Jiang Yichen pinched the fingertips of the document tightly, and lowered his eyes to remove the look in his eyes.

Su Yue snorted, counting his acquaintance, he didn't come to touch her moldy head.

She promised that if he said anything more now, she would bite him to death!

He stepped forward, reached for his laptop on the other side of his desk, and quickly turned away.

Jiang Yichen only felt that the aroma of shower gel wafted through the tip of his nose, and his throat was inexplicably tight.

The door to the study was slammed shut again, and the footsteps outside were far away, and then he exhaled heavily.

The vague scent seemed to linger on the tip of his nose, stirring his nerves.

Jiang Yichen took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

I stared at the document in front of me for a long time, but I didn't read a word.

A little irritably, he raised his hand and tugged at his neckline hard, and snapped the document in his hand shut.

On the other side, Su Yue returned to the bedroom and took a look at the Internet first.

What happened in H City, Jiang Jiaqi and they should have made people publicize, and basically they can't see any information anymore, and the only thing left is a photo of her and Jiang Yichen holding hands, and there are rainbow farts underneath, fancy praise for their good relationship between husband and wife.

It's nothing to look at, just × it off.

Open the software and start drawing.

I was busy until late at night, and I don't know when I fell asleep directly with my notebook.

When the alarm clock was set up in the morning, Su Yue glanced at the laptop and the quilt on her body in a bit of confusion, and couldn't remember when she did this last night.

Thinking of her arrangements today, I was busy getting up and washing.

Then I went to the cloakroom and carefully selected a jumpsuit to change into.

The jumpsuit showed that her already tall figure was getting more and more upright, and the eyes of those who looked at it lit up.

When they went downstairs, Jiang Jiaqi and Jiang Yichen hadn't gone to the company yet, and when they saw her dress, even Jiang Jiaqi couldn't help but praise her.

At the dinner table, she said that she was going to fly to country F today.

Spending money flying around all day long was probably Su Yue's routine operation in the past, and Jiang Jiaqi and them did not have any accidents.

"Yichen, let Lao Sun apply for route arrangements." Jiang Jiaqi commanded.

"Hmm." Jiang Yichen answered and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

After he finished calling, Su Yue put down the utensils in his hand, "Dad, Yichen's injuries and I have healed, so we won't stay here to disturb the two-person world of you and Aunt Zhou."

It just so happens that I have a vacant suite on the Hanhai Qingyu side, and I want to find time to move there. ”

She had specially checked before, and Su Yue's personal property and real estate were still quite amazing.

Over the years, Jiang Jiaqi has given her seven figures of pocket money every time, even if she really divorces Jiang Yichen, she is definitely a little rich woman.

What's more, there is also the income from YS, and each of her designs is basically eight figures.

Jiang Jiaqi picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and glanced between her and Jiang Yichen, "Don't bother, you all move out, the house is a little deserted."

The second child has come back less, so you can live here for the time being.

When I give birth to a grandson, the family will be lively, the grandson will stay, and you can go back to your two-person world. ”