Yan Shao's heart set off fireworks

Chapter 741 Fight!Fight!
Xiaocheng looked at the peeled eggs and sandwiches in front of him, and decided to temporarily forgive Papa for not taking him to see Mama secretly with "a lot of adults"!

Although Du Sishu is in her 40s, she is well maintained and looks like she is in her 30s.

She was wearing a cheongsam, which perfectly outlined the curves of her body. She wore a white fox fur cape, and she was full of nobility.

As soon as she came down, the originally "warm" atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Yan Chongjin offers food to Xiao Cheng with a deadpan face, treating Du Sishu as a transparent person.

It seems that for Du Sishu, even hating is a waste of expression.

When Xiaocheng saw Du Sishu sitting over, he ran down from the high chair with a kick of his calf, and ran to Yan Chongjin, "Papa hug!"

Yan Chongjin picked him up, then patted his little head, "Eat quickly, go to school after eating."

"it is good."

The father and son who were "rivals" just now immediately united the front because of Du Sishu's appearance.

No one answered her words, Du Sishu touched a soft nail, only felt that her face was hot, red and white at times.

Xiaocheng was not hungry, so he ate two bites casually, looked up at Yan Chongjin with his little head up, "Papa, I'm full."

Yan Chongjin hugged him and stood up. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, holding a white bun with small milk in his arms, and he looked cute in contrast.

Yan Chongjin left Du Sishu and Yan Zezhao an indifferent back.

"Zezhao, look at his attitude? Has she ever called me mom in the past three years?"

What Du Sishu hates the most is Yan Chongjin.

I thought he had died with Xiao Meixian more than 20 years ago.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly born out of nowhere, returned to Country Z forcefully, and snatched her son's presidential position as soon as he arrived.

How can I make her angry?

Yan Zezhao snorted coldly, "You still expect him to call you mother? He hasn't even called me father..."

Even if he tried his best to make up for it in the past three years, the most his son can do is not to hate him, right?

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly...

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Yan Chongjin and Zhuo Muyu were very busy for the next time.

Yan Chongjin was busy fighting with Su Yaoting.

The funny thing is that the trigger for all this is just a plate of Coca-Cola Chicken Wings!
Du Yuntian was secretly happy when he saw Yan Chongjin and Su Yaoting going head-to-head.

Fight!Fight!
When you both lose in the fight, it's time for me to come out.

Du Yuntian is about 50 years old, his hair is a little gray, as if dyed with grandma's gray.

He sat upright on the sofa and read the newspaper, which was from this morning.

Du Yahan came down from upstairs, "Dad, I'm going to work."

Du Yuntian said in a low voice, "Come here."

Hearing this, Du Yahan froze, turned around, and walked over, "Dad, I'm going to work."

Du Yuntian patted the place next to him, "Father has something to ask you."

Du Yuntian is the most domineering, and he has always been like this all these years.

Du Yahan had no choice but to sit next to him, "Dad, tell me."

Du Yuntian supported the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, "Recently, Yan Chongjin and Su Yaoting met each other, and the swords are on the verge of breaking out, and the flames of war are imminent."

"Although the two of them fought in the past, it has never been like this. Tell me, why are they fighting?"

Du Yahan listened, a little surprised but also as expected.

Both Yan Chongjin and Su Yaoting like Mu Yu, maybe this is the reason why they are on the same page?

She knew that this might be the reason, but she would not tell Du Yuntian, "Dad, my daughter doesn't understand these political matters."

"Huh?" Du Yuntian folded the newspaper and looked at her seriously, "Aren't you close to Su Yaoting? Don't you know?"

Du Yahan's heart pounded, "No, I'm not familiar with Su Yaoting, it's all rumors..."

　I was woken up by a nightmare at three o'clock in the morning, and then I couldn't fall asleep, for no reason
　　
　
(End of this chapter)