An An grabbed the tail of the bear's pajamas, blinked innocently with big eyes, and walked towards Jing Shuying's room: "Is that mustard?" I thought it was matcha sauce! ”

Chu Zhiyaojun's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth and pulled his tie: "You come over to me!" The big hand stretched out, but it was empty, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the little guy arrogantly hiding in Jing Shuying's bedroom, poking out a hairy head, "Dad, you're going to be late for work." Also, being angry makes people age, and you are so irritable that you will make your mother sleep. ”

Chu Zhiyao's dark eyes sank, and he was about to teach this abrasive stinky boy a hard lesson, when the call from the special assistant urging him to hold a meeting came as scheduled. He sneered, turned around and left with a stomach full of anger: "I'll clean you up when I come back." ”

An An made a grimace at him and turned back proudly, but saw Jing Shuying rubbing her sleepy eyes and staring at him, with a helpless expression: "An An, are you playing a prank again?" ”

She scooped up her son and held it in her arms, staring at the unfamiliar room, and was in a trance for a moment.

got married, moved and lived together, and chose a school for An An, but in half a day, Chu Zhiyao got it all, and she still has a little unreal. However, every morning, she is woken up by the movement of the father and son, and pulls her back to reality.

An An pouted, and her big eyes flashed cutely: "I'm fighting for my mother, who let him threaten you that day?" ”

"Come less." Jing Shuying poked her son's head, but her eyes were full of doting, "You like him very much, right?" ”

To outsiders, the little guy is always extra gentlemanly and polite, but in fact he is an alternative alienation and maturity different from his peers. And Chu Zhiyao only got along with him for a few days, and in front of his father, he rarely showed his naughtiness and liveliness for children.

The little guy was awkwardly buried in her arms, and the urn said angrily: "No, he has such a bad temper, I don't like it!" ”

Jing Shuying touched her son's head, and she had mixed feelings in her heart: It seems that her choice is right. An An needs the love and care of her father, and the role of parents is indispensable for every child.

After breakfast, the driver took An An to school. Jing Shuying sent him to the car, and waved goodbye after repeated instructions, and the corners of her lips couldn't help showing a pleasant smile.

With Chu Zhiyao here, it was like an invisible mountain, giving her and An An to rely on, and the burden on her shoulders instantly lightened a lot.

Jing Shuying returned to the room with a smile, cleaned up and prepared to go to work, just opened the door, but saw a fashionably dressed celebrity daughter standing at the door, as if she was about to ring the doorbell.

She slapped the other party in the face quietly, and smiled softly: "Miss, may I ask if you have something?" ”

Bai Yue carried the new bag of Chanel's limited series, deliberately bumped into Jing Shuying, and entered the door arrogantly, but turned around and showed a standard celebrity smirk at her: "You, is Jing Shuying?" ”

Coming for her?

"That's right." Jing Shuying raised her eyebrows, closed the door quietly and turned around, with a polite smile between her eyebrows: "May I ask who you are?" ”

"You don't have to know who I am." Bai Yue glanced her up and down, and saw that she was dressed in an ordinary way, and she didn't even have a collection of tens of thousands, and she couldn't help but show a touch of contempt between her eyebrows, "One million, get out of here immediately." ”

Jing Shuying frowned, a little disgusted by her arrogant and domineering posture: "With a million 'roll', this kind of elegant art, can you demonstrate it?" ”

"What right do you have to drive me away? A wild girl who came out of nowhere thought she had succeeded when she entered the house by herself? Bai Yue snorted, revealing obvious arrogance and disdain under her fair and delicate makeup.

The more angry she became, the more indifferent Jing Shuying became: "Just because I'm Jing Shuying here, and you're just a nameless passerby at best." She lowered her head to get her phone, and her tone was serious, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police." ”

"You!" Bai Yue has always been spoiled, but she doesn't know what dignity is when she stalks Chu Zhiyao, how can she allow the woman who snatched Chu Zhiyao to have the upper hand?

She was in a hurry, stepped on her high heels and rushed towards Jing Shuying menacingly, snatched her mobile phone, and slapped her with her backhand: "Get out!" ”

Jing Shuying was unprepared for a while, and she was slapped alive, her originally gentle and quiet eyebrows and eyes suddenly became sharp, her little hand held Bai Yue's arm fiercely, and she was about to fight back, when a familiar footstep sounded at the door.

Chu Zhiyao is back!

Jing Shuying's eyebrows flashed with displeasure, she covered her face and turned back, and said coldly as usual: "This young lady, do you know?" ”

The wicked man of Baiyue sued first, rubbed his wrist and rushed over to coquettishly: "Zhiyao, this woman is so bold......"

Chu Zhiyao quickly dodged away, and let Bai Yue, who had no time to brake, fall to the ground, without looking at her, walked quickly to Jing Shuying's side, and gently rubbed her cheek with her big hand, and the wind and clouds at the bottom of her eyes changed: "She hit you?" ”

Jing Shuying pursed her lips and didn't say a word, but took a step back slightly, avoiding his hand.

Bai Yue gritted her teeth and got up from the ground, stomped her feet, and said angrily: "Zhiyao, how are you-"

"Butler." Chu Zhiyao turned around suddenly, her eyes seemed to be carrying the cold Siberian wind, blowing towards Bai Yue like a knife, stabbing the ground The rest of her words were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't say half a word, and she was so frightened that her legs and feet weakened, "Zhiyao, don't be angry." I ......"

He was actually angry with that woman?

Is this still the angry business god?

Chu Zhiyao rushed to the housekeeper who hurried behind him and ordered, "Throw her out." ”

Bai Yue was held down by the butler's arm, and her face changed: "Zhiyao! ”

Chu Zhiyao said word by word: "Remember, it's thrown out." After a pause, he lifted his eyelids, "You will pay for this slap." ”

The housekeeper had never seen him so angry, and hurriedly threw Bai Yue, who was struggling, out of the door, and refreshed his cognition of this Jing Shuying person again in his heart, and his eyes were a lot more respectful.

In the living room, Jing Shuying quietly lifted her eyelids and glanced at the man who was full of anger, although there was a trace of coldness, but when she thought of him defending herself so much, she couldn't help but feel good in her heart, and whispered awkwardly: "Actually, it's not that serious." ”

Unexpectedly, Chu Zhiyao suddenly turned around and entered the room, with a clear background, as if dyed with anger.

Jing Shuying blinked, a little at a loss: Is this angry? Is it obviously her who was slapped?

Jing Shuying's eyebrows frowned, and after a while, she saw him open the door and come out, carrying the medicine box in his hand, and dragged her straight to his side, with a commanding tone: "Sit down, don't move." ”

The man's warm fingertips fell on the red and swollen area, Jing Shuying couldn't help but gasp, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously: "It hurts......"

The delicate snort, the well-behaved look, and the usually cold little woman are like two people.

It was like a feather scratching the tip of Chu Zhiyao's heart, itchy, and he couldn't scratch it, and the movements in his hand couldn't help but lighten up: "I'll lighten it." ”

Keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon is like this.

It's itching.