Rebirth of the Heir

Chapter 965 This Is The Woman He Spoiled All His Life
Qiao Yiren looked deeply at Jiang Yuting, "Jiang Yuting, what you did is not fair to my mother at all, she has the right to know her past."

"I know, but I am troubled by trivial matters now, and I want to wait until everything is stable before I tell her in person." Jiang Yuting said: "At that time, no matter whether she hates me or resents me, I will accept it, and I will try my best to pray for her. Forgive me, but right now, not yet."

The Joey turned his face away and snorted heavily.

He didn't express his opinion lightly.

The two fell into a stalemate, and suddenly the outside door panel slammed, and the two turned their heads in astonishment.

Jiang Yuting went straight to open the door.

Brother Xiaochen stood at their door with a look of horror on his face.

Jiang Yuting quickly pulled his son over, "What did you hear?"

"I... If I understand correctly, my mommy is my sister's mommy. Daddy, you lied to Mommy and didn't let her go back to China..."

Jiang Yuting covered his son's mouth, "Don't say a word to your mommy, or else daddy and mommy won't be able to reconcile in the future."

Brother Xiaochen rolled his big obsidian-like eyes and nodded hesitantly.

So the three sat on the sofa again.

Brother Xiaochen hugged Joey, "Sister, I knew you were my sister."

Joey touched his head with a smile, "Remember to cover me from now on."

"Yeah, I will. I'll beat Lin Yilong to find his teeth all over the floor in a while, so I can vent my anger on you."

"You are all my younger brothers, don't be so violent."

"No, you only have my younger brother." Brother Xiaochen angrily brushed his presence.

"Okay, yes, yes."

The two were arguing next to each other, but Jiang Yuting let out a long sigh.

Some things are destined to be hidden forever.

Sooner or later you have to face it.

But this confrontation, he and Qiao Ya have come to an end.

She must hate him.

He held his head and fell into deep pain.

Joey and Brother Xiaochen looked at each other.

Brother Xiaochen said: "Daddy, you still have me! For my sake, Mommy won't leave you casually."

Jiang Yuting sighed, "You are no longer my gold medal for avoiding death."

Joey stood up, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to see Lin Yilong."

Jiang Yuting, a bastard, has to make him suffer more.

"I'll go too." Brother Xiaochen followed.

Jiang Yuting went back to the apartment listlessly. Just when Doreen came out of the shower, her long damp hair hung down her sides. She was wearing a nightgown. Her tender and flawless skin was rosy and rosy, making her look girlish.

It is clear that she is over 40 years old, but she does not seem to be aging. Those peach blossom eyes are full of vividness, clarity and charming, and he is just so deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

Seeing the man coming in, she quickly asked, "Where did you go just now? Where are the two children?"

Jiang Yuting strode up and picked her up, and went straight to the room. Doreen was shocked, "What are you doing?"

"I haven't done it for a long time, I'm thinking about it."

"No, no, no, the two children are still there." Doreen kicked her two calves struggling, and the slippers fell all over the floor.

"What are you afraid of when you close the door?" Jiang Yuting clicked back and closed the door.

"Jiang Yuting, you can't."

Chen's mother was pressed down by Jiang Yuting, and he seemed a little impatient.

Her supple skin has the fragrance just after bathing, and the texture can be broken by blowing, and a little kiss can leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

She is clearly no longer a young girl, but she still has the beauty of a frozen age, and the girlishness on her body is even more pure than otherworldly.

This is the woman he has loved all his life.

No matter what, he won't let go.

His flexible big hand had already touched it in familiar ways, causing her to let out a muffled cry.

　Interesting quiz: On Valentine's Day, what kind of clothes did Miss Yi Ren wear to meet whom?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)