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

Chapter 28
Chu Tian who was wandering was awakened by a stern gaze. When he came back to his senses, he saw his mother staring at him displeasedly. Seeing his confused face, Fang Yuehua became even more angry, and couldn't help shouting at him: "What are you still doing in a daze, I asked you to apologize to Shu Yuan, didn't you hear?"

Zhang Shuyuan on the side suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, but on the surface she had a well-behaved and sensible face. She gently took Fang Yuehua's arm and said sweetly: "Auntie, it's okay. I wasn't angry with Ah Tian in the first place. I'm just worried." "Auntie knows." Fang Yuehua patted the back of her hand gently: "Don't worry! Auntie will not let you be wronged."

After saying that, she got up and rushed in front of Chu Tian. Without saying a word, she directly swung her arms and gave him a heavy slap.

Zhang Shuyuan covered her mouth in astonishment, suppressing the exclamation that almost burst out, this woman is so violent.

She couldn't help but began to worry that if she married Chu Tian, ​​she would be abused and abused by this wicked mother-in-law every day.

After thinking about it, she resolutely vetoed it, how dare she offend herself when she is so rich.

Chu Tian's face was turned sideways from the slap, his messy hair set off his embarrassment.

Covering his burning cheeks, Chu Tian looked at Fang Yuehua in disbelief: "Mom, did you hit me? Or because of a woman you just met?" It's like you're listening to the wind."

Chu Tian was annoyed and didn't say a word until Fang Yuehua said again: "Apologize, immediately, immediately."

Seeing his mother's angry face, and Zhang Shuyuan who was sitting on the sofa looking at him, Chu Tian sighed, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was wrong." "It's okay, I don't blame you." Zhang Shuyuan hurriedly replied, thinking that this matter was over, but Fang Yuehua said again: "Assure Yuanyuan, there will be no next time."

Zhang Shuyuan: "..."

Chu Tian looked at her aggrievedly, and whispered: "Mom, can I stop it?" He looked at Zhang Shuyuan and said, "I'm sorry, I promise there will be no next time."

Seeing his son so well-behaved and obedient, Fang Yuehua smiled comfortably and rubbed his hair: "My son, go wash up." "Yes." Chu Tian nodded, turned around and walked towards the bathroom. He glared at Zhang Shuyuan.

Everything today is all thanks to her.

Zhang Shuyuan was taken aback for a moment, and she read anger, hatred, and helpless sighs from Chu Tian's eyes.

She didn't want this either. "Yuanyuan." A soft voice sounded beside her, Zhang Shuyuan turned her head and saw Fang Yuehua with a loving face smiling at her.

At this moment, her kindness is completely different from her sternness just now, Zhang Shuyuan also smiled: "What's the matter? Auntie." "What do you want to eat at noon, Auntie will prepare it." "No need." Zhang Shuyuan smiled and refused: " By the way, Auntie, I know that the food in a restaurant is very delicious, otherwise, I will drive you to try it?"

Hearing this, Fang Yuehua was overjoyed, but on the surface she put on an embarrassing look: "Isn't that good? I'm so embarrassed." "How could it be?" Zhang Shuyuan hugged her arm and turned her head Leaning lightly on Fang Yuehua's arm: "Ah Tian is my photographer, and you are his mother, it's perfect for me to treat you to a meal." "If that's the case, then I thank you " Fang Yuehua smiled from ear to ear, stroked Zhang Shuyuan's hair, and sighed: "If only I had such a beautiful and well-behaved daughter!"

Zhang Shuyuan smiled and didn't speak, but she felt more disgusted in her heart. She just didn't know what to give her as a meeting gift, so she picked some higher-end things. She didn't expect Fang Yuehua to be able to make Fang Yuehua like this for only more than 1 yuan. .

It's funny and sad.

After school at noon, Xiao Yu took a meal from the cafeteria and walked quickly towards An Shaoli's office.

Leaning in front of the window, he stared at the back of the man who was buried in his work, his heart was beating wildly with excitement, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his piercing blue eyes were full of affection.

He loves this man deeply and deeply.

Maybe his gaze was too hot, An Shaoli in the office noticed it, he moved his body slightly, and turned his head.

