Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 112

I shook the door a few times, and the door made a few slight noises, but it wouldn't open. I was so anxious that I had to turn around and ask Jiang Moyan for help.

"Open the door."

Jiang Moyan, who lit another cigarette, lowered his head and dusted off the soot, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. He smoked like this with an elegance that cannot be ignored, but I don't have time to appreciate it, and I don't like it. he yelled.

He seemed determined not to answer me, I had no choice but to walk to his side quickly, cough lightly, and slow down my voice.

"Thank you for saving me, but now you open the door for me."

I clasped my hands together, my eyes were full of pleading, although I didn't know him well, but I knew that he basically took soft things rather than hard ones.

"What about after opening?"

"I'm going to find Yaya."

"Go to Mu Beichuan again?"

He poked the cigarette into the ashtray, grinded it hard a few times, and the veins on the back of his hand twitched violently. Thinking of the things he did to me before, my little heart couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"I??????"

"Are you a pig? Knowing that he has been plotting against you, you still foolishly jumped into his trap. It's been four years, and you don't have a brain at all despite your age."

The man sitting across from me crossed his arms and tapped Erlang's legs, looking like his uncle was very unhappy.

"Don't worry about what I've grown in four years now, just open the door for me."

I couldn't understand why he was so angry, and I got angry too.

"I also said that I showed a little, besides my age, I also have a big temper!"

Jiang Moyan gritted his teeth, and the clenched iron fist made a creepy clucking sound. I bit my lower lip lightly, and once again returned to the state of groveling, "Please, let me out. Think about it differently, your daughter If you are taken away by someone, are you worried?"

"If I have a daughter, I will definitely hold it in the palm of my hand. If anyone dares to move, I will kill him!"

This guy is very angry, and there is no sign of disappearing at all. My face is getting more and more wrinkled, and I look like weeping.

"That's right, people's hearts are made of flesh, you opened the door for me."

"Put away your pitiful appearance, and if you look at you now, you won't starve to death when you become an actor."

The man with a vicious voice kept mocking me, but his ass just didn't move.I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists, and hurried to him, grabbed his clothes and dragged him towards the door.

Unexpectedly, the strength was too weak, Jiang Moyan just squeezed my wound lightly, and I trembled and froze in place. Damn man, he would touch where there is no wound.

Anger rose in my heart, regardless of the pain in the wound, I tugged at Jiang Moyan again, "Open the door for me immediately!"

Except that he didn't force me, imprisoning me here regardless of my will is no different from Mu Beichuan!
"Mom, it's really mom."

My roar had just finished, and the familiar voice made me stunned, and then I greeted Yaya who was running towards me with joy, hugged her in my arms and felt her small body really existed in my arms, my heart Get down.After a while, I hastily pulled her out of my arms and checked her carefully. Her body was intact, but this clothes? ? ? ? ? ?
Seeing that I noticed the shirt on his body that dragged the floor, Yaya deliberately flicked his sleeves in front of me, "Mom, let's see if he looks like a character in Peking Opera." He stepped on the corner of his shirt and sat down on the ground.

Jiang Moyan, who was sitting on the sofa, walked over quickly, picked up Yaya before me, and stomped on the ground a few times as if coaxing a child.

"Uncle, it's Yaya who fell by herself, and it's not its fault, why did you step on it?" Yaya said seriously with wide eyes and tilted head.

Jiang Moyan was obviously stunned for a moment, not wanting Yaya to have too much contact with him, I quickly took Yaya from his arms, "My daughter is not that delicate." I kissed Yaya and pressed her in arms.

"Thank you for helping me find Yaya, can we leave now?"

It was his helping hand these two times that made the towering resentment towards him in my heart lessen, and my tone softened a lot.

"Your daughter is only worth a simple thank you?"

"Then what do you want?" I frowned slightly, and tightly held Yaya's hand.

"I said there was a shortage of a nanny."

"You are so rich, you can open dozens of housekeeping companies, can you still lack a nanny? Besides, even if you don't have a nanny, you still have Kong Shutong to wash and cook for you, isn't that enough? Well, you just can't get along with me."

"Mom, uncle didn't make things difficult for you, he treated Yaya very well." Yaya, who was held in my arms, poked her head out for Jiang Moyan.

I didn't know how to explain to her what happened between me and Jiang Moyan, so I had to tell her to be good and let her lie in my arms and not move.

"Your daughter knows how to repay her kindness better than you. You have lived for more than thirty years in vain."

Jiang Moyan's eyes kept falling on Yaya in my arms, which made me even more nervous. If it wasn't for the fear of Yaya's identity being exposed, in order not to owe others favors, I might consider it, but there is Yaya , absolutely not!

"Mr. Jiang, you are mistaken. I am only [-] this year. If I remember correctly, you are almost in your [-]s."

The expression on Jiang Moyan's face didn't change, he took a look at me and entered the room, I knocked on the door, but he still didn't answer.

Yaya stopped me from raising my hand again, "Uncle played with Yaya last night."

Facing the little guy's black bean-like eyes, I couldn't beat it no matter what.

Sitting down on the sofa, Yaya told me that Jiang Moyan brought her out of Mu Beichuan's hands yesterday. After Yaya's unclear description, I guessed that Jiang Moyan was there when Mu Beichuan was in France. This is a coincidence?Or did he already know that Mu Beichuan was going to take Yaya away?
I looked at the closed door, Jiang Moyan, are you really helping me?

"Mom, I'm hungry." Yaya tugged on my clothes, pulling back my wandering thoughts.

When I got up, I realized that this was a former suburban apartment, and everything was the same as before, nothing had changed.

The scenes that happened here before flashed in front of me, and I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. I patted my head, trying to get rid of those images in my mind, but my legs still came to the TV cabinet, squatted down, and pulled away. In the central drawer, a bunch of keys lay quietly in it, and beside it was a broken mobile phone, with stern eyes.

Yaya called me a few times, and I wiped the corners of my eyes, "Mom, I'm going to cook for you now."

The refrigerator was still in place, and the vegetables in it were wrapped in insulation film. I picked up a few and walked into the kitchen absent-mindedly.

(End of this chapter)