Domineering president, forgive me

When he received a call from Xiang Qing, Xiang Yang was preparing breakfast for his two children. When he heard Xiang Qing's voice, he said that he was not excited.

"Sister, are you okay? Where are you? Are you okay? Tell me the address and I'll pick you up now. "

Xiang Qing subconsciously looked at Ellens, pursed her lips, choked her throat and said:

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. It's just, it's just Xiao Yang, I..."

Before Xiang Qing finished, Xiang Yang couldn't wait to interrupt, "sister, are you with Ellens? Is he with you now? "

The phone was put out, so Ellens could actually hear what Xiang Yang said.

At this time, Ellen couldn't help laughing and saying hello when Xiang Yang mentioned his name.

"Xiangyang, long time no see. Do you miss me?"

"Ellens, it's you!"

Realizing that her voice was a little loud, she really didn't want others to know that she had contacted Xiang Qing. Xiang Yang took her mobile phone to the bathroom and turned on the tap.

"Ellens, what do you want, can't you let us go? Or do you think it's fun? "

Ellens frowned slightly and looked wronged.

"No, Xiangyang, I just miss you. I just saw your sister walking alone on the street that day, so I invited her back as a guest."

"Xiangyang, if you want your sister too, come to her. I can arrange someone to pick you up. You can come whenever you want. As long as you call me in advance, I can arrange everything for you."

Without giving the opportunity to speak to the sun, Ellens said:

"But Xiangyang, the only person I want to see is you. I don't want to see other people, let alone the police. Therefore, if I know that you secretly reported to the police, or tell others about it, I can't guarantee that the beauty is whether your sister is still alive when I see her."

"Xiao Yang, don't come. He's crazy. Don't come alone. Do you hear me, Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang!"

Xiang Qing shouted hard, and no one stopped her.

Ellens just frowned unhappily and didn't signal Xiang Qing not to continue. She just looked at her with a smile.

Xiang Qing was so creepy that she shut her mouth obediently and looked at Ellens in horror. She really couldn't understand what Ellens's mood meant.

"Xiangyang, do you hear me? Your sister told you not to come. What about you? Do you want to come? "

Ellens's light and light words made Xiangyang's heart dream sink.

"Ellen, don't hurt my sister. She doesn't know anything. She's innocent. I know what you want, but now that your father is dead, what else do you want!"

"He's dead. What does it have to do with me?"

Ellens's eyes immediately cooled down. Even Lucina, who had just been very noisy, was witty and quiet. She stood quietly aside, didn't speak, and stared at Xiang Qing.

Lucina's terrible face made Xiang Qing's heart afraid. She had to look away and pretend not to see it.

"Ellens, the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation are almost over. Can't you let go? Yuanzhou has also told you that if you want the shares of the Chiang family, he can give them to you, Ellens, let go. "

"Hehe. Xiangyang, you have been with me for so long that you really don't know me at all? I have told you many times that I don't care about money. I don't care about their Chiang family at all. "

Ellens suddenly smiled, very strange, "what I want is the life of their Chiang family."

"At eight o'clock tonight, I'll let someone pick you up. Xiangyang, remember, you have only such a chance. Whether Xiang Qing or Jiang Yuanzhou, you have only such a chance. If you don't come, I'll go. As for Xiang Qing..."

Before Ellens finished, he hung up the phone directly, obviously on purpose. He wants Xiangyang to imagine what Xiang Qing will suffer!

Xiangyang bowed her head and cried. At this time, she seemed so weak and useless.

"Knock knock -"

The door of the bathroom was knocked, which also pulled back Xiangyang's sixu.

"Mommy, I'm so hungry. Are you ready for breakfast?" The soft and waxy sound of steamed stuffed bun came through the door panel.

Xiangyang immediately dried his tears, washed his face, opened the door and said:

"I'm sorry, maybe I went to bed too late last night. I was a little sleepy just now. Will Mommy make breakfast for steamed stuffed buns now?"

Steamed stuffed bun thinks today's Xiangyang is a little strange, but it can't be said to be strange.

"OK, I'll call Dousha to get up."

Xiang Yang nodded, bowed his head and kissed the steamed stuffed bun on the forehead, "go."

After entering the kitchen, Xiangyang began to prepare breakfast, but what swirled in her mind was Ellen's last warning words, which made her really worried.

"Ah --"

Xiang Yang was careless. When he was cutting tomatoes, he accidentally cut his finger.

Steamed stuffed bun hurried to hear the voice and asked eagerly:

"What's the matter, Mommy? Did you cut it?"

Xiang Yang hid his hand behind his back, pulled out a smile and said to the steamed stuffed bun:

"It's all right. It's just a small wound. Would you like steamed stuffed bun to help Mommy get band aid?"

Steamed stuffed bun nodded, turned around and hurried to get the first-aid kit.

Xiangyang knows he can't go on like this, but Ellens has made it clear that if she tells others about it, Xiangqing will be in danger.

Whether Xiangyang is willing or not to tell Jiang Yuanzhou about this matter, now is the time not to say it, for the sake of QJ's safety.

Steamed stuffed bun helped to deal with Xiangyang's wound, and his small eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Mommy, do you have something on your mind? You can tell the steamed stuffed bun that the steamed stuffed bun promises not to tell her father what's on her mind. "

Xiangyang chuckled, rubbed the steamed stuffed bun's hair and said, "Mommy can have something on her mind. She just accidentally cut her hand. Don't tell your father."

Steamed stuffed bun pursed its lips, and the small face and eggs wrinkled together. It was obviously worried. However, seeing Xiangyang unwilling to say, he didn't continue to ask. He felt that Xiangyang had come to see him as a child and felt that she couldn't help, so he didn't want to say.

Thinking so, the steamed stuffed bun went to the restaurant, pulled the bean paste together, ate breakfast obediently, and was not noisy at all.

If you can't help in other things, then do yourself well. At least you can not let mommy worry about yourself. It's also very good.