Mr. President, have you had enough?

"Although you once wanted to kill me and Mama, Papa, Duoduo still misses you, Papa, I love you, I heard from Mama that you are going to get married, so Duoduo is here to wish Papa an early childbirth, let Mama come later Let me tell you a few words."

After she finished speaking, the camera turned and the scene turned to Ma Chunchun.

Seeing her again, Baili Junlian couldn't express her true feelings.

His hand gently rubbed her face in the camera, and he couldn't forget the look when he saw her for the first time.

A thousand years at a glance.

Her eyes are always as clear as water, as pure as a clear spring.

His daughter-in-law will never be his anymore.

Originally, she thought that she would never want to see herself again in her life, and would never forgive herself again.

Unexpectedly, she was willing to let herself be a godfather.

It was more important than anything else to have the chance to see her again.

Looking at her who was talking inside, he felt that her eyes were always looking at him, so that her words flowed in his heart, and the frosty temperature was crushed.

Although I couldn't be with her, it was very precious to have her by my side in the past few years.

No one can replace it.

"Little silly, I will never forget that you saved me. I remember all the kindness you have done to me. As for the others, I choose to forget. Little silly, I didn't do what I promised your nanny. I hope I can There are other women who can do it, she can love you wholeheartedly, and you love her as much, this is my wish, I must be happy."

The last paragraph deeply touched his defenses.

He turned off the camera, put the envelope into the courier, stood up, and walked out the door with it.

Song Xiaoqian stood there, and she heard what Ma Chunchun said in the video just now.

She had clearly seen his gloomy expression and his eyes were red just now.

She sat back on the bed, loosened her muscles and bones, lay there, and soon fell asleep.

Baili Junlian went back to the study, put these away, and then wrote back a letter with only one sentence: I am willing, I am willing to be a godfather to many in my lifetime, and I am willing to see you again.

Afterwards, this letter was quickly sent to country f, and the haze in my heart disappeared.

Letting go, sometimes if not a kind of love.

***

"Son, you will be 30 soon, tell mom, when will you get married?" Mother Lin sat opposite Lin Jiaoyang, and said helplessly.

"Mom, stop urging marriage. If I want to get married, I will get married naturally. Also, please, don't let Su Mei come to our house anymore. I'm tired of it."

Mother Lin was furious, but she couldn't do anything to her son.

"She likes you very much..."

"I like me too much. Do you want people to come to our house every day? I see mom, you won't stop her from coming. That's fine. I'll move out today."

Lin's mother panicked, "Scorching sun! Are you going to piss mom to death? Well, mom tells her not to come, is that okay?"

Lin Jiaoyang stood up, "Well, I still have something to do at the company, I'll go first, I won't be home for dinner."

Lin's mother pointed the culprit of her son's non-marriage at An Xiaonuan, but there was nothing she could do.

After thinking about it, she thought that her son's marriage was not going well, so she changed her clothes and took a car to the place where fortune-telling was said to be accurate.

The lottery she obtained made her even more frantic. It said that her son might never marry for life. If there is a miracle, it will be a few years later.

Not to mention not marrying for life, it will be terrible after just a few years, and he will be in his thirties by then.

Lin's mother is more preoccupied than when she was not here. Her son has never married, and it must be said that it is not because of the knot in her heart.

At this time, she actually regretted it a little. If she hadn't stopped her marriage with An Xiaonuan in the first place, maybe she would be the one holding the grandson now. Although she really doesn't like An Xiaonuan, it's better than not marrying forever Ah, the Lin family is just such a single seedling.

Compared to her scratching her liver and lungs, the person involved, Lin Jiaoyang, was not in a hurry.

One afternoon at the company, when it was time to eat, he drove to find a hotel for dinner, but later felt a little lonely eating alone, so he drove to a high-end community and stood at the door of Gu Changqing's house.

"Is Xiaonuan cooking? You are so lazy." Without hesitation, Gu Changqing complained while sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

"Those who come to Cengfan have no right to speak, just eat your food." He countered lightly.

Lin Jiaoyang coughed dryly, "Why, you still restrict citizens' freedom of speech?"

"My game, my turf, my rules."

Lin Jiaoyang walked to the dining table, looked at Gu Tan and Gu Yu doing their homework, "Are you two drawing?"

"Well, for the homework assigned by the teacher, let us use the paintbrush to draw the parents in our minds, godfather, tell me, do you want to draw you?"

When Lin Jiaoyang heard this, he immediately said, "Of course! Although I did it..., but I'm still a father, so I have to."

Gu Changqing put down the magazine, stood up, and expressed dissatisfaction in his nose, "Where do you have a share? Sons, just draw mummy and daddy. As for godfather, you can ignore it automatically."

Lin Jiaoyang ignored him, "Atan, Ayu, do you really listen to your father's words? No, right? You have your own opinions, right? You won't be ungrateful, right? Think about your father's words back then. The earth doesn't even know that when you existed, who raised you up with your mother so hard, all of these were done by godfather, and your so-called real father has no share at all!"

Gu Tan nodded, "Godfather, Ayu and I both remember, godfather, we love you."

Lin Jiaoyang's face was full of bullshit, "My dear son, godfather loves you too."

The corner of Gu Changqing's mouth twitched, "Play the sympathy card, Lin Jiaoyang, is that all you can do?"

Lin Jiaoyang stood up, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Black cats and white cats are both good cats, good methods and crooked ideas are all tricks."

Gu Changqing snorted, "Sons, Daddy is a little curious about how you two will draw Baba and Mama?"

Gu Tan nodded, "It's almost ready, wait a minute."

A few minutes later, "Okay, Daddy, come and see."

Gu Changqing hurried over to have a look. If he didn't look, he wouldn't know. He was frightened to death.

"Mommy's drawing is very beautiful, and there are two braids. Those who don't know it think it's my sister, but, son, tell Daddy, who is this lion-headed human body?" He felt a little ominous.

Gu Tan quickly replied, "Of course it's you."

Gu Changqing's black face, "Why do I have such an image?"

Gu Tan turned his head, "I don't know, Daddy, you are like this in my heart."

Gu Changqing pointed to the boy standing next to An Xiaonuan's image, "Who is this tall, rich and handsome?"

"Of course it's a godfather, Daddy, you already have a mommy, why don't you allow me to give my godfather a good image, otherwise no one will marry my godfather."