisen smiled faintly, "You are also a strange person, do you want to pee on the balcony?" ”

“……”

Yan Jianan couldn't refute, touched his head and followed him, complaining as he walked, "I don't like her, I don't want her to be my stepmother, if you get along with her, I won't go back to this home." ”

Yan Ruisen listened, walked in front and ignored him, but there was a faint voice in his heart saying, who do you like, who do you want to be your mother? Is it her? Yan Jianan, you don't know her.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Yan Jiannan blocked Yan Ruisen's way, pouting, a little angry, and a little afraid of being beaten, but no matter how afraid he was of being beaten, he had to say, "Brother Sen, I don't want Xu Moqi to be my stepmother, I want Xiangxiang, you and Xiangxiang can make peace, I just like Xiangxiang......"

Yan Ruisen stood in place expressionlessly, his eyes were deep, he looked at Yan Jianan's small mass in front of him, and his heart was infinitely soft.

I can't help but think of that seven-month-old child.

If the child is still there, he should be as old as Canaan.

In fact, Yan Jianan was very worried after saying these words, because he interfered in the affairs of adults, which was very ignorant and impolite, and he felt that Brother Sen would scold him and beat him when he was angry.

But no.

In two small glances, he saw his father slowly squatting down, and his cold eyes became gentle.

The warm palm gently pressed on his shoulder, and Yan Jianan heard his hoarse voice saying, "Jianan, I won't find you a stepmother, just have me with you." ”

"Daddy......"

Yan Jianan opened his mouth, but he was already hugged by Yan Ruisen, and Tong Yin asked in a low voice, "You still like Xiangxiang, right?" ”

No response.

Yan Jianan understands his father, and if he doesn't respond, he usually acquiesces.

Yan Jianan sighed in her heart, "I like her, why don't you want her?" ”

"Dad, are you arguing a lot? Or, did Xiangxiang do something wrong that made you very angry? Can you forgive her, because I really like her. ”

Yan Ruisen didn't answer Yan Jianan's any more, the little guy followed him all the way, and after saying this and that, when Yan Ruisen was not serious, Yan Jiannan was not afraid of him at all, and said what he thought of.

It's a little ink, it's a little noisy, but it's a good thing to have him on a night like this.

……

Yan Ruisen came out of the shower, and Yan Jianan was already asleep in his bed.

Wiped his hair with a dry towel, stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at the small lump on the bed, and looked at it for a while before he came back to his senses.

Too many people say that Yan Jianan, when he was young, how can he be like him, two people who are not related by blood at all, but as Yan Jiananan grows up, even Yan Ruisen himself, occasionally looking at his small facial features in a daze, will also have that kind of thought: Yan Jianan, too similar to him.

Yan Jiannan slept with him tonight, and he didn't plan to take him back to the children's room. said that boys can't be coquettish, but in fact, he has connived at Yan Jianan too much.

The phone rang at this time.

The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock in the evening, and most of the people who could find him at this time were not on official business.

It was from Hong Kong that called, Yan Ruisen glanced at it and picked it up, "Lao Gui." ”

"Sir, there is one thing that I think I should tell you after thinking about it."

"You say."

Yan Ruisen walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette for himself.

"That's right, yesterday a very beautiful young lady came over, and she had the key to the house."

As soon as Lao Gui said this, Yan Ruisen thought that there was no one else except Qiao Xiang.

Yan Ruisen didn't say anything, only squinted, looking at the night sky in the distance and slowly puffing out white smoke.

Lao Gui explained the matter in detail over there, and finally told Yan Ruisen, "She gave me the key and said that she would never come again." ”

"I see." Yan Ruisen said.

"Sir......"

"Anything else?"

"Sir, that young lady is ......"

In the face of Lao Gui's inquiry, Yan Ruisen was silent for almost a minute, and then told him in a calm tone, "It's Mrs." ”

"Huh?"

"If you see her again next time, give her back the key."

"Okay."

Yan Ruisen hung up the phone, and the cigarette was already halfway over.

With the moon in the distance, this night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Yan Ruisen has been sleeping very poorly recently, and when he closes his eyes, he can always think of Qiao Xiang.

Leaving her alone from his home in New York that day, he was angry in his heart, he couldn't accept that fact, he couldn't forgive Qiao Xiang, but he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't accept it, he couldn't forgive, probably because he loved her too much.

He told Lao Gui Qiaoxiang that he was Mrs. Yan, which did not mean that he had forgiven her.