Meeting his sharp and indifferent gaze, Xiao Yu lowered her eyes guiltyly, her expression was a little flustered, and her right hand was nervously grasping the plastic bag of rice. "Come in." A cold and magnetic voice sounded beside her, Xiao Yu turned her head and found that An Shaoli had already opened the door for him, swallowed, and he followed behind him into the office. "An...An Shao," Xiaoyu stood beside An Shaoli's chair, watching him write at his desk. On the white paper, the black handwriting was flowing and vigorous. "I said before that you will call me teacher at school." An Shaoli didn't look up, but Xiao Yu was afraid of the harsh voice, so she hurriedly changed her words: "Old... Teacher, you can eat first." You can eat." An Shaoli said, turned a page of the lesson plan, and continued writing. "I've eaten, teacher." Xiao Yu said, and glanced at the plastic bag beside An Shaoli's table.

Seeing that the heat dissipated slowly, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Looking at An Shaoli again, Xiao Yu urged carefully: "Teacher, the food is cold..."

Before he could say that eating cold rice was bad, Xiao Yu shut up, because An Shaoli put down the pen in his hand and looked straight at him.

His handsome facial features, perfect face shape, and overlord-like temperament all fascinated Xiaoyu, and his serious and calm appearance in class made Xiaoyu admire him so much that he couldn't extricate himself.

Of course, An Shaoli is not a fool, nor is he a fool. How could he, who is smart and wise, not know Xiao Yu's feelings for him?
It's just that the place in a person's heart is limited. Once there is an important person, there is nowhere for others to be placed. "Thank you, Xiao Yu." With a gentle smile, An Shaoli stretched out his hands to rub his short, blond hair, and said earnestly, "You don't have to be so nice to me, because..." "Because of what?" Seeing him suddenly Without saying a word, Xiaoyu asked curiously, but felt uneasy inexplicably, but more...fear.

He had a premonition, a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, what An Shaoli said next made him almost collapse. "Because... I want to go back to my country."

As if a basin of cold water was being poured on his head, Xiao Yu felt that the body temperature was taken away in an instant, he was trembling from the cold, and he unconsciously grasped the edge of the table with his hands, after a long time, he found his trembling voice: "Why? ""Falling leaves return to their roots. I have been in the United States for four years. I miss my parents and younger brother in China very much, so I have to go back." An Shaoli said it as it should be. Seeing Xiaoyu's uncomfortable appearance, he could only helplessly sighed inwardly.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so blame yourself, true love hurts people.

Xiao Yu's skin was originally fair, but at this time, it was even paler and almost sickly. His thin body was trying to maintain his balance, and the faint tingling in his heart made his forehead start to sweat.

His thin lips were slightly parted, he was breathing rapidly, as if he couldn't breathe, his slender hands were struggling to pull the clothes on his chest, and his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with pain.

It wasn't until then that An Shaoli realized that something was wrong with Xiao Yu. How could he have forgotten that he had congenital heart disease. "Xiao Yu!" An Shaoli got up in a hurry, hugged Xiao Yu, who was breathing heavily, into his arms, looked at his frowning brows and dark blue lips, and skillfully rummaged through his pocket to find the medicine bottle , poured two into his mouth.

Feeling weak and in pain, Xiaoyu's consciousness was blurred, but he could feel that it was An Shaoli's embrace, his warmth, his breath, and his voice were all so familiar, and he wanted to respond, His throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, and he could only hold on to his arm as hard as he could.

Like a dehydrated fish, Xiao Yu tilted her head slightly, her chest heaved rapidly, in a trance, a gust of cool water slipped into her mouth, along with the pills, and was swallowed by him.

Seeing his complexion slowly improve, and his frowning brows slowly loosening, the medicine must have worked, An Shaoli thought, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Stretching out his hands to straighten his sweat-soaked bangs, An Shaoli looked down at him. The latter closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep peacefully.

This boy, from the first month he came to teach at Harrington University, began to pursue him. For him, he refused the blind date arranged by his family and the pursuit of girls in school.

In order to be able to continue to be his student, he should have graduated but handed in blank papers in the final exam. Because of insufficient credits, he was forced to retake the exam.

But all of this was done willingly. For the one he loves deeply, any sacrifice is worth it.

(End of this chapter)