Yan Shao's heart set off fireworks

Chapter 831 Meeting Gods and Killing Gods, Meeting Buddhas and Killing Buddhas

presidential palace

Yan Chongjin has been so busy with Zhuo Muyu's affairs recently that he doesn't touch the ground. Occasionally when he goes home, he just takes a look at Xiaocheng and leaves, and it's the same tonight.

It was late at night, and Xiao Cheng had already fallen asleep. He helped him tuck up the quilt as usual and prepared to leave.

"Baba..."

Xiaocheng opened his eyes, and looked at him without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chongjin looked down at him tenderly.

"Did something happen to Ma Ma?"

Yan Chongjin touched his little head, "No! Mom is just busy recently, so she doesn't have time to see you..."

"Papa! You are lying to me!" Xiaocheng said angrily.

"I heard the comments from my classmates' mothers. They said that their mothers hit and killed someone."

Yan Chongjin said seriously: "They are all talking nonsense."

"Then why did Papa suddenly become so gentle?" Xiao Cheng said stubbornly.

When Ma Ma didn't show up, Papa was gentle, but after Ma Ma appeared, Papa wasn't gentle with him anymore.

Now Papa is so gentle to him again, so Ma Ma must be leaving.

"Papa, is Mama leaving me again?"

"The classmate's mother said that her mother will be sentenced, and she will either die or be imprisoned for the rest of her life."

There were crystal tears in Xiao Cheng's eyes, "Papa, I don't want Ma Ma to die, and I don't want her to be locked up!"

"I want Mama! I want her to grow up with me!"

"If Mama really made a mistake, then I will accompany her in the prison!"

Even though Xiaocheng is precocious, he is only a few years old, especially when facing his mother he loves the most, he is even more frightened.

Feeling the wetness spreading from the front of his clothes to his chest, Yan Chongjin knew that Xiao Cheng was crying on his chest.

Xiao Cheng seldom cried before, even when faced with the needles that children are most afraid of. Now when he cries, he really fits a child of his age.

"Xiaocheng, I heard from my father that my mother was wronged, and my father will find out the truth and rescue my mother."

Xiaocheng raised her tear-stained face and looked at him, "Really?"

He is so afraid of losing his mother~

Yan Chongjin rubbed his soft hair, "Of course it's true, so don't worry, take care of yourself during this time and don't distract Dad, you know?"

Xiaocheng looked up at him, for his father, he still believed and admired him, "Good!"

After putting Xiaocheng to sleep, Yan Chongjin went downstairs, ready to go out.

"Chongjin, come here." Yan Zezhao was sitting on the sofa downstairs, apparently waiting for him.

Yan Chongjin paused while holding the coat in his hand, and walked over, "What's the matter?"

Yan Zezhao motioned him to sit down, and sighed, "You know, my health hasn't been very good all these years, because of Du Yuntian, I've been holding on."

"I didn't know you were alive many years ago, you are my hope."

"As soon as you came back, you said you were going to be the president, you would kill gods when you met gods, and kill Buddhas when you met Buddhas. I didn't get angry because of your rudeness. Instead, I was glad that you didn't become 'cowardly and incompetent' like me."

"But Chongjin, you are too stubborn now. For a woman, or a woman who is in constant trouble, I don't know what to miss."

"Look at the fact that her affairs have already surfaced on the Internet, and she still bears the title of 'President's wife'. She is simply dragging you into the quagmire!"

"I don't care how much you like her, you must stop the loss in time and cut off all relations with her immediately!"

He didn't like this girl from the beginning, her status was too low!
Moreover, he is still a troublemaker, and the troubles he provokes become bigger and bigger every time.

What a headache!
Yan Chongjin didn't sit down, and walked out directly after listening to his words. He only left one sentence, and Yan Zezhao froze when he heard it, and fell into infinite remorse...

(End of this chapter)