"Mr. Rong, you always call An Shi your wife, do you know that she is only eighteen years old this year, and it is not appropriate to call her unmarried, right?" An Xingyan was bent on suppressing him in his aura, so he found loopholes in his words.

When Rong Zhehao heard this, he smiled, "Dong An, forgot that Secretary Zhang asked you to borrow the household registration book last night?" ”

An Xingyan was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and last night they took away the household registration book just to ......

"Wait, today, Sunday, the Civil Affairs Bureau is not working." He retorted.

"I Rong Zhehao is doing things, do I need to divide working days? The director of the Civil Affairs Bureau personally brought someone to my home to help me handle it, and my wife was still sleeping at that time, and I couldn't bear to wake her up, and our marriage certificate only lacked a group photo. A lazy aura was scattered.

"Uh......" An Xingyan regretted that she just wanted to strangle herself, how could she forget the Rong family's ability to cover the sky with one hand.

"I'm packed, let's go." An Yan walked down from the upper floor, but his face was black.

When An Xingyan heard this, she was secretly surprised in her heart, she finally came down, and finally this great god was leaving.

Rong Zhehao saw An Yan frowning, very dissatisfied, and beckoned to her.

An Xian walked over and stood beside him.

"What's wrong? Out of sorts? Rong Zhehao pulled her to sit down beside him, very intimate.

She took out the group photo in the bag, I don't know who broke it, and the only photo she took with her mother when she was a child was also scratched.

Rong Zhehao glanced at it, then looked at An Xingyan and said, "Dong An, can you help my wife explain the reason." ”

When An Xingyan heard this, she just wanted to strangle An Wei, but she vented her anger and scratched this photo, but now she can only explain cheekily: "How do I know what's going on?" ”

Rong Zhehao suddenly stood up, took the broken photo frame in An Yan's hand, gently put it on the coffee table, looked at him and said, "An Dong, I want to see this group photo intact at this time tomorrow." ”

"What? How can I get it right? An Xingyan looked at the rotten photo and retorted, isn't this embarrassing for him?

"This has nothing to do with me, I only know that my wife is unhappy because of this matter, if An Dong can't do it, take An's enterprise to compensate." After Rong Zhehao finished speaking, he took An Yan's hand and was about to leave.

An Xingyan sighed.

Rong Zhehao suddenly thought of something and said: "Oh, by the way, I hope An Dong can treat Niuniu's biological mother in the nursing home well, if her old man has half a point difference, I will also hold An accountable." After he finished speaking, he saw An Xingyan's face darkened, but it had nothing to do with him, and he left with An Xingyan.

Secretary Zhang gave the address to send the photos and left.

An Yan walked outside the door, suddenly stopped, looked at Rong Zhehao, and asked, "How do you know that my mother is in the nursing home?" Suspicion was written on her face.

Rong Zhehao smiled, Tie Bi stretched out and wrapped her in his arms and said, "I came here today to support you, how can I not solve your worries?" Those people will definitely take revenge if they suffer a loss, I am by your side, they can't hurt you half a point, they must be going to attack your mother, I don't specify, how can they be afraid? His doting smile dazzled An Yan's eyes.

An Yan pulled his face and said, "So, you have investigated me during the time I was sleeping?" ”

Rong Zhehao sighed, held her slightly cool hand in the palm of his hand, and said softly: "I want to understand your past, I want to support you, I have no choice, I'm sorry." ”

Secretary Zhang and Rong Bo were hearing his words of sorry, and almost dropped their eyeballs to the ground, and the high-ranking Rong Zhehao said the word sorry for the first time in twenty-seven years of life.

An Xian looked at his sincere eyes, an omnipotent man was willing to grovel for himself, willing to whisper, Rao is no matter how hard her heart is, it will become soft around her fingers, for a while, her eyes are foggy, except for his mother, he should be the only person in the world who loves himself.

For a moment, all her strength turned into foam.

Rong Zhehao stretched out his hand and held her in his arms silently, his thin lips trembled, but he couldn't speak, and his big hand kept stroking her head.

An Xian suddenly thought of something, and said viciously: "In the future, if I find out that you have betrayed me, I will cut your life and root in the middle of the night while you are sleeping, so that you can no longer be a human being." She pretended to be vicious, but there were teardrops in the corners of her eyes, which was pitiful.

Rong Bo, who was standing on the side, and Secretary Zhang glanced at each other, and the two of them gasped, this An wanton relied on Rong Zhehao's favor to even dare to say this, really, a bit too much......

"Well, if one day, I betray you, and I am at your disposal." Rong Zhehao said.

"Huh?" Secretary Zhang and Rong Bo were looking at each other again, and the two of them couldn't help but sigh, it was not the scene they imagined that Rong Zhehao was angry with An.

An Xian then gave up and walked out with her.

"Don't come over yet." Rong Zhehao beckoned to her.

His own son Rong Bo was pursing his small mouth, his expression changed, he grinned and showed eight small teeth, and hugged An Yan's thighs.

"Drive."

Secretary Zhang trembled all over, pretending to ignore the tense atmosphere between the three of them.

