Lay Down My Bad Husband

"Well, let's go down."

It's almost eight o'clock in the evening in the presidential palace, but there is no movement in the direction of the gate.

"Honey, if you're hungry, eat first. You don't need your father." Lin Ziyi rubbed the top of the little guy's hair and asked with his lips.

The little guy sat cross legged in his hair. His eyes moved away from the huge TV screen and looked at Lin Ziyi beside him. He said with a smile, "you said dad would come back for dinner, so we'd better wait for him."

"Are you really not hungry?" Lin Ziyi asked, glaring at his son.

The little fellow shook his head. "It's OK!"

"Gulu..." "Gulu..."

However, the voice of the little guy fell, and his stomach began to ring.

The little guy smiles awkwardly, covers his hungry and shriveled stomach and doesn't speak.

"Young master, there are desserts in the kitchen. Would you like to serve some first?" On one side, the manager heard the little guy's stomach "gululu..." I can't help laughing.

"There's dessert!" The little guy immediately slipped down from the sofa, with a happy face and said, "Uncle manager, you said it earlier!"

The manager laughs, "then I'll go and bring a bowl to the young master."

"Yes! Thank you, chief

Soon, the little guy finished eating, "no, you left zhangtai hall early in the morning and went to the mansion." Li Zheng thinks that it is perfectly normal for Mr. President to go back to his mansion. There is no need to hide Lin Ziyi.

"Oh, back to the mansion." Lin Ziyi naturally knows that the mansion in Li Zheng's mouth is the Tang family mansion.

Hearing Lin Ziyi's low voice, Li Zheng explained, "you should have dinner with the commander and the guests in the mansion. You should be back to the presidential palace soon."

"Oh, with the guests." Lin Ziyi's voice, obviously with a sense of loss and depression.

This smelly man, who is not coming back for dinner, told her to let her and her children wait for him to have dinner. As a result, he didn't come back so late and didn't tell her.

"Yes, it seems that miss qianjinjin of Minister Jin went to the mansion." In order not to worry Lin Ziyi, Li Zheng, who is not sure about the situation, explains one more sentence.

Originally, Lin Ziyi was just a little lost and depressed. After listening to Li Zheng's last explanation, he was even more angry.

"Well, I see." Lin Ziyi tried to make his tone sound normal. He pulled his lips and said, "thank you, deputy Li. Have fun with Xiaolin."

When he hung up, Lin Ziyi turned to the manager behind him and said, "manager, please pour out the dinner."

The manager is tiny Leng for a moment, look up to Lin Ziyi, "Miss Lin, but you haven't eaten yet."

From Lin Ziyi's conversation just now, he can tell that Mr. President will not come back for dinner.

"I won't eat any more. Pour it out."

Words fall, the woods appropriate also don't wait for the manager to open mouth to say again what, stride back to own bedroom.