Domineering president, forgive me

Yue Yu's attitude is still firm and frowns slightly. The words just said by Xiang Yang completely stabbed her heart, but he didn't expect Xiang Yang to react so quickly. He's really not like her.

"Aren't you doing all this for your own children or for you? If you really like Jiang Yuanzhou, I have nothing to say, but I don't know what means you used to have children four years ago, so I think... "

Xiangyang clenched his lower lip. These words were about to stop. She didn't want to mention Le Yu's scar, which made him more sad.

After taking these words back into her belly, Leyu was a little surprised, but she not only didn't feel embarrassed because of Xiangyang's mercy, but made it worse.

"So what? No matter what, I've made it very clear now. Today I let you come to the coffee shop just to get you out of the boring war between women. I just want to give baozi a complete family. "

Xiangyang not only did not shrink back, but straightened his spine and looked equally steadfast.

"I know your child needs complete paternal and maternal love, and so does my child. He is still young and is not very clear about all this, but I want him to know what a child in a normal family is like."

Xiangyang lowered his voice and didn't give in at all, but this remark surprised Le Yu, so he couldn't help frowning.

After all, this is the first time that Le Yu has a direct dialogue with Xiang Yang. It seems that DC likes her for no reason.

"So Miss Xiang is determined not to do things that make people beautiful?"

"I don't think you understand what it means to be beautiful. As the heir of the Luohe family, Miss Le, if marriage still needs to be completed by others, isn't it a joke?"

As soon as Xiangyang finished speaking, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

She looked at the phone call from the kindergarten teacher. She was surprised and didn't think about anything. After she quickly connected, there came the teacher's worried voice.

"Miss Xiang, something happened to your child at school. Please come to school quickly."

Xiangyang was anxious and didn't have time to ask more questions. He picked up his bag and turned away.

At school, Xiang Yang and Le Yu appeared in the same place almost at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" Xiangyang asked curiously, with a cold expression. Is it the contradiction between steamed stuffed bun and bean paste?

Le Yu also raised his eyebrows. His face was particularly cold. After humming at him, he entered the kindergarten and came to the teacher's office. Only then did he find that steamed stuffed buns and bean paste stood on both sides.

When Le Yu saw that the steamed stuffed bun looked like he had just cried, he squatted down and put it in his arms. He was full of heartache: "tell mommy who made it?"

Steamed stuffed bun is very clear. Mommy looks gentle and cold on the surface. In fact, in order not to be bullied, she has secretly done a lot of bad things. Therefore, he has been used to shaking his head.

This time is no exception.

"Mommy, no one."

Xiangyang on the other side looked at the wound on Dousha. His face was burning and his eyes were full of clouds. Even a little light wound of a child would make people feel distressed.

At this time, the teacher had taken out the medical alcohol. After receiving it from the sun, he gently rubbed the bean paste face and wrinkled his heart.

"What's going on? How did you suddenly get hurt? "

She was a little curious. I don't think she had a conflict with steamed stuffed bun. After all, when they just came to school, they walked into the kindergarten hand in hand.

"Steamed stuffed bun parents, this is the way things are. It's steamed stuffed bun. After having a conflict with other children, Dousha watched her being bullied and came up to help him."

The teacher sighed slowly, thinking how quiet the bean paste was. Unexpectedly, after seeing the steamed stuffed bun angry, he directly swung his fist and hit the children. Leng protected the steamed stuffed bun by beating and crying a five-year-old boy.

Xiangyang was surprised. After all, steamed stuffed bun was his half brother. Unexpectedly, Dousha would stand up when steamed stuffed bun was in danger.

More unexpectedly, Le Yu tightly hugged the child in his arms. His face eased slightly, but he was a little strict with steamed stuffed bun.

"How can you make trouble with other children?"

"Because others say I don't have a father, everyone bullies me."

Steamed stuffed bun opened his mouth and said this sentence, but it made Le Yu feel cold. It seems that there are some things that must be accelerated.

"It doesn't matter. No one will say that again, because steamed stuffed buns now have a father." Le Yu smiled and comforted and touched the head of steamed stuffed bun. The child will indeed change a lot of things, otherwise she will not return home. She is so eager to give steamed stuffed bun a complete family.

Xiangyang on the other side carefully wiped the dirt on Dousha's face, which was more gratified, and patted Dousha's small shoulder.

"Good job. I'm worthy of being my mother's good son."

At this time, Le Yu did not show weakness: "son, if someone says that about you again, you should tell him that you have a father."

"I know. My father brought me to school this morning." Steamed stuffed bun raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. At this time, the mother and son held each other, especially warm.

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open. Jiang Yuanzhou hurried in, followed by Mu Rongqiu and Jiang Qingwei.

"What the hell is going on? How did it happen? "

He said these words anxiously. At this time, all three people gathered around Dousha and looked at the wound on his face, which was heavier than steamed stuffed bun.

"Tell Grandma what's going on?" Murongqiu was surprised. After all, Dousha has always been very sensible. How could she suddenly fight with steamed stuffed buns.

Jiang Yuanzhou came forward and held the bean paste in his arms, gently patting him on the back: "if you have any grievances, you must tell your father, and my father will decide for you."

Seeing this behind the scenes, Le Yu's face was extremely embarrassed. At this time, the steamed stuffed bun came over and described the situation in detail, but he didn't have too obvious disappointment on his face this time.

"My brother fought with others to save me. When other children bullied me without a father, my brother took the lead for me."

After listening to these words, the rest of the people were very relieved, which made them breathe a sigh of relief. Murongqiu came forward to hold the steamed stuffed bun in his arms and comforted in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter. You two are brothers and should help each other."

Steamed stuffed bun nodded“ It's nice to have a brother. "

Jiang Qingwei breathed a long sigh of relief, came to Dousha, gave him a thumbs up and praised him again and again.

Le Yu stood at a loss. When all the people looked at Xiangyang, they were praising her and educating her children well. These words seemed to be silver needles, one by one.