It's because he knows himself too well, except for Qiao Xiang in this life, there is probably no woman who can be the mistress of that house.

……

Early the next morning, Hong Kong.

Qiao Xiang woke up late, and as soon as he pushed open the bedroom door and came out, he smelled the smell of fried eggs in the kitchen.

Probably because she had just woken up, she didn't realize that there was another person in the family for a while.

When she saw Wei Xiao busy in the kitchen, she was a little stunned.

"I bought preserved egg lean porridge, sandwiches, and fried poached eggs for you."

Wei Xiao turned his head to look at Qiao Xiang and smiled, he was good-looking, and his smile was also good-looking, like a spring breeze, Qiao Xiang originally felt that he was too casual with her, and he was a little angry, and his smile made her angry all gone.

"Aren't you penniless, where did you get the money to buy these?" Qiao Xiang asked him.

He walked over and put his hand on the wall, looked at her condescendingly, and then raised his chin to the table behind her, "Where is your wallet?" ”

“……”

Qiao Xiang turned his head, and sure enough, he saw his wallet.

She must have forgotten to take it to her room after she came back yesterday, and she blamed herself for being too alert.

Qiao Xiang took the wallet and was about to go back to the bedroom, but Wei Xiao came up with a spatula to block her.

"Qiao Xiang, Qiao of overseas Chinese, Xiang of Xiangxi, your name is quite good."

This person took her money and forgot it, and by the way, he also looked at her documents.

Qiao Xiang pursed his lips and endured his anger, frowning and glaring at him.

Wei Xiao realized that he was rude, a little embarrassed, and scratched his head, "Sorry, I just looked at it because I was curious, and I put it back after reading it." ”

Seeing that Qiao Xiang's eyebrows gradually loosened, he knew that she was discouraged.

"And we are very fateful, we were born in the same year, the same month and the same day.

Just keep making it up!

Qiao Xiang was really annoyed, he always felt that it was really unpleasant for such a big man to live with her, and he was about to ask her when she would leave, but he smiled and said, "I still like to call you rich." ”

After speaking, he pointed to the dining table and said good-naturedly, "Go and sit down, you can eat immediately." ”

Seeing that Wei Xiao went to the kitchen to serve eggs, Qiao Xiang stood still, didn't say anything, and walked to the dining table to sit down.

……

"You said your home is in Huicheng?"

"Huh?"

During the meal, Qiao Xiang asked Wei Xiao, Wei Xiao bit a sandwich in his mouth, and stared at Qiao Xiang innocently and clearly with a pair of big eyes.

Qiao Xiang couldn't stand his little eyes, so he opened his eyes and changed his words, "I'll book you a ticket home, you go back quickly, so as to save yourself from being charged for debts again." ”

"You really believe it." Wei Xiao laughed.

Qiao Xiang gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, he knew that you were lying.

"It's true that I failed to invest with my friends, but I wasn't chased for debts."

Wei Xiao drank all the preserved egg and lean porridge in the bowl, put away the previous squirming face, and told Qiao Xiang in 1510, "But I don't want to go back, our family, my dad looks down on me the most, and I want to let him know that I am bankrupt in Hong Kong, and I don't know what ugly words I will say." ”

"Then I have to go home, no matter how ugly the words are, it's your father anyway."

"Forget it, I almost suspect that I wasn't born to him."

Wei Xiao sighed, put his head in his hands on the back of the chair, sighed and told Qiao Xiang about the things in their family, Qiao Xiang just listened, I don't know which sentence is true and which is false, but when Wei Xiao said these things, his expression didn't look like he was making it up.

Qiao Xiang believed it first.

"Anyway, you have no relatives here now, and you don't have any money, it's not a way to go on like this, I'll book you a ticket and you go home, and one day you will make a comeback."

"You're still going to drive me away!"

Wei Xiao stood up suddenly, and the spoon sounded so loudly in the bowl, "I said that if I don't go back, I won't go back, I met someone unladylike before, and when I have a chance, I will ......"

"Stop."

Qiao Xiang motioned for him to sit down, Wei Xiao glanced at her, and sat down obediently.

After he sat down honestly, Qiao Xiang said, "I don't think you are like a businessman, you can have fun, you really want to do business, just go to your father's company to work for a few years first, and then talk about it after you have experience." ”

Wei Xiao couldn't listen to others telling him to go to his father's company, he told Qiao Xiang about the situation at home, Qiao Xiang still said this, which made him a little angry, so he slapped the table, "You don't care about my business!" ”