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

Chapter 200

In the car, Jiang Moyan leaned back and closed his eyes to rest. This is a brand new car. He rarely uses it. He sprayed a light fresh liquid to cover up the smell of the interior. I can't smell this smell. I opened the car click windows.

My eyes stayed on the pedestrians outside. Jiang Moyan's condition was like a big stone pressing on my heart. I could only hold back my words of concern for him and couldn't ask a word.

Feeling a bunch of eyes that seem to be there, when I turned around, he still squeezed his eyes, the lines on his face were a bit cold, and I moved back to my eyes without a trace.

When I arrived, it was just in time for the hobby class to end, and my grandma was a good talker. Before Jiang Moyan got out of the car, I squatted in front of Yaya and asked her about her situation.

"Grandma is very kind to me. However, I still want to find my mother." The little girl wrapped her short arms around my neck, smiled at me foolishly, and glanced at the car not far away, "it's Dad Yet?"

I nodded and grabbed Yaya who was about to run away holding my hand, "Don't mention grandma in front of him later, do you understand?"

The little guy's big black and white eyes were puzzled, but he still nodded obediently.

As soon as we got in the car, Yaya sat between the two of us. He stared at Jiang Moyan's eyes that had never been opened. I frowned slightly, knowing that he hadn't fallen asleep, so I picked up Yaya and put him on his lap.

"Dad, you're awake." The little guy cheered and kissed Jiang Moyan's face lightly.

Regardless of Jiang Moyan's reaction, Yaya chattered about what happened at school, pouted her mouth from time to time to express her dissatisfaction, and then giggled again, perhaps infected by Yaya's emotions, Jiang Moyan's face gradually eased , the corners of her mouth were still slightly tilted, and the doting hidden in her eyes also emerged.

I couldn't help closing my hands lightly, and my heart twitched lightly. Jiang Moyan's feeling was strong and heavy, so heavy that I couldn't bear it.

I don't know why I slept too late last night, and Yaya, who hadn't stopped halfway, moved her mouth lightly, tapped her head a few times, and after a while, the sound disappeared, and she fell asleep leaning against Jiang Moyan's arms past.

Jiang Moyan naturally hugged her in his arms, and straightened the broken hair on her forehead, as if he was afraid of disturbing Yaya in her sleep, his movements were gentle.

"She's grown taller."

"It's time to grow my head, and if I don't grow it, I will be so worried that I won't be able to sleep."

When I was pregnant with her, I was in poor health. I was anorexic and couldn’t eat. She was born prematurely. She was only [-] centimeters tall and weighed just over one kilogram. She was so thin that even a former obstetrician and gynecologist dare not touch her.

I still remember the first time I touched her, my hands were trembling, my legs were trembling, and my heart was beating wildly, for fear of breaking her slender arms and legs.

"You're not short, I'm not short, where can she be short, just worry about it." Jiang Mo said casually, but before the words fell, the arc of his mouth suddenly sank.

I rolled my eyes in my heart, angry, funny and distressed.

"Qifeng, the car stops here first, and I will send them back later."

"I'm sorry, sir. This car hasn't been moved for a few days. I forgot to check the fuel gauge. The fuel in the mailbox probably won't reach the nearest gas station." Qifeng lowered his head, not daring to look into Jiang Moyan's eyes.

After Jiang Moyan took a deep look at him, he got out of the car with Yaya in his arms, and Qifeng, who helped the father and daughter to open the door, looked at me, knowing that he must have something to say to me, so I deliberately slowed down.

"Madam, I hope you will take good care of him for the sake of what Mr. has done for you."

"You don't have to worry about this, thank you just now."

Qifeng touched his head in embarrassment, afraid that Jiang Moyan would become suspicious, so I stopped his next words and trotted to catch up with Jiang Moyan who had already entered the living room.

He put Yaya in the bedroom without even looking at me and went up to the second floor.

"I want to leave and take a taxi by myself."

