Domineering president, forgive me

Before long, Le Yu came to Jiang Yuanzhou villa with big and small bags of luggage. At this time, the nanny looked a little embarrassed. She knew that Xiang Yang had just come back. Unexpectedly, Le Yu wanted to move in.

"Miss le..."

"There's nothing to say. Help me clean up a guest room and steamed stuffed buns. I want to stay with my father for a long time."

Yue Yu's face became more and more natural. Of course, she had already regarded this as her home. At this time, she was urging steamed stuffed buns to play with the bean paste on one side.

"Give your brother a copy of the toy Mommy just bought. You two go and play together."

While talking, the smile on Le Yu's face became stronger and stronger. At this time, the steamed stuffed bun didn't reluctantly pick up anything. Happily, they came to the side of bean paste, and the two laughed.

Dousha is still young. Naturally, I don't know how the relationship between the two people is. I just think it's a happy thing to have a little boy with me.

"Let me give you a car." Dousha obediently took out a beautiful car from the bag and put it in the hands of the steamed stuffed bun. "Mommy said she wouldn't take other people's things at will. Since she received the gift, she should give feedback."

After hearing these words, Le Yu smiled calmly and went to the kitchen and took the apron from the nanny.

The nanny's face was a little embarrassed. She wanted to persuade Yue Yu, but she was stopped by her cold eyes. She could only hide aside and didn't answer.

After a while, Le Yu came out of the kitchen with the mung bean soup in his hand. At this time, the nanny was looking at the two children. When she heard that Le Yu went upstairs, she looked a little embarrassed. They were servants and didn't get a clear order. Naturally, they were embarrassed to stop.

As soon as he got to the door of the study, Le Yu heard the noise of two people inside. He was a little unwilling, or the hand of the dinner plate trembled.

Even if he didn't like Jiang Yuanzhou in his heart, he saw his child's father with other women, enjoying what he didn't have, and he was crazy jealous.

"Then I don't care. If you don't sign, you'll be good..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well, and we are married."

The word "marriage" hurt. Le Yu couldn't help sneering at the pain, and his face was full of clouds, smiling at the moment when he opened the door.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you two were in the study."

At this time, Xiangyang, in the arms of Jiang Yuanzhou, wriggled to break free. Her eyes flashed sharply, slowly put the soup on the table, saw the divorce agreement, kept silent, and took back her sight.

Xiangyang stood up awkwardly, got up to tidy up his clothes and tied a button in front of Jiang Yuanzhou. His face was a little uncomfortable.

She can clearly feel Le Yu's hostility to herself, especially now that he is generous and sees everything in his eyes, he still doesn't show it. He has a posture of forcing the palace.

"It doesn't matter. We're just discussing ordinary things and have nothing to say."

Xiangyang tilted his mouth and turned away from Jiang Yuanzhou. But at this time, Jiang Yuanzhou took his arm and pulled her to his side again.

"What's so shy? We're all married."

Jiang Yuanzhou faintly said this sentence, which was obviously a declaration of sovereignty. Of course, he knew Le Yu's thoughts about himself now, but he just wanted to fight back with practical actions.

Xiangyang didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and looked at the soup sent by Leyu. He remembered her tenderness, but he was clumsy. He went to the kitchen a few times. He didn't succeed once. His heart was mixed.

"I don't know what you're doing here?" Jiang Yuanzhou asked faintly, still holding Xiangyang's hand tightly.

He almost kissed her lips just now. Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Le Yu. Naturally, he didn't want to.

"Nothing, but I think you must be tired after bumping for so long. I made you a soup."

Having said that, Le Yu didn't mean to quit. Instead, he sat on the other side of the sofa and looked at them with a smile.

At this time, Xiangyang's face was more embarrassed. He laughed at himself. He always felt that today's Yueyu was very like the ancient queen. Even if the emperor dotes on the imperial concubine again, she is still the queen.

Especially the magnanimity and magnanimity on his face. In fact, he can't do it himself.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll......" Xiangyang still has a faint smile on her face. She clenches her lower lip and doesn't want to show her emotions. Who knows that Jiang Yuanzhou still hasn't loosened her and wants to pull her back to her place.

At this time, Xiangyang was cruel and ruthless. He shook off Jiang Yuanzhou's hand with some strength, and the corners of his mouth were helpless.

"I have nothing to say. It's your business now. You two have a good talk."

Just turned around while talking, but at this time, Le Yu stopped her.

"What can my sister say together? I have nothing to do with him this time." Her tone was even so bland that people couldn't find any problems. Xiang Yang smiled at himself and looked up at Yue Yu.

"It doesn't matter. You two have a good chat."

Xiangyang said these words with a bitter smile. At the moment he turned around, all his disguises were torn to pieces, and he walked out in pain.

After returning to the bedroom, he turned his hand over the door, covered his head and hid in the quilt, feeling unspeakably tired.

Jiang Yuanzhou didn't chase out, but looked up at Yue Yu thoughtfully, with a faint smile on his face.

"I don't know what you mean by coming here to deliver soup?"

The position he wanted to express was obvious. He looked at her with his hands around his chest and felt that the woman in front of him was not so simple.

Yue Yu smiled more and more magnanimous, lowered his head slowly, and was a little sorry: "I'm really sorry. There is a gap between you two, but I don't know that Xiang Yang will come back."

"And baozi has always wanted to move in with his father."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuanzhou's face was completely cold, leaned forward slightly, and his deep eyes looked at her.

"So what exactly do you mean by these words?"

Le Yu relaxed his hands and didn't want to disguise anymore. She could even feel that Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes had seen through all her expressions.

"Now there are only two of us in the room. If you want anything, I can satisfy you as much as possible."

Jiang Yuanzhou sneered and leaned on the sofa. The delicious mung bean soup filled the room, which was really disgusting for him.

"I want to give steamed stuffed bun a complete home, which is what I have been pursuing."

Jiang Yuanzhou was stunned and blurted out those words.

"It's impossible. I can't divorce."