Zhao Yiyan bit his lower lip, and his voice was thin and small.

Li Tingchen turned his head sideways to look at his little wife, rubbed her hair and said, "What does my wife want to say?" ”

Zhao Yiyan wrung his fingers, how did he speak? I have hidden those things in my heart for too long, and I have never shared them with anyone, so I don't know what to say.

Li Tingchen waited patiently for her and did not put any pressure on her.

"I ......"

Bell bell bell ......

Li Tingchen's mobile phone rang suddenly.

The two stared at the phone screen, which was opened by Song Wanyu.

Zhao Yiyan smiled stupidly, "Mom called, take it." ”

Li Tingchen frowned, what was the matter with calling at this time?

Swiped the screen lock, Li Tingchen glanced at Zhao Yiyan apologetically, and then picked it up.

"Achen, what's wrong with your leg? Why didn't you tell your mother when you were hurt? Before he could speak, Song Wanyu's voice came eagerly, Zhao Yiyan was very close, and he could hear it clearly, Li Tingchen was injured in the leg, except for Yang Ying, I am afraid that there is no second person who will report the news.

"Xiaoying told you?" Li Tingchen's face became a little gloomy when he talked to Song Wanyu about Yang Ying, if he had put it in the past, he might have understood that this was concern, but now he can only understand that Yang Ying is too careful.

"Who said that at this time, I still care about what my mother said, that's right, it was Xiaoying who told my mother, if Xiaoying didn't care too much about you and tell me about your injury, I don't know when I'll know your situation!"

Zhao Yiyan's face became a little unpleasant, and when she heard her mother-in-law's words, she always felt that she was invisibly insinuating something, blaming her for not taking good care of her baby son?

"It's just a little bruise, the doctor said it's okay, don't worry." Li Tingchen's words were concise and to the point, and he was already impatient.

Song Wanyu continued, "Tingchen, you go out to live alone, your mother is really not at ease, although you are married, but after all, home is still your home, don't stop going home because you are angry for a while." ”

Li Tingchen glanced at the call page, and the phone had only been connected for less than two minutes, but he didn't want to tell his mother more, "Mom, it's late, you rest early, and I'll go to the old house with Yiyan to see you another day." ”

Zhao Yiyan grabbed Li Tingchen's arm, shook his head, and told him with a mouth shape that she would answer the phone. Li Tingchen stared at her uncertainly, and finally handed the phone to her.

"Yiyan wants to talk to you, you wait."

Zhao Yiyan took the phone, and his voice softened a lot, "Mom, I'm Yiyan." ”

On the other end, it was obviously a lot colder, "Hmm." ”

Zhao Yiyan continued to smile and said: "Tingchen is fine now, don't worry, the doctor has already taken the medicine and is recovering well." ”

"Good? So you're not going to tell me? ”

Song Wanyu put a gun and a stick between words and sentences, not giving Zhao Yiyan face at all, Yang Ying cried and cried to the Li family villa to find her, and said that the two of them were living outside, she was angry and distressed, and her impression of Zhao Yiyan was even worse.

"We don't want you to worry, Xiaoying also came to the house just now, and had dinner, I think she knows more about Tingchen's situation, but I don't know how she told you, hehe, Xiaoying is worried about Tingchen, it is inevitable that she will exaggerate, don't you know? Mother. ”

Zhao Yiyan was smiling from beginning to end, her attitude was friendly and well-behaved, her voice was soft, she couldn't find any fault, and her voice was originally sweet and beautiful, even if Song Wanyu was angry, she couldn't get mad when she was shouted by her mother in this life.

"That's the case, I won't ask more, you go to work tomorrow, and I'll take Wang Ma to Fenghe Quyuan to take care of Tingchen."

Zhao Yiyan glanced at Li Tingchen and smiled helplessly, "Okay, then it's hard work." ”

The phone was hung up on that end, and Zhao Yiyan smiled helplessly: "You have a good mother, congratulations." ”

Li Tingchen's handsome eyebrows were about to condense into pimples, and his little wife's voice just now was deliberately suppressed by her well-behaved and docile, which was really embarrassing her.

Distressedly, she smoothed her long hair, "The hair is not dry yet, go blow it, it's not good to sleep with wet hair." ”

Zhao Yiyan pulled the hair that was still a little water-stained a few times, got up from the sofa, and held back the words that he was about to blurt out just now.

Let's talk about that later.

The next day, Zhao Yiyan got up early, because Song Wanyu was coming, so she deliberately took care of the house up and down, carefully mopped the floor, tidied up the study, and cleaned up every corner as much as possible to blameless.

Li Tingchen leaned against the door and looked at the busy figure of his little wife, and the corners of his lips raised, "Wife, you don't look like welcoming your mother-in-law, but like welcoming the queen mother." ”

Zhao Yiyan continued to clean the corner with a vacuum cleaner, looked back at Li Tingchen, and said with a flat mouth: "Isn't it, your mother is the queen mother, and I am the little palace maid." ”

"Just let the part-time worker clean up, and you're ready to go to work."

Look at the time is almost up, when did this woman get up? The house has been cleaned up.

