Her Overbearing Man

But what makes Alger curious is that her Phoenix eyes are similar to cold anode, so that as long as they are seen, no one will think they have nothing to do with each other.

Leng Yang's reaction also confirmed Alger's conjecture.

Looking at the person coming across, Leng Yang pursed his lips, as if squeezing out two words from his throat, "mother..."

Mother

Sure enough, aljie was a little surprised and surprised. Since he was lengyang's mother, he was as stiff as an enemy.

It was not like seeing a mother, but like facing a terrible enemy, but he had to make an unprepared gesture.

Yang Xi nodded to Leng Yang, and his cold face softened. He looked at his face carefully, and then whispered, "you seem to be thin..."

Lengyang eyebrows slightly move, the eyes under the convergence quickly across a cold light.

Maybe others didn't notice or notice it, but Alger saw it.

Between these two people's eyebrows, how should they be born? Leng Yang actually treats his own mother like this.

Tut Tut, in a rich family, even the blood relationship between mother and son is so intriguing. It's really complicated.

"Auntie, I was just talking to brother lengyang about coming to see you!"

Leng Yang hasn't said a word yet, Zhao Qiyu has already stepped up and hugged Yang Xi's arm.

"Why do you call me Auntie? It's time for Qiyu to change her tongue, or it's too fast..."

He handed the red wine to his assistant. Yang Xi patted Zhao Qiyu's arm and finally had a smile on her face.

Hearing Yang Xi's words, Zhao Qiyu shook her arm shyly, "Auntie, I didn't..."

"Also called aunt..." Yang Xi looked discontented, but there was no anger in his words. It seemed that he was just a little angry with the younger generation.

"Ma..."

Zhao Qiyu called in a low voice, but she didn't dare to look at other people's expressions. Then she lowered her head with shame.

Next to him came a group of people, headed by Zhao Qi, a family member of the Zhao family. One of the big bellied men laughed, "it seems that Miss Zhao doesn't want to change her tongue. Chairman Zhao, your daughter is still very homesick!"

Standing next to him, the man with gold rimmed glasses has a slightly crooked mouth, with a mature man's elegance. He looks at Zhao Qiyu, and the light from the lens seems to be very doting, "Yeah."

Such a sentence with unclear meaning made the atmosphere of the scene stagnate for a moment, and Zhao Qiyu's smile was also stiff.

In the face of her own father's eyes, she shivered slightly and invisibly, avoiding the chill of Zhao Qiwen's eyes, which only aimed at her. Zhao Qiyu took Yang Xi's hand and unconsciously tightened it, "Dad..."

As if he didn't see the strange atmosphere between the father and daughter of the Zhao family, Yang Xi took a glass of wine from his assistant and held it up in front of Zhao Qi. "Chairman Zhao, the marriage of these two young people is about to be done. You father, how can you be happy..."

Hearing the speech, other people on the scene also spoke one after another.

"Yes, yes, the marriage between the Leng family and the Zhao family is the top priority in Wucheng..."

"Lao Zhao, you are also going to be a father-in-law..."

Listening to these words, Zhao Qiyu can't help biting her lips tightly. She looks at Leng Yang carefully and happily. When she sees his expressionless face, her heart sinks and her smile slowly drops.

Even in just a few minutes, the observant Alger has seen a lot.

For example, Leng Yang's indifference to his biological mother and his insensitivity to his fiancee.

After a look, I chatted with the people next to me, a steady and virtuous Zhao Qiyu.

Alger had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He still remembered the first time she saw her. Zhao Qiyu was so conceited and arrogant that he even wanted to buy herself and make her her eyeliner.

It's really strange for Leng yang to have such a deep-seated and double faced woman.

The falling flowers are merciless. That's what it means.

Another is Zhao Qiyu, the father he can't see through.

That's a tough character.

Even if he can't see through, aljie can feel it. He even finds that he is not happy with Zhao Qiyu.

Don't know what reason, Zhao Qiyu unexpectedly provoked such a terrible guy, or her own father.

There is also a strange point, aerjie found that lengyang's biological mother, and Zhao Qiyu, seem to have a more harmonious relationship.

Hand in hand, said with relish, it seems that is the relationship between mother and daughter.

If it wasn't for the similarity between Yang Xi and lengyang, he would have doubted whether they had the wrong baby.

Almost want to know more about the secret of the alje some ready to move, and forced to endure.

Today, he came as a bodyguard with a mission, so he didn't do anything. He just went to see the play in silence.

Just in such a short period of time, he found so many interesting things that Alger was looking forward to the next story.

This side said, Yang Xi seems to suddenly remember what, "by the way, Qi Yu, why didn't her mother come?"

Referring to Li Hui, Zhao Qi's eyes softened slowly. "She's not feeling well recently..."

Think of his wife's body, Zhao Qi looked at Zhao Qiyu's eyes again cold up, such a picky daughter, he really does not need.

"I see. It's a pity."

Yang Xi shook his head, but there was no pity on her face, as if what she said just now was just a casual remark.

Hear Yang Xi's words, Zhao Qi is skin smile meat don't smile ground to see Zhao Qiyu one eye, just turn not far away, voice but some apology, "sorry, excuse me."

Yang Xi nodded, "please feel free to..."

It's another kind of greeting. Although Zhao Qiyu's existence and lengyang's own air-conditioning force many people away, they can always meet some people who are resistant to the cold.

Until the people around Yang Xi also slowly left, leaving only Zhao Qiyu and a personal assistant, Yang Xi had time to turn his head to see lengyang.

Seeing his son's cold face surrounded in the middle, Yang Xi smiles almost imperceptibly. Although Zhao Qiyu is still standing beside him, his eyes have fallen on Leng Yang and the women around him.

With disgust in his eyes, Yang Xi had a brush in his eyes. He didn't think much of it, but it was fleeting. He patted her hand comfortingly, and then he took Zhao Qiyu.