Mr.president, you are too gentle

He sighed slightly, knowing that he was sorry for their mother and son in this matter.

So more often, Xia Guowei is holding a little guilt, and he is more obedient to the material in summer.

Liu Wenwen is used to sleeping beauty sleep at this point. She usually gets up near noon. Xia Guowei came back late yesterday. He didn't want to cause any sensation. He just went to the guest room to sleep.

Since he couldn't talk to his son, Xia Guowei simply bowed his head and ate his own breakfast quietly. His breakfast was a medium rare steak. Xia Guowei always believed that the plan of the day was in the morning.

Breakfast is the top priority every day. Others focus on simplicity and lightness, but Xia Guowei's breakfast must have meat. He felt that only in this way could he have the energy to deal with the most important morning of the day and let the quiet stomach and intestines move all night.

Both father and son dined gracefully. Xia Guowei cut the pot with bloody steak inside, almost chewing it raw. In summer, he screwed his eyebrows tightly when he smelled the bloody smell in the air, but Xia Guowei enjoyed it.

Occasionally drink two mouthfuls of red wine, but also particularly carefree. Summer is like my mother. I never like such meat and smell it. I feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, we always stay away from this kind of steak that must be half cooked. In summer, we prefer Chinese breakfast. These are incompatible with what the father revealed from his bones, and the small details are enough to remember clearly.

Xia Guowei is also used to reading newspapers at breakfast. Next to him is the morning paper that the housekeeper has already prepared and put aside. He stood his eyes and cut the steak gracefully while watching the newspaper carefully.

When he saw the news about the bus thief yesterday, Xia Guowei subconsciously looked up at summer and saw that he was still drinking the milk in his hand.

More than half of the reports were reported. Xia Guowei looked carefully and there was no news about summer. Even the protagonist summarized the past with a simple high school student. Xia Guowei was slightly relieved to see here.

Liu Wenwen is really beautiful. This woman has years and brains. Often it's just a look in Xia Guowei's eyes. She can understand her thoughts. That's why Xia Guowei decided to marry this ordinary woman.

He is old and doesn't need any marriage to consolidate his strength. What's more, a decent lady, how can she marry a middle-aged man like him and have a grown son under her knee.

Xia Guowei simply married a considerate and smart woman from a small family, which can not only satisfy his male chauvinism as a man, but also take better care of summer.

Nodding with satisfaction, Xia Guowei's eyes suddenly became gloomy when he came into contact with the gangster photo with the picture above. This face overlapped with the man's face in my memory. Xia Guowei recognized it even after so many years.

He fiercely looked up at summer and saw that his face was still as usual. He was not relieved because of the shaking of yesterday's events. Also, how can you remember that summer was only a few months old?