Lay Down My Bad Husband

On the bus back to the presidential palace, when the man heard Li Zheng say that an Xiyan ran to the presidential palace and got mad and beat Lin Ziyi, the man who was looking down at the document in his hand looked up from the document. His dangerous sight swept to Li Zheng, and his voice was particularly dangerous. He said, "what are so many people doing in the presidential palace?" Li Zheng bowed his head. He did not dare to look at the man, and even more did not dare to reply.

"How is Lin Ziyi?" See Li Zheng don't speak, the man asks coldly again.

"Listen to the housekeeper, Miss Lin and an Xiyan fight together. Miss Lin is pulled out of her hair by an Xiyan and her face is scratched." Li Zheng continued to bow his head.

--Miss Lin and an Xiyan form a group!

The man couldn't help but fill his brain for a moment. The picture, which was originally tight and thin, was slightly invisible.

Lin Ziyi is not weak at all. She can fight with an Xiyan.

"Find a chance to set an Xiyan's hair on fire and burn it for me." Although the man is in a good mood at the moment, his voice is as cold as just now.

"Yes, sir."

In the presidential palace, Lin Ziyi originally planned to take the stream back to the rental house. However, the little guy seemed to be the lobbyist of the manager. They advised her to stay one by one.

Lin Ziyi was originally a person with strong principle, but once things were related to Tang Su, her principle was not so strong.

For example, she, who never fights with others, just had a fight with an Xiyan because of that man.

For example, she hated Xiao San the most in her life. Because of that man, she almost became Xiao San. Of course, now that man has nothing to do with an Xiyan, so she naturally doesn't have to bear the charge of Xiao San.

For example, now, she insisted on leaving the presidential palace, but somehow agreed to stay. Although she looked very reluctant, she was secretly looking forward to the man's early return.

"Mom, I think we'd better eat first. We don't have to wait for Dad." Hear Lin Ziyi's "Gulu..." "Gulu..." The voice of the little guy quickly suggested.

When Lin Ziyi woke up in the afternoon, an Xiyan came without taking a few mouthfuls. Now two hours later, she was naturally hungry.

However, she was smiling at the little guy, "no, we'd better wait for your father to come back."

The little guy glanced at someone's protesting stomach and nodded, "well, whatever mom says."

"Miss Lin, young master, Mr. President's car has arrived outside the gate. It should be ready soon." At this time, the manager came over and said respectfully with a smile.

Is he back?

At that moment, Lin Ziyi's heart began to speed up unconsciously, and his little face was gradually stained with a good-looking blush.

Sure enough, soon there was the sound of the car engine outside. The manager and all the servants went to the front gate to meet them in line. The little guy sat on the sofa, playing with his iPad, glanced at the direction of the door, completely unmoved.

Lin Ziyi also looked at the direction of the door. At the moment, he just felt that it was not sitting or standing. He simply pretended that he didn't know that the man was coming back. His eyes were staring at the little guy's iPad and watching him play games.

When the man came into the hall, he saw two figures curled up on the sofa, one big and the other small, which had strained his nerves for a whole day. At this moment, he completely relaxed. Even Leng Jun's facial contour softened a little, and was infected with a lot of temperature.

"Dad, you're back!" Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little guy immediately looked up towards the door, and cried cheerfully.

The man gave a faint "um" sound, and after looking at the little guy, all his eyes fell on the sofa, the little woman who had been hanging her head and didn't look at herself at all.

As he walked towards the sofa, he tore off the tie around his neck and handed it to the manager behind him. After he untied two buttons of his shirt, the man came to the sofa.

Lin Ziyi's heart beat like a drum when he felt the close of the familiar breath. His face became more and more abnormal when he recalled the touching picture of two people last night.

Lin Ziyi slowly raised his head, raised his lips and looked at the man with an embarrassed smile. He said four words unnaturally.

"You're back. “。

Although it's just four simple words, it's warm and sweet words in men's ears.

Looking at the scratches on Lin Ziyi's red and peach like face, the man only thought he didn't see them and didn't say anything Then he told the main pipe behind him, "housekeeper, let's have dinner."

"Yes, Mr. President."

The little guy threw the iPad on the sofa and immediately slipped down from the sofa, "Oh! It's great. We can have dinner at last. Otherwise, my mother will faint. “。Where can I find it?

Lin Ziyi glared at his son, and he was so embarrassed.

However, in exchange for the man is extremely fierce warning eyes, "hungry don't know yourself to eat first?"

"Miss Lin said that we'll have dinner when you come back." The manager added.

Lin Ziyi is even more embarrassed!

The corner of a man's lips is a tiny invisible hook. In his deep ink eyes, there is a flash of pleasant light, and then his long arm stretches out, directly pulling the woods on the sofa together, "let's go."

Then his big palm wrapped Lin Ziyi's cool little hand and strode to the restaurant.

"And me!" Seeing that the man only led Lin Ziyi to the restaurant, completely ignoring his own existence, the little guy was anxious.

Lin Ziyi looked back at the child with a smile and stretched out his hand to him, "come here quickly!"

The little guy immediately rushed to Lin Ziyi, took Lin Ziyi's hand, then glanced at a man and muttered, "mother still loves me."

The man glanced at a child and let go of Lin Ziyi's hand. He put his arms around her and went to the restaurant together.

After dinner, the man went directly back to his study to do official business. Lin Ziyi accompanied the child to finish his homework, and then watched the little guy take a bath.

However, the little guy is old now and doesn't need to be washed by others. Even Lin Ziyi stands at the bathroom door and looks at him, he doesn't give it.

Lin Ziyi laughs. What's good for his small body!

It's time to go to bed when the little guy comes out from the bath. On the bedside table of the children's room, the servant puts the story book attentively. Lin Ziyi lies half by his son's side, telling stories to make him sleep.