Her husband's attitude was even tougher than she imagined, Zhao Yiyan pursed her lips, wondering how to tell him?

"Husband, you can't be angry as I said just now, you listen to me first." Zhao Yiyan's little hand went out with you and smoothed Li Tingchen's breathing, and deliberately nodded on his chest, and the ambiguous little movements fell in Li Tingchen's eyes, and every minute was the rhythm of ignition.

Li Tingchen's face was strained, is the little wife thinking about it?

"Yang Ying, she likes people, it's not her fault, liking someone is involuntary, right?" Zhao Yiyan was kind and seductive.

Yang Ying? Li Tingchen's first reaction after hearing this name was to block his little wife's mouth, take a deep breath and say, "Wife, don't mention people who affect your mood." ”

Zhao Yiyan raised his forehead, it seems that her husband's disgust with Yang Ying is really stronger than she thought, "Husband, I also hated Yang Ying before I experienced Zhou Lin's incident, to be honest, I was more reluctant to mention this person than you, but after Zhou Lin's incident, I think forgiveness is more important than stalemate, Zhou Lin is dead, and there is no way to turn back many things, so I want to give Yang Ying a chance, although she hurt me, but she was also punished." ”

"Wife, Xiaoying didn't say anything from beginning to end from the beginning to the end of the matter, she has her parents in the United States, and my parents spoil her, so she won't have the slightest grievance, let alone be punished, if you want to say punishment, the only punishment is that she doesn't want to return to China in the future."

To forgive her, Li Tingchen is not so generous now, and the person who has hurt his wife wants to be forgiven easily, but the president is not so easy to dismiss.

Seeing that Li Tingchen was a little angry, Zhao Yiyan rubbed his chest and said against him: "Husband, why are you hotter than me, aren't I discussing with you, Yang Ying may have now known that she was wrong and wanted to correct it, won't her husband give her a chance?" ”

Li Tingchen looked sideways at Zhao Yiyan's face, attached his big hand to her cheek, and looked at his little wife's face seriously, "Wife, did she tell you something?" Or did your mom tell you? ”

Last time, Song Wanyu called him in person, and her tone was soft and hard, which meant that he asked him to lift the ban on Yang Ying, Li Tingchen refused directly without saying a word, and now he plans to cut in from his wife?

"Hehe, no, no, I just thought about it, and I felt that so much time had passed, and I hadn't been harmed, so let's make it small, can't we? I don't like Yang Ying very much, and it's really dangerous to put a time bomb around, but ...... Husband, this is not the solution to the problem after all, is it? ”

Li Tingchen took a long breath, held his little wife's face and asked, "How is my wife planning to make a big deal small?" ”

Zhao Yiyan was relieved when he heard the president, and chased after him: "I think, it's been so long, and everyone has almost forgotten about it, so it's better for you to restore her freedom." ”

Zhao Yiyan's watery eyes looked at Li Tingchen, and her face was also soft under the faint warm light, but in comparison with the first, Li Tingchen's face obviously became not very good-looking, and his eyebrows frowned because of the twitching of the corners of his eyes, and his wife took the initiative to make this request?

"Do you want Xiaoying to return to China?" A certain president's voice was a little cold, and he was holding his breath in his heart.

Zhao Yiyan saw that his face was about to darken, and he smiled, "Husband, you are really the smartest man I have ever met, I can guess it, hehe, since you guessed it, I won't be sloppy, I think she should come back, what do you think?" ”

Li Tingchen's determined and calm gaze always fell on Zhao Yiyan's face, is the little wife going to change his decision?

"I don't think so. Xiaoying, she has to pay the price if she makes a mistake, she dares to touch my wife, I have to let her know the seriousness of the matter. "A certain president's strong desire to protect is still undiminished, and Zhao Yiyan's heart is warm and a little worried, what should I do? My husband doesn't seem to be very easy to talk to.

Biting his lip, Zhao Yiyan took the initiative to lean his little face towards Li Tingchen, his lips lightly touched his lips, and then slightly clumsily challenged his lips with the tip of his tongue. Just for Xiaoying?

At the end of a jerky active tongue kiss, Zhao Yiyan's face turned red, and then he let go of a certain president's arm and asked again: "Husband, now, can you change your attitude?" ”

The corners of Li Tingchen's mouth twitched slightly, he really didn't know whether to be angry or happy, it was rare for his wife to be so active, but for a woman he hated.

A certain president was very reluctant to give a sigh of gratitude, and his tone was a little cold, "If you don't have to worry about her coming back, I will let someone deal with this matter tomorrow." ”

"I'll be fine, thank you husband!" Zhao Yiyan smiled and hugged the arm of a certain president, and his body slid down, "Okay, you can sleep!" ”

The corners of the president's eyebrows twitched fiercely again, the speed at which his wife changed her face was really enough.

Seeing the little wife pulling the corner of the quilt and pretending to be asleep, a certain president sighed softly, "Fool, you really make trouble for yourself." ”

Early the next morning, Zhao Yiyan and Li Tingchen tacitly got up, got dressed, and had breakfast, no one took the initiative to mention last night's incident, several times Zhao Yiyan secretly glanced at Li Tingchen, trying to see a little fluctuation from his face, but the president was really a master of hiding his emotions, and he didn't react at all.

