Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

Yi Laozi is silent. He raised the child himself, but he still can't control the child.

He's aging, and the child is getting stronger.

"You are really... More and more like your father." Old man Yi looks at his grandson with a complicated look. I still remember that his son said in front of him that he had to marry that woman. Even if he gave up his identity as a young master of the Yi family, it doesn't matter.

It's like everything of the Yi family, which is not worth mentioning at all.

Yi Jin doesn't speak without puckering her lips.

Yi said again, "but one day, you will regret it, just like your father did in those days..." it's just that you regret it too late and lose your life.

"I will not regret it." Yi Jin said with great certainty, "falling in love with her and marrying her are the things I will never regret in my life."

"Is it? Ha ha... "Old man Yi suddenly laughed," don't regret... It's really easy to say. It's a pity that I'm old and one foot has already stepped into the coffin. Maybe you can't wait to regret in the future and go first. "

"Then you will live longer." Yi Jin said from staring at Yi Laozi, "live a hundred years, so you can see how I don't regret it. Maybe you can see me and the still born child. That should be very interesting."

Yi Jin said, loosening her feet.

But the secretary who was trampled by him finally felt that he had survived the disaster. He got up quickly, looked at Yi Jin with some fear and caution on his face, and then said to Yi, "don't worry, you are OK."

Old Yi shook his head and looked at his grandson. "Do you really want me to live forever?"

"Yes." Yi Jin smiled a little. The violence in the peach blossom eyes of Yi Jin had faded away. The whole person looked noble and elegant, just like the violence just now. It didn't exist at all. "Grandpa, I hope you will live a long life. In this way, you can see how different my father and I are, and how happy I will be!"

With that, Yi Jin left the ward.

In the old man Yi's expression, there is more silence.

Is it a hundred years old? He took a look at his old hands. He was old and his body was not as good as one year. Even if he had been recuperated in the hospital for a long time, he could not resist the aging of human beings.

"You say, can I live a hundred years?" Mr. Yi asked the Secretary in the ward.

The Secretary replied quickly, "you can live a hundred years, old man."

"Well, let me see if he is the same as his father." Old Yi muttered.

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in the evening, Ling still took the wedding dress booklet sent by Gao Congming in the afternoon and asked Yi Jinli for his opinions.

"These are some famous designers. If you want to have other designers you like, you can also name them. I'll let people contact you." Yi Jin leaves the way.

A little famous? Ling is still speechless, these are very famous design masters, OK!

"No, the designers here are already very good." Ling still hurriedly said, "but..." she seemed to hesitate to bite the lip.