Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Louver and Cheng Ziyu's face immediately became a little serious. They looked worried. Seeing that the wind had no response, they gave a little breath in their heart.

Si Yeqing suddenly walked up to the three. Cheng Ziyu's eyes narrowed. It seems that Si Yeqing is a little different.

"Long time no see," said Si Yeqing in a hoarse voice.

The wind ChuChu sneered, "long time no see."

Si Yeqing looked at Feng's clear eyes and was still so charming. Suddenly, Cheng Ziyu blocked Si Yeqing's sight. He looked at Cheng Ziyu with a bad complexion.

"Sister ChuChu, grandma Feng is waiting for us to go home for dinner." Cheng Ziyu said to Feng ChuChu behind him.

"Let's go, brother Ziyu." the clear and moving voice sounded behind Cheng Ziyu.

Cheng Ziyu took a provocative look at Si Yeqing, then pulled his windy wrist and got into the car, followed by the shutter.

Just as the car was about to leave, Si Yeqing suddenly shouted to the wind, "Happy New Year!"

Although the window was closed, the voice of Si Yeqing was not small. The wind heard it clearly. Her face turned red and scolded psychosis. She ran over and said this.

Cheng Ziyu watched the wind's clear reaction and couldn't help biting his tongue. It seems that his clear sister really can't forget the night engine.

When they arrived at Feng ChuChu's house, Feng ivy had prepared a table of food.

"You're back. Go wash your hands and you can eat," said Feng ivy with a smile.

Then the man lined up like a child to wash his hands.

"Grandma, you cooked so many dishes today. It's amazing," Cheng Ziyu praised.

Ivy smiled. "Xiaonian, you must have more food. Try it quickly. It doesn't suit your taste."

The louver ate the ribs and immediately gave Ivy a thumbs up "grandma, delicious"

Seeing this scene, Feng ChuChu's eyes feel a little sour. I haven't had this holiday feeling for a long time.

"Grandma Feng, you don't know how terrible my grandmother's cooking is." Cheng Ziyu's body trembled at the thought of Ruan Yufeng's dark cooking.

"Your grandmother, she was pampered by your grandfather."

Cheng Ziyu smiled and said nothing. His grandfather was only good to his grandmother.

On the other side, Si Yeqing is not as lively as the wind, but it is also very warm.

"Grandma, your fish is getting better and better," Si Yeqing said with a smile.

"Eat more if you like," said Grandma Si, who took a fish for Si Yeqing and narrowed her eyes to pick a fish bone for Si Yeqing.

In lanjingyue, it was much more painful. Although Si Yeqing changed his place, not in the dark basement, but in an apartment with one room, one living room and one bathroom, someone stood at the door of the house to monitor her all the time. She wanted to run away.

The most important thing is boredom. Si Yeqing confiscated all her communication equipment. She had no entertainment interaction except watching TV.

Today is the Chinese New Year. All major TV stations are broadcasting the Chinese New Year party. The blue crystal moon lying on the sofa, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, can't help feeling as if she had returned to her childhood. She didn't live abroad from the beginning, but in a very remote mountain village in China.

At that time, only the village head had a TV. During the new year's festival, the people in the village would go to the village head's house to watch TV. Although life there was poor, it was also comfortable. As a result, a rainstorm and flood took the lives of everyone in the village except her.

Later, by chance, she went to the United States. In order to survive, she became what she is now.

Thinking of her smile, I didn't expect that many years later, she would watch TV and watch the new year's party. Unexpectedly, in this situation, suddenly, she didn't pay so much attention to what was about to happen.

Although Si Wenshu has two sons and two daughters, and the two sons and two daughters have their own families and have given birth to grandchildren for him, it is reasonable to say that the new year's day should be very lively, but it didn't.

On a huge square table, there are all kinds of delicious food. There are more than 20 people sitting next to the table, but no one dares to speak. Even the five-year-old children are eating quietly.

The atmosphere of the whole banquet did not feel like a family banquet, but everyone seemed to be used to it.

After dinner, the children of the Secretary followed the Secretary into the study, and the rest were relieved. The children dared to run around as demons.

The atmosphere in the study was very tense.

The clerk looked at the children who were still very formal in front of him, and his face became even worse.

He doesn't value boys over girls. He treats all children equally and strictly discipline them, but what he doesn't want to cultivate is still a waste. If any of them can have half the talents of Si Yeqing or even Feng ChuChu and Muzi, he can safely hand over Si to that person, which is a death without regret.

But these losers have nothing but to spend money and let him wipe his ass.

"Tell me about the management of your company." Si Wenshu looked at his children indifferently. He didn't let his children go to his head office, but left them to experience in his subsidiary.

"Dad, the company is OK recently," said the eldest son of the clerical department carefully.

"What does it mean to be ok? Did you lose more than 20 million on the book?"

"Dad, I will try my best to run the company well," said the eldest son, Si Zheng.

Si Wenshu snorted coldly and looked at his eldest daughter, Si Jing.

"There is a little problem in the company," said Si Jing uneasily.

"A large number of senior executives leave, which is a small problem"

"Dad, I was wrong"

Si Wenshu stopped looking at Si Jing and looked at his remaining two children, who, like their brothers and sisters, managed the company in a mess.

How dare he expect such a small company to support the whole Si family.

At this time, fireworks suddenly rang out of the window, and the colorful flowers bloomed in the sky. The secretary looked at his children in front of him, waved his hand and signaled them to go out.

In an instant, there was only Si Wenshu in the study, and the fireworks outside the window were still ringing.

Feng ChuChu and Cheng Ziyu lie in front of the window and look at the fireworks. Suddenly, Feng ChuChu closes his eyes and closes his hands like making a wish.

"Sister ChuChu, how do you wish on fireworks?" the shutter asked puzzled.

"Because I promise," Feng said clearly and naturally. The expression of the shutter was stagnant. It seemed that there was really no problem.

Nearby Cheng Ziyu also closed his eyes and made a wish, and the shutter hurriedly made a wish.

"Sister ChuChu, what wish did you make?" Cheng Ziyu asked.

"If you say your wish, it won't work." Feng ChuChu said with a smile. Cheng Ziyu nodded and continued to look at the fireworks outside the window.

A small year passed so bland or warm.