"Okay, it's all ready, and you can be inspected by the Queen Mother at any time." Zhao Yiyan unbuttoned his apron and smoothed his hair, "I'll go to work first, you and your mother will cultivate a relationship at home, but you must not lose your temper with your mother, she really cares about you." ”

Li Tingchen nodded, but the thoughts in his heart were completely different, "Go ahead, don't worry about it at home." ”

Zhao Yiyan picked up her bag, and when she was about to go out, the doorbell rang, and Song Wanyu's delicate makeup was on the screen, although she only came to her son's house, she still dressed up carefully, meticulous and dignified style, carefully selected early summer fashion, exquisite eyeliner, and specially made hairstyle, Zhao Yiyan felt dwarfed.

She is a woman of the right age who can't compare to this old lady who is over half a hundred years old in this regard, and she can't accept it.

The elevator door opened, Song Wanyu came in with a leopard print handbag, followed by Wang Ma, seeing Zhao Yiyan standing at the door, Song Wanyu didn't even look at it, all her thoughts were on Li Tingchen's body, and she held Li Tingchen's leg and said distressedly: "How is it?" Does it still hurt? I called the doctor to come. ”

Li Tingchen sat on the sofa, not moved by Song Wanyu's different kind of concern, and still did not change his expression of ten thousand years of frost, "You don't need to call a doctor, it's okay." ”

Song Wanyu took out her mobile phone and dialed Dr. Sun's number without saying anything, "Doctor Sun, come to Fenghequyuan immediately, yes, it's Tingchen." ”

Li Tingchen pinched his eyebrows, "You are making too much of a fuss, I am not a child." ”

Song Wanyu held Li Tingchen's arm with both hands and told her repeatedly, completely ignoring Zhao Yiyan who was standing aside.

Mother Wang saw Zhao Yiyan standing at the entrance with an embarrassed expression, smiled and said respectfully: "Young grandma, don't worry about going to work, it's good to have a lady and me here." ”

Zhao Yiyan finally found a step and responded: "Okay, then it's hard work." ”

Li Tingchen looked at Zhao Yiyan with a sideways face, his tone was warm and his eyes were pityful, "Xiao Chen is downstairs, you go directly to the company." ”

"Okay."

Song Wanyu didn't squeak, and when the door was closed again, Song Wanyu changed her attitude just now, and said seriously and coldly: "Son, you don't look like the son of our Li family now?" ”

Li Tingchen did not argue, and said slowly: "Mom, you said this sentence a few years ago. ”

Song Wanyu's face stiffened, her wrinkled hand held her son's hand, and said earnestly: "Son, you must know that everything your mother does is for your good." Also, do you dare to tell your mother that you have no secrets in front of Yiyan? ”

Li Tingchen was silent for a while, Song Wanyu knew him very well, at least in these aspects, she saw it very thoroughly.

Without waiting for Li Tingchen to speak, Song Wanyu continued, "Also, you honestly told your mother that you are with Yiyan, isn't there a reason why you are with that girl?" Mom is not a fool, the first time I saw Yiyan's mother, I could see that her temperament was very similar to that girl. ”

Li Tingchen's eyes narrowed dangerously, looking at his mother as if he was looking at an old enemy for many years, and only after a long time did he calm down: "If you use the same way to face Yiyan, you should know what the consequences are." ”

Back then, he wasn't strong enough, but now, he's not afraid of anyone.

Song Wanyu's calculating and sophisticated face did not change in the slightest, she had experienced too many ups and downs and changes, but she said bluntly to Li Tingchen: "Son, mom is still the same sentence, as a descendant of the Li family, you know your mission and responsibilities very well." ”

Li Tingchen smiled coldly, "If my mother came today to educate me on how to be a good son of the Li family, then there is no need." Mom has worked hard all the way, so go back and rest early. ”

Wang Ma saw that the atmosphere once again condensed to the freezing point, and was busy playing the round, "Young master, Madame is worried about your body and came here on purpose, you see, this is the chicken soup that Madame made by herself when she got up in the morning." ”

Song Wanyu sighed, "Okay, Mom doesn't want to force you, you have to control yourself." Come, try the chicken soup. ”

Li Tingchen barely drank a few sips, Song Wanyu took the opportunity to look inside and out of the room, this house is very spacious, in fact, it is not worse than the conditions of the villa, Zhao Yiyan tidied up the house very neatly, the kitchen was very clean, and his son's clothes were also stacked neatly.

It's just that Song Wanyu's face changed when she opened the refrigerator, why are all snacks in every drawer!

"I bought it myself, and having a snack at work helps me think."

Li Tingchen said firmly behind him.

Song Wanyu is not stupid, she knows but does not debunk it, "It's okay to eat less, you haven't eaten these junk foods since you were a child, so try to control it in the future." ”

Li Tingchen was a little bored in his heart, when did he start to become more and more impatient with his mother? The affection between mother and child is becoming weaker and weaker.

"Mom, you stop and rest." Li Tingchen finally couldn't hold back his boredom and said lazily.

Meanwhile, inside the Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Diamond Clubhouse.

The morning sun shines through the screens of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the exaggerated double bed, and the messy bedding is scattered haphazardly on the floor, and most of it hangs on the bed.

Under the thin quilt, the smooth back is covered with a thin glow.

A slender arm moved.

Turning his head sideways, Zhang Xiao saw the sunlight outside the window, pulled the quilt and wrapped it around his body, and saw the closed door of the bathroom, the corners of his mouth raised.

Last night, she and he broke into the clouds and fell into the ravine several times, and he gave her the thrill and enjoyment that she had never had, and frankly, she loved it.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open by a hand, and Fang Sizhe walked out barefoot wrapped in a bath towel, and the evil lip line outlined the satisfied smile after gluttony.

"Secretary Zhang, morning."