Domineering president, forgive me

Sit in front and look up at this man every day?

Xiangyang thought it was strange. He untied his seat belt and asked one more question before he left: "do you have time when the boss of your big company comes to teach in our school?"

Jiang Yuanzhou's eyes were deeply printed with her face, and the corners of her lips gently pulled up a smile: "this is called benefiting the country."

"Cut." Xiangyang threw him a white eye. He was really mentally disabled. I really don't waste my remarks to him.

It is estimated that if Jiang Yuanzhou knows the remarks given to him by Xiang Yang, he will have to be angry again.

Looking at the figure of Xiangyang entering the gate, Jiang Yuanzhou started the car and left.

At this time, Xiang Qing looked angrily at Maybach on the second floor balcony.

Xiangyang!

Xiangyang actually hooked up with Jiang Yuanzhou.

Her dignified and virtuous appearance has completely changed at this time, and her eyes will be strange to anyone.

Another scene is being staged at this time in the luxury house decorated with European and American style.

Yang Feifei wears Valentino women's clothes, and the makeup on her face is extremely exquisite.

At this time, she was sitting dignified in the hall of Jiang's house. Sitting opposite her was Murong Qiu, Jiang Yuanzhou's mother.

"Feifei, why don't you say it? The boat is far from home." Murongqiu is well maintained. Sitting with Yang Feifei, the gap is not very big.

"Aunt, I came to see you today." Yang Feifei's face was full of smiles, and murongqiu was suspicious.

Usually, Yang Feifei would never communicate with her in private. She would only say hello to her in front of her son.

What's going on today?

Just when she mistook Jiang Yuanzhou for home, Yang Feifei said her purpose of coming this time.

"Aunt, you know, our two families have always been engaged. Yuanzhou and I have reached the age of marriage, but now..."

Then she made a look of crying.

"What did this, this far boat do?" When Murong Qiu saw that Yang Feifei should come to her this time, he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

"Aunt, this is the woman in the newspaper. She must be another handsome and rich woman watching COSCO boat." She took out a newspaper from her LV bag and put the photo printed on Jiang Yuanzhou holding Xiangyang into the hotel straight in front of Jiang's mother.

The man familiar with the newspaper made murongqiu a little excited. She caught the newspaper.

Is it really your son? Is it really true that there is finally a woman around your son?

"This, this is..."

Yang Feifei took no pleasure in Mu Rongqiu's excitement and was angry. She continued to stir up the flames and said, "this is the college student. I don't know how to open a house with an engaged man. Aunt, you really can't let such a woman approach Yuanzhou, which will affect Yuanzhou's reputation."

Listening to what Yang Feifei said, murongqiu frowned fiercely.

Seeing Murong Qiu's expression at this time, Yang Feifei thought that she began to dislike Xiangyang, and she couldn't help feeling proud.

As long as she doesn't agree, Jiang Yuanzhou can't continue to contact Xiangyang.

"OK, you go back first. I'll ask when Yuanzhou comes back." My mind is full of girls in the newspaper. Murongqiu doesn't want to continue with Yang Feifei at this time.

"Ah, OK, aunt, I'll see you again next time."

Murong Qiu stared at the newspaper in her hand for a long time after seeing Yang Feifei leave the hall.

Then he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Yuanzhou's phone to let him hurry home.

While waiting for Jiang Yuanzhou to go home, murongqiu has been struggling to find out whether to ask about it.

In the end, he was too curious about what woman could enter his son, and was ready to know more about it.

When Maybach stopped at the door, Murong Qiu couldn't wait.

Before Jiang Yuanzhou entered the house, she sat on the sofa and waved to Jiang Yuanzhou to come quickly.

"Yuanzhou, hurry up. I have something to ask you." Murongqiu waved to Jiang Yuanzhou with a smile.

"Well?" Jiang Yuanzhou sat on the sofa. When he looked at the newspaper on the tea table, he immediately understood, "this..."

He brooded for a moment, wondering what to say about it.

Murongqiu looked at Jiang Yuanzhou and knew that there must be something fishy: "if you didn't tell the facts today, I'd check it myself."

Looking at Murong Qiu's extremely serious appearance at this time, Jiang Yuanzhou knew that this topic must not escape.

"She is the man's daughter."