I glanced at my mouth and stared at the closed door. Is it really okay for Jiang Moyan to suppress his feelings?Even if you go all the way to the dark, I will pull you back without hesitation.

I called my parents and said that I would not be coming back tonight. My mother asked me a few words, but I perfunctorily passed it, and she didn't say anything more.

I didn't eat lunch, and my stomach was growling. Regardless of his attitude, I took some vegetables from the refrigerator and went into the kitchen.

At home, except for my parents, Xiao Wu cooks. I haven’t cooked for a long time. Thinking of the breakfast I made for Jiang Moyan when I left here, I took a deep breath and worked hard to make a delicious meal. Vegetables are not difficult, and cutting vegetables is naturally not difficult for me. Maybe I am too confident. Before I cut a few times, the tomato rolled in my hand, and the sharp blade cut my index finger.

"what??????"

I pressed the wound tightly. After a short period of numbness, I felt a sharp pain. Before I could feel the pain, I hurried out of the kitchen to find the medicine box.

Jiang Moyan, who came out of the study, came out just in front of me, with a gloomy face, his eyes fell on my hands, and he ordered: "Go sit on the sofa."

"Take it easy." I'm sure he did it on purpose. Of course he knows the severity of the wound, but when he helped me deal with the wound, it seemed that I had a grudge against my fingers. My right hand tightly clenched my wrist to prevent me The hand that was almost numb from the pain fled away.

"Are you going to use your fingers to make today's dinner? You are so big, and you still have hands and feet, is it plausible!" Jiang Moyan threw away the blood-stained cotton swab and changed it, dipped it in disinfectant, Dab it on my wound.

Instantly, I trembled with pain all over my body, I couldn't control it anymore, I directly pulled my hand back, got up and hid behind my back.

"take it out."

I pursed my lips tightly and shook my head, blood was dripping from the unfinished and bandaged wound on my hand.

Jiang Moyan swept the blood drops on the floor, his eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand in front of me, motioning for me to take it out.

Thinking of the pain just now, I shook my head quickly again.

Jiang Moyan never gave me any time to be self-willed. He wrapped his strong arms around my body to control my right hand, and the other hand grabbed my left wrist. He was afraid that I would struggle, so he forced me on the sofa. The upper and lower half of the body were pressed against my body, and the black-faced help continued the follow-up work of treating the wound.

His movements were not as rude as before, but gentle and careful.

Comparing the two completely different attitudes, I felt so wronged in my heart. My eyelids trembled slightly, and the tears that had already gathered fell down one by one. A few drops hit his hand. He helped me wrap the gauze. He paused his hand, and after wrapping it up carefully, he tied a knot for me lightly.

Without saying a word, I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, "I really don't know why you, a woman, have so many tears. It seems that whenever you want to cry, you can come anytime."

After he finished speaking viciously, he entered the kitchen, and then there was the sound of cutting vegetables.

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, my sister is not an actress, she can come whenever she wants to cry!

I am ashamed to say that most of the tears in my life are still shed for him, hateful Jiang Moyan, hateful Jiang Moyan? ? ? ? ? ?
Jiang Moyan cooks very fast, and after a few glances, the delicious food appears on the table. I wake up Yaya. The little guy is very sleepy, but he is growing up, so he can't skip dinner even if he eats less.

I just decided to pick her up, and then Jiang Moyan who came in had already bent over and picked her up, put her on his lap, and fed her slowly. The little guy would enjoy it, and kept swallowing with his eyes closed.

I kept staring at this scene in a daze, knowing that Yaya was full, so Jiang Moyan carried Yaya back to the room and put her down.

"You want me to feed you too?" Jiang Moyan sat down at the dining table, glanced at the untouched food in my bowl, and frowned slightly, before making a cold voice.

"it is good."

I blinked my eyes and passed the bowl with both hands, Jiang Moyan slowly raised his head, his cold eyes wandered around my face, ignored me, and picked up his own bowl and gasped gracefully.

