Domineering president, forgive me

When he said this, Xiang Yang was still a little helpless, especially looking at their two attitudes so firm, he could only nod his head.

"In that case, I'll come here for dinner, but I must go home."

"That's good."

Dousha agreed without thinking. He made a face at Jiang Yuanzhou, indicating that their plan was successful. He couldn't wait to drag mommy's hand to pack up and get ready to go home.

Things were moved into the car by the servant. Xiangyang only felt that Jiang Yuanzhou agreed a little quickly. He always felt that it was strange there.

When the driver opened the door for her and Jiang Yuanzhou sat in the back seat, she understood what was strange.

"You?"

"It's so late that I can't trust you two to go back. Send you and bean paste back. " The smile on Jiang Yuanzhou's face was faint and winked at the bean paste on the co pilot's seat.

"What about bean paste“

Xiangyang was about to ask, when he saw that Dousha was already sitting in the child's seat in the co driver's seat and smiled brightly at her.

"Dad just said that Dousha can't be a small light bulb between Mommy and Dad, otherwise mommy and dad can't give Dousha little sister beauty, so Dousha should sit in the front."

Dousha looked serious and looked at the sun. He couldn't help looking at Jiang Yuanzhou more. This... This is definitely what he taught.

Dousha sat down again and looked at Jiang Yuanzhou with his hands on his cheeks“ My father will pick me up for dinner tomorrow morning. I'll wait for my father at home. "

Hearing these words, Xiang Yang just wanted to spit blood. He became more and more determined. He must have been trapped by their two conspiracies. He didn't know how Jiang Yuanzhou persuaded Dousha to commit a crime with him.

"Then you should pay attention. My father doesn't agree with you very much." Xiangyang Keyi lowered his voice. These things naturally don't want Dousha to know.

"I think my father-in-law will be very satisfied with me." The self-confidence on Jiang Yuanzhou's face was never groundless, but more like innate.

Xiang Yang shrugged: "in that case, I have nothing to say, so you wait."

……

Xiangyang stood at the door of his house and looked at the familiar scenery. He took a deep breath of relief and felt a little uneasy.

Slowly relieved, holding Dousha's hand into the door, Xiang Zhenyu was sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

There was something unspeakable in her heart. For so long, Xiang Yang felt very guilty. After all, she wanted to stay by her father's side all the time and didn't want him to be so bumpy and tired.

But in the final analysis, it was all themselves that made her father uneasy, especially the white hair on her forehead stabbed her eye in the light.

"Dad, I'm back." Lightly said these words, Xiangyang took the bean paste in his hand and slowly relaxed his breath.

With a bit of choking in his voice, he quickly came forward and hugged Zhenyu. Some smiles were squeezed out of his stiff face.

"Just come back." Xiang Zhenyu's turbid eyes appeared Qingming. When he saw her, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger. Yu Guang fell on Jiang Yuanzhou behind him. He couldn't help being curious.

"How are you recently?"

"Of course your father is very good. I heard you said on the phone that you would bring bean paste back to stay for a while. I had your room cleaned up long ago. And I miss my grandson. "

While talking, Xiang Zhenyu picked up Dousha and kissed him on the face. Dousha also laughed and held Xiang Zhenyu tightly. His grandfather shouted one by one, making him unable to close his mouth.

At this time, Xiangyang wanted to turn around and tell Jiang Yuanzhou to let him leave. Who knows, the latter dodged and sat on the sofa and easily assumed that this was his home.

"You're really not polite at all." Yang Yang slightly lifted his lips, make complaints about it.

When all the luggage was settled, several people sat on the sofa, Xiangyang relaxed more and more, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

At this time, Xiang Zhenyu couldn't help looking up at Jiang Yuanzhou. His eyes flashed fiercely. Let go of the bean paste and let him find Xiangyang to play. He couldn't help walking to Jiang Yuanzhou and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yuanzhou, come to the study. Dad has something to tell you alone."

After seeing this scene, Xiang Yang clenched his lower lip. He knew that this time Jiang Yuanzhou sent himself back, and his father probably knew what had happened. I think he was a little uncomfortable.

"Mommy, grandpa won't embarrass dad." The bean paste frowned.

"Of course not, and how can a good man like grandpa embarrass others? If he really wants to criticize his father, it must be his father's bad work."

Xiangyang gently kneads the nose of Dousha. He doesn't know why. He always feels that Dousha has already stood on Jiang Yuanzhou's side, and even has begun to help him deceive himself.

"Impossible?" Dousha felt strange and touched his head with his little hand: "grandpa loves Mommy very much and Dad loves Mommy very much. They have the same position. How can grandpa criticize dad?"

Dousha stood up angrily, pushed Xiangyang's knee and sat on one side of the sofa with his hands around his chest.

"I think mommy likes to speak ill of others most recently. It's really hateful."

Xiangyang quickly changed her face. She didn't expect that the child would help him whenever he was so poisoned by Jiang Yuanzhou.

"Well, mommy was just kidding. It's estimated that grandpa and dad have something to say."

His eyes fell faintly in the study, Xiang Yang took a long sigh of relief, and his hands were tightly kneaded together.

When he came directly to the study, Jiang Yuanzhou's face was still calm and his body stretched to one side. Although he was not afraid, he wanted to come to Xiang Zhenyu, but Xiang Yang's father, and his attitude became more and more gentle.

"Yuanzhou, I don't know what's wrong between you and Yangyang. To be honest, I'm really a little surprised today. I don't know why she brought you home, but I think you two haven't divorced yet. It's estimated..."

Xiang Zhenyu wanted to stop talking and looked up and down at Jiang Yuanzhou. He didn't know his attitude towards this matter.

"Dad, Yang Yang and I won't divorce." Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes were calm and firm.

"But you also know that there are few feelings between you two. It doesn't mean anything to drag on."

Tentatively speaking these words, Xiang Zhenyu was a little serious. Instead, he picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward. You could hear the sound of the clock turning on the wall. Jiang Yuanzhou coughed and shook his head: "Yang Yang is just turning coins for feelings. Most people are a little slow. It doesn't mean that we had few feelings before. On the contrary, the relationship between Yang Yang and I is very deep, and now that we have bean paste, we won't divorce."

What's more, he finally found her. How could he separate?