Old love and new love: The president loves his wife too much

Chapter 154 Ask Her For Help
The garden of Xiaoyu's house was tidy and beautiful by the Millers. The green lawn was trimmed neatly and stylishly. Flowers of various colors were blooming delicately and charmingly.

There are a few lively fish in a square pond, and a string of blisters will appear from time to time, reflecting a few lotus leaves, which is very beautiful.

Mrs. Miller was busy in her apron, with sweat on her forehead and a smile on her lips.

In the center of the white dining table, there is a transparent glass vase with a few bouquets of dried lavender flowers in it, which was specially placed by Mrs. Miller for the sake of looking good.

After placing the plates of dishes on the table, she raised her head and looked into the distance with an expression of anxiety and anticipation.

She is looking forward to the arrival of her husband, son and Julia.

After a while, a black off-road vehicle slowly drove up on the winding road outside the villa. After seeing it, Mrs. Miller trotted forward to meet her, thinking in her heart: she came back on time.

At least she didn't have to wait too long.

The black off-road vehicle stopped outside the villa, and Mr. Miller got out of the car first, followed by Julia. Only Xiao Yu got out of the car very reluctantly after dawdling in the car for a long time.

"Wow!" Julia, who had never seen a villa before, was amazed by the two-story beige house in front of her. She clasped her hands together excitedly and praised: "This is a villa, so beautiful and magnificent!"

"Come in." Mrs. Miller greeted her with a smile, and pulled Julia into the garden in a friendly manner. Before leaving, she said to Xiao Yu, "Son, you come in too."

Xiaoyu didn't speak, but walked in directly behind them, he didn't change his clothes, but went directly to the chair in front of the table and sat down, looking at the table full of rich dishes, but he didn't have any appetite .

Mrs. Miller originally wanted Julia to sit with Xiao Yu, but as soon as she spoke, he stopped her in a cold voice: "I won't sit with her."

His indifference made Julia stunned for a moment, and she didn't say anything in the end. She knew that Xiaoyu must still be angry about their quarrel just now, and she also knew that she had gone too far just now, and she shouldn't be angry.

After being rejected by her son, Mrs. Miller looked at Julia awkwardly and said with a smile: "Come on, Xiaoya, sit with Auntie."

"Good auntie." Withdrawing her eyes from Xiao Yu's face, Julia politely smiled at Mrs. Miller, although she was not very willing, she still took a seat with her.

"Wow, it's so rich!" In order to ease the tension, Julia deliberately changed the topic to the delicious dishes on the table, and praised: "It's delicious just by looking at it."

"Eat more if it tastes good." Mr. Miller also had a kind smile on his face. At this moment, he had changed into home clothes and walked to the dining table, and handed Julia a pair of chopsticks.

"Thank you, Uncle." Julia replied obediently. After taking the chopsticks, she said to Mr. Miller, "Uncle, you can sit too."

"En." Mr. Miller nodded and sat down next to Xiao Yu. Seeing that he didn't accept the chopsticks he handed over, he put them on the ceramic plate in front of him angrily, and then politely said to Mi Mrs Le and Julia said, "Let's go, the dishes are getting cold."

"it is good."

After Mrs. Miller and Julia finished speaking in unison, they picked up their chopsticks and began to eat. Only Xiao Yu remained still, her pale face completely silent.

Julia saw all this in her eyes, she stopped eating, and reminded him in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, it's time to eat. Auntie's cooking is really delicious."

Xiao Yu didn't say a word, she didn't even lift her eyelids, and Mrs. Miller gave him a worried look, for fear that her husband would get angry again and beat him up.

His son's temper is getting worse and worse. Ever since they knew that he likes An Shaoli, Xiao Yu seems to have changed. gap.

Thinking of this, she sighed softly, and then a soreness welled up in her heart. In order to suppress her sudden emotions, Mrs. Miller picked up the wine glass in front of her and pecked a few lightly.