I wrinkled my nose and stuffed my mouth with food.

Jiang Moyan always eats elegantly but never slowly. My meal was just halfway through when he had already put down the bowl and chopsticks and sat silently opposite me.

Seeing him like this, I couldn't figure out what he was thinking again. I couldn't eat any more, so I got up to clean up the dishes.

He took the cutlery from me and carried it into the kitchen.

I sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and kept thinking about what to do next.

After Jiang Moyan came out of the study, he sat down beside me, took the remote control in my hand, and found the financial channel.

In the picture, Mu Beichuan, wearing a black suit and tie with black and white diagonal stripes, is being interviewed by a reporter.

"Mr. Wen, recently there are rumors in the industry that you are planning to acquire several profitable companies in Wencheng. Could you please tell us whether the rumors are true or not?"

The reporter obviously held an attitude of looking up to Mu Beichuan, and his respect was beyond words.

"it is true."

"Wenyang's strength has been promoted to another level, right? Wenyang is now the largest company in Wencheng. What is the goal of future development? Can you tell me?"

"The ultimate goal is that I want all companies, large and small, in Wencheng to rely on Wenyang for development."

"You mean you want to bring all the companies in Wencheng under the banner of Wenyang? This goal is really a long way to go." Suddenly, the reporter found that he used the wrong words, "Such a great goal is only for people like Mr. Mu I think Mr. Yimu's ability can definitely lead the people of Wencheng to an unprecedented broad road."

The flattering words made the corners of Mu Beichuan's mouth rise, and the smugness in the amber eyes flashed past.

"What about Suyang, are you sure you can buy it?" The reporter hesitated, but in order to get more explosive news, he went all out.

"It's just a matter of time." Mu Beichuan's tone was light as if he didn't pay attention to Su Yang, who was still relatively strong.

"Impossible."

Jiang Moyan lightly pressed the remote control, and Mu Beichuan's disgusting figure disappeared on the screen, but he didn't have the unresolved hostility I imagined. He pressed his temple lightly with his hand, and looked at me from the side.

Mu Beichuan, who was laughing at his arrogance in his heart, actually uttered such big words to everyone in Wencheng, this is absolutely courting death!Sensing the gaze on my body, I looked sideways, and my eyes met.

"Tell me, why did you come to see me last night?"

"Didn't I already tell you?" I knew he would doubt it, but I would never admit it no matter how much he asked.

"I have seen clearly what kind of person you are four years ago. It's not that you have been stimulated in the matter of men and women, and you can't take the initiative."

Jiang Moyan's voice was flat and firm, but he was really right about this.

"Since it's so clear, you can't see why I'm looking for you?" I also leaned on the sofa like him, propped my head, and looked at him.

Jiang Moyan's peachy eyes narrowed slightly, and I chuckled in my heart, Jiang Moyan, sometimes you can't guess what I'm thinking, right?

"Since when did you fully interpret the promiscuity?" The cold voice was tinged with a bit of chill, "Go to Lu Ming or go to Yunhu. I have a fiancée, and I can't give you anything except money."

"Mr. Jiang, you also said that we just take what we need. I don't care if you have a fiancee. Why do you still care about these things?"

My tone was calm, and anger was bubbling in my heart. Jiang Moyan, you obviously hate me, and you just pushed me to others indiscriminately. Do you think you are so great?

Jiang Moyan looked at me for a while, then suddenly pressed me under him, "Are you willing to degenerate?"

"It doesn't matter if you are self-willed and depraved, or you can be promiscuous. In short, this is my business, and Mr. Jiang doesn't need to worry about me."

Jiang Moyan's hand next to my ear tightened suddenly, and his thin lips were pursed into a slit.

"Okay, that's what you said!" His voice was as cold and frightening as hell's hook.

I can't guess that he must be cruel to me again, making me leave him heartbroken, but how can I make you happy?
Wrapping her hands around his neck, she chuckled close to his ear.

(End of this chapter)