My dear President, Please make a detour

Seeing that he didn't speak, Vivian withdrew his hand, held the cat in the street, looked at the neon lights that began to light up gradually, took a deep breath and was ready to leave.

"Sorry."

A low male voice sounded slowly from behind.

"Hmm?" Vivian stopped abruptly and looked back at Ji Kairui in disbelief.

i 'm sorry? Did he say that?

Is he apologizing to her? Apologize to her for leaving her.

"Let's go back first." Ji Kairui pondered and added, "when the meal is ready, it will be cold."

Vivian's refusal stuck in his throat, opened his mouth and said nothing.

Jian boyao, who had been watching the whole thing, gently pressed the car horn, and the long sound attracted Ji Kairui's attention.

"Jian boyao?" Ji Kairui was slightly surprised. Just now his mind was on Vivian. Naturally, he didn't find Jian boyao.

Jian boyao nodded slightly: "passing by."

Then he looked up at Vivian, and his eyes turned back to Ji Kairui, "I'll leave first and have dinner another day."

"OK, see you another day."

Jian boyao started the car and frowned slightly until he drove to the intersection.

Back home, his mother has been waiting at the door for a long time, and her face is a little ugly.

"What's the matter?" Jian boyao asked after getting off the bus with Jian Qianyu half asleep.

He ma hesitated and said, "Miss Xie, I want to replace the lily in the back garden with a rose."

Sure enough, as soon as he Ma's voice fell, Xie Zhiqing, dressed in cool clothes, had enthusiastically flown out.

"Brother-in-law, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Xie Zhiqing doesn't take the initiative to hold it now, but leans very close, tilts her head, and looks innocent.

Jian boyao gently held Jian Qianyu, who rubbed his eyes in his arms, and raised his feet with a cold um.

Xie Zhiqing's good mood did not decrease because of his coldness, but followed him: "brother-in-law, are you tired when you come back? I've put bath water for you. Why don't you take a bath first and then have dinner? Let me look at Qian Yu!"

Jian Qianyu rubbed his eyes, opened them reluctantly, and blocked them back without giving face: "you're noisy."

Xie Zhiqing's words behind her were held in her throat. She was annoyed. He was the most noisy at home. Now she is still blamed for her noise.

But his face still showed an sorry smile: "sorry, Qian Yu, my aunt forgot you were sleeping. Do you want my aunt to accompany you up? I'll tell you a fairy tale book and coax you to sleep?"

"I don't listen to fairy tales." Jian Qianyu came down from his father, gave him a salty look, and finally put his warning eyes on Jian boyao.

Unexpectedly, Jian boyao was ready to take a bath upstairs. He didn't worry about his son at all.

After all, according to Jian Qianyu's IQ, who is bullied is not necessarily.

Jian Qianyu expressed strong opposition to this kind of behavior.

"What books do you like? My aunt will tell you!" Xie Zhiqing winked at him and smiled to please him.

Jian Qianyu seemed to think for a moment, "you can talk about finance casually. Although you've heard it all, you can listen to it again."

"Finance..." these three words instantly made Xie Zhiqing look a little ugly.

This Jian Qianyu deliberately embarrassed her. As an art student, she doesn't know what finance is.

"Won't you?" Jian Qianyu raised his eyebrows and disdained her reaction: "in this case, what else to say."

Xie Zhiqing's smile was a little stiff: "what finance do you read as a child? Now you should read some fairy tales, such as the fairy tales of little prince green."

"You saw it when you were a child, not when I was a child." Jian Qianyu stood up from the sofa and shouted, "Mom he sent me back to... Dad's room."

He ma ran up the stairs with Jian Qianyu in her arms.

This Jian Qianyu!

It's just a ghost. Usually as long as Jian boyao is at home, he sticks to Jian boyao every minute and doesn't leave him every minute.

Xie Zhiqing angrily grabbed the cup for a while. If she had enough strength, it would have been broken.

Footsteps came from upstairs. Xie Zhiqing saw that it was Jian boyao. She quickly put the cup on the table and stood up with a smile: "brother-in-law, did you come down for dinner?"

"Yes." Jane boyao skipped her and went straight to the servant and ordered the food to be sent to the room.

Xie Zhiqing walked over unhappily. "Doesn't my brother-in-law eat with me? I eat alone every day. It's boring."

"Aren't there enough servants to accompany you?" Jian boyao said without much fluctuation.

Xie Zhiqing snorted: "I don't want them to eat with me. I want my brother-in-law to eat with me."

The servants around looked surprised when they heard this, looked at each other and quickly closed their mouths.

"Brother-in-law, just eat with me. I want you to eat with me." Xie Zhiqing seems to have no idea what she's talking about. She can't be wronged in her good-looking big eyes. She blinks and tries to make Jian boyao stay.

The man's face was colder, and a faint cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, but then he sat on the throne.

Xie Zhiqing, who thought she would be rejected, was overjoyed and hurriedly sat close to him and ordered by Yiqi.

"Don't put on the knife and fork... No, here are chopsticks."

The servants put it in turn. Xie Zhiqing put a piece of cabbage in the bowl in front of him.

"Brother in law, you eat."

"I heard you want to replace the lilies in the back garden with roses?" Jian boyao's deep eyes just took a look at her movements and spoke slowly.

His tone has an inherent sense of oppression, especially when looking at people and slowly saying simple syllables, the sense of oppression is like pressing down layer by layer. If his heart has little bearing capacity, it is easy to admit defeat immediately.

Xie Zhiqing only felt that her scalp was numb, but she had no resistance to such Jane boyao.

"Well, my brother-in-law, lilies are not as beautiful as roses. If they are roses, they bloom crimson every spring. How beautiful."

"What color will my flowers be next year? It has something to do with you?" Jian boyao said faintly.

The air suddenly quieted down, and the servants smiled at each other.

Xie Zhiqing's face was unnatural and finally turned into a big smile: "after all, my cousin is here. Does my cousin like lilies?"

"No." Jian boyao looked at her condescending.

"I didn't like it..." Xie Zhiqing grabbed the spoon and said happily, "can we change it into roses?"

"No."

Already some servants couldn't help but turn their heads to one side for fear of being seen.