But Mr. Miller, he swallowed the food in his mouth very leisurely, and then said to Julia: "Little Ya, you don't need to worry about him, just eat your own."

Although the tone was calm, there was a faint hint of anger. Julia could hear it, so she didn't dare to say anything. She could only take a look at Xiao Yu and continue to bury her head in her meal.

The sun was shining brightly, the warm wind was pleasant, and the faint fragrance of flowers and strong rice fragrance wafted in the air. It was obviously a warm and harmonious dining environment, but the atmosphere at this time was depressing and a little breathless.

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"Mr. An, what's the matter with you today?"

Feng Yan, who entered the office with two fast food boxes, put one of the plastic bags on the desk in front of An Shaoli, and asked with some concern.

Seeing him resting his head on his hands, staring somewhere in a daze with a melancholy expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking, she felt a little puzzled in her heart.

He seems to have maintained this posture since he came back from the classroom, and it hasn't changed. I don't know if he is tired?

He seemed to have something on his mind, but he didn't seem to have it, and he was so quiet that people couldn't figure it out.

"I'm fine." Hearing Feng Yan's words, An Shaoli withdrew his gaze, turned his head and smiled at her, put down his arms, and pretended to be relaxed, "Take a break in the afternoon, why don't you go back to the dormitory?"

"I'm not worried about you." Feng Yan said and sat down beside him, opened her lunch, stirred it gently with a fork, and muttered rather displeasedly: "There are so many students in the cafeteria today. What a long team."

She complained somewhat dissatisfied.

But An Shaoli didn't pay attention to these things. He looked at her and asked knowingly, "Why are you worried about me?"

"I'm worried about your body and mind." Feng Yan thought for a long time before popping out this sentence: "You don't know what's wrong today? You didn't go to dinner when I asked you to, and I didn't answer when I talked to you. Fugue, don’t know what you’re thinking?”

After hearing her chatter, An Shaoli smiled wryly, and then sighed long.

"Look, it's like this again." Feng Yan turned her head to look at him accusingly, and said with some displeasure: "It's not good to chat with you, and you don't talk when chatting, and you will make Some unbelievable expressions and demeanors, just say what you have to say, don't let people guess."

"I've always had such a personality." An Shaoli said helplessly, and after opening the cup and taking a few sips of water, he slowly expressed the depression in his heart: "Feng Yan, if you are pestered by someone you don't like, How do I get myself out without hurting him?"

"Being entangled by someone you don't like?" Feng Yan frowned lightly. She tilted her head and thought for a while before saying, "I've never been in a relationship, so I don't have any right to speak, but I think it's better not to hurt the other party. It's impossible, if she likes you and you reject her, she will be sad, but the damage can be minimized."

"How to surrender?" An Shaoli asked with great interest. Maybe women have more ways to deal with emotional problems than men?

"You can tell the person who likes you, not because she is bad, but because you already have a girlfriend, because you don't want to betray your girlfriend, so you can't be with her, I think if you say this, the other party It will be easier to accept." Feng Yan seriously advised An Shaoli, who thought about it and nodded approvingly.

"Which girl has Teacher An been entangled by?" Feng Yan asked gossipingly, after all, she is a woman, she is more interested in such things, and wants to know more.

An Shaoli looked at her, and after a while, he said, "Xiao Yu."

"Ah!" Feng Yan was so surprised that she almost couldn't hold the fork in her hand. She asked after a while, "That boy in our class?"

An Shaoli nodded.

"..." Feng Yan was a little astonished: "He...he is the same
/Sexy? "

An Shaoli nodded again: "To tell you the truth, I am too."

This time, the fork in Feng Yan's hand fell directly into the lunch box. She looked at An Shaoli with wide eyes, which were filled with disbelief.

Seeing her shocked expression, An Shaoli said flatly, "Feng Yan, can I do you a favor?"

(End of this chapter)