The car started, and the three people sitting in the back seat were relatively speechless, and Rong Bozheng and Rong Zhehao sat on one side. Father and son stared at each other.

An shrunk his neck and leaned closer to Rong Bozheng's side, and the little guy immediately raised his little face and showed off to Rong Zhehao.

There was someone's strength in his waist, and his body turned away and fell into Rong Zhehao's arms.

"Daddy, you're cheating." Rong Bo is clasping his hands around his chest, accusing Rong Zhehao of forcibly abducting people like a little adult.

"Wife, tell my son, what are we doing?"

An was stunned, they didn't do anything.

"I don't know." An Yan looked depressed. It's really uncomfortable to be caught between this father and son.

Rong Bo was angry and didn't want to pay attention to him. Secretary Zhang saw the strange behavior of a family of three in the rearview mirror, and he inadvertently hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Secretary Zhang, what are you laughing at?"

Rong Bozheng's voice came from behind, Secretary Zhang was stunned, how could he say it again? I don't think I've laughed before.

"Back to the young master, I just remembered something interesting."

"Secretary Zhang, you have a lot of interesting things, when are you free to talk to me." Rong Bo said seriously.

The two people next to him, unscrupulously showing affection, almost soured his teeth, and he strongly protested. strongly condemned, his father is so shameless, he knows how to occupy Mommy.

"Mommy, I want to sleep." Rong Bo was yawning, and he couldn't seem to lift his eyelids.

Good boy, he's robbing women with him again. Before An Shi spoke, Rong Zhengzhe said word by word in his magnetic voice: "Son, you seemed to sleep alone when you were in the army, I heard that you performed very well, do you want to go back to further your studies?" ”

Rong Bo snorted coldly, and he knew that he would press him with this. There was no way, but he just ate this set, he leaned on the back seat and squinted, pretending to sleep, and sneaking a glance at An Xian from time to time.

"The air conditioner in the car is on, and it is easy to catch a cold after falling asleep." An wanton is going to pick up Rong Bozheng.

"Secretary Zhang, turn up the temperature of the air conditioner a little higher and turn on the hot air."

Rong Bo was so angry that he fell asleep. His father is ruthless, he is not allowed to be coquettish, and he is not allowed to hug, all kinds of rules are more troublesome than in the army.

Rong Zhehao disagreed with the way he treated his children, but this was someone else's child, she had no reason to intervene, and she broke free from Rong Zhehao's arms with dissatisfaction.

Seeing what she was thinking, Rong Zhehao looked at the child who fell asleep and began to explain to her, "You must cultivate his independence more, as a man, you can't be pampered." Just sleep, go to his own devices, just let them know that we love him. ”

An Shi nodded as if he didn't understand.

Reliving a lifetime, she needs a man like Rong Zhehao to be by her side, and she repeatedly warns herself not to fall into the gentle countryside woven by men, and to always be vigilant. The lessons of the previous life are profound enough to be repeated in this life.

An Yan leaned into the crook of the man's arm and thought about what to do next. Serve them in one pot, it is too cheap Yang Li's mother and daughter, they have to stay and play slowly, so that they can also experience the despair and humiliation she experienced in her previous life.

"Little goblin, why don't you sleep, what do you want to do when you move around?"

If she moves, does her breath move? An Yan struggled to leave the warm embrace, Rong Zhehao wrapped his arms around his waist and imprisoned her tightly.

"I'm hot." The air conditioner is hot, and when you are tied to your arms, you are about to heat up like a dog.

"Don't move." Rong Zhehao lowered his voice and said forbearingly.

After the night before yesterday, An Xian immediately understood what was going on, she obediently did not move, and pounced on Rong Zhehao in embarrassment. His abdomen was pressing against him somewhere.

Rong Zhehao endured all the way with a gloomy face, he hated to do it in the car, the fragrance of the tip of his nose teased his sensitive and fragile nerves from time to time, fortunately, he had strong self-control, hugged all the way, and did not make any deviant masters.

"Hurry up and drive back." Rong Zhehao lowered his voice and urged Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang was stunned, stepped on the accelerator, and the car instantly accelerated. Five minutes later, the car arrived at Jiuli Courtyard, Rong Zhehao personally opened the car door, picked up An Shi and walked to the house.

Secretary Zhang looked at Rong Bozheng, who was sleeping in the car, with a confused expression, and strongly suspected that Rong Zhehao had hugged the wrong person.

Hearing the sound of the car, the servant of the house waited at the door early to open the door for him.

"Send the little master back to his room to rest."

"Yes."

An buried his head in the crook of Rong Zhehao's arm, pretending to be sleeping, trying to find a hole to drill into. She was sleepy for a while, and Rong Zhehao took advantage of the loophole and hugged her back.

The sound of da-da, sounding rapidly, Rong Zhehao was going upstairs, and An Yan raised his head to look at the man.

The smooth chin has a good-looking amplitude, and when I look at Rong Zhehao from a mysterious angle, he is still as beautiful as an immortal. If you think about it carefully, how can there be an immortal who eats meat. It's clearly a hungry wolf.