Stupidly packed his handbag and followed the president into the car, the president was too calm, Zhao Yiyan said that it was very difficult to open his mouth and re-mention it.

Yang Lele and Yang Zhengyang are in the apartment.

Yang Lele got up and made a loving breakfast for Yang Zhengyang, Yang Zhengyang's favorite breakfast style, he likes to drink a cup of tea in the morning, these little habits Yang Lele is very clear, so Yang Zhengyang is very satisfied.

"Dad, where are you going to meet Han Zhixun today?" Yang Lele waited for his father's stomach to be comfortable before he dared to ask about it.

Yang Zhengyang sat on the sofa, rubbed his stomach contentedly, squinted his eyes and closed his eyes very comfortably, and said casually: "Where does this kid usually like to go?" ”

Yang Lele laughed dryly, where does Han Zhixun like to go? That is absolutely not known by her father, if Yang Zhengyang knows that Han Zhixun likes to go to the occasion, his impression points will definitely be deducted.

"He's usually busy filming, and occasionally goes to drink coffee or play ball in his spare time, and he seems to like sports." How does Yang Lele know what Han Zhixun likes, except for those occasions with red lights and green wine, Uncle Han doesn't seem to have any other pursuits, right?

Yang Zhengyang hummed for a moment, and then said: "Then make an appointment on the golf course, I haven't played for a long time, so I just want to find someone to practice with." ”

"Okay, let's go to the golf course."

After booking a good place, Yang Lele said hello to Han Zhixun, Han Zhixun listened to Yang Lele's description, his phoenix eyes narrowed, the golf course, he was still very open.

"It's set at Longjue, I'll arrange it, you and your father come directly." Han Zhixun stood in front of the window with his upper body bare, his lean body without a trace of fat, and his tall figure revealed a different kind of strength and momentum in the morning light.

Yang Lele touched his chin and asked, "Uncle Han, my dad is not so easy to deal with, take care of yourself." ”

The corners of Han Zhixun's mouth lifted, "What?" Haven't you started helping me yet? Well, that's good. ”

"Fuck off, uncle! You'll wait and see today! "My dad can't kill you!

Yang Lele hung up the phone directly after scolding, Han Zhixun, you'd better give me a good performance today, otherwise this scene won't have to be acted!

Han Zhixun chose two sets of clothes, and when he went out, it was a suit that was slightly formal and not too grand, a leisurely style, simple but not casual, very suitable for meeting elders. I have a set of sportswear in my bag, which is the best outfit when playing.

After making sure that there is no problem, I chose a low-key looking but highly equipped car from the garage, and anyone who knows the goods should know what this car represents.

Han Zhixun arrived at the stadium, Yang Lele and Yang Zhengyang had not yet come, and the stadium manager saw Han Zhixun politely come over to greet him, "Mr. Han, everything has been done according to your requirements, today the stadium only entertains you and your friends, and you can mention any requirements at will." ”

Han Zhixun took off his sunglasses at random, slanted the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay, it's none of your business here." ”

After a while, Yang Lele drove and Yang Zhengyang appeared at the door together, Han Zhixun's tall figure was already waiting outside the door, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he greeted him and leaned over slightly to greet him, "Hello uncle, I'm Han Zhixun." ”

Yang Zhengyang couldn't help but look at the man in front of him, in terms of appearance, his face is absolutely impeccable, and in terms of temperament, he is also one of the best, and he seems to be polite and different from the gentleman, in Yang Zhengyang's impression, Han Zhixun is a good person.

"Hmm." Yang Zhengyang replied very simply, and then walked up the steps with Yang Lele, Yang Lele turned around and exchanged a look with Han Zhixun.

The latter understood, chased after him, and said with a smile: "Uncle, how do you want to play today?" ”

Yang Zhengyang looked at Han Zhixun obliquely, "How to play?" I'm afraid you won't if I say it. ”

Yo, it's really hard to serve, "That is, you are a master of the court at a glance, and I hope that my uncle will give me more advice for a while." ”

Yang Zhengyang gave a cold sigh.

Yang Lele followed to the side, silently complaining about her father in her heart, she couldn't see it, the old man pretended to be cold and was actually doing it like this, much more than she thought.

"Lele, help me get a cup of tea."

"I'll come. Lele, rest with your dad for a while, and tell me what you want to drink. Han Zhixun smiled, polite and gentlemanly not at all like him on weekdays.

The corners of Yang Lele's mouth raised, "Okay, then I will work for you." ”

Damn, it's really an acting school, in terms of acting, Dad and Uncle Han really have a fight,

"Dad, you won't really talk to him for a while, will you? You've been a decades-old veteran, he's ......."

"What? Worried about his dad bullying him? ”

This hasn't been done yet, the girl already has an opinion, and Yang Zhengyang feels a little uncomfortable.

"No, no, for someone who hates him, Dad had better kill him in seconds! Dad, come on! Waiting for you to make a move! ”