My weet wife: president, don't mess around

"I'd better go back. I'll be unhappy when Mo Yao comes back to see me."

"What do you care about him? I'm in charge of this family!" Father Xing kicked his crutch very domineering. It was so decided. How can he let go when they all came back?

This night, Rong Qi didn't go back to the hotel, but stayed in the criminal house, but not the master bedroom but the guest bedroom.

Xing moyao came back from a stroll outside. When he saw her shoes at the door, he knew she was still there. He just frowned, took off his shoes and went in.

"Stop."

When he passed the living room, he was stopped by the waiting master Xing. Then Xing moyao noticed the master Xing sitting here.

"What?" He asked.

"Come with me to the study." With that, Xing Laozi stood up and walked upstairs with a crutch, while Xing moyao silently followed behind him.

In the study.

Xing Laozi looked at the tall little son standing in front of him. He always loved him because seeing Xing moyao was like seeing Rong Qi. This was the only child between them.

His first wife died early. Later, he met Rong Qi. He gradually fell in love with the woman much younger than himself. He also used her family to get them married. Even if later life was not as beautiful as expected, he didn't regret it.

Xing moyao looked at old man Xing and didn't speak.

"Second, I know you have a pimple in your heart, but after all, she is your mother, you can't..."

"I don't have such a mother." Xing moyao said very coldly and firmly, "if you still want her wife, I can't control it, but don't force me to recognize the mother."

Seeing that he was so firm, master Xing knew that it was useless to say more, so he could only sigh.

"What's the matter with the east city land bidding? How could it fail? " Mr. Xing returned to the subject.

"Expected."

Mr. Xing narrowed his eyes and stared at his son. The son was better than the blue. Sometimes he couldn't understand it.

"What do you mean? On purpose? " Asked Mr. Xing.

Xing moyao just smiled and didn't answer the question. Instead, he said, "if you believe me, when someone makes trouble, just hold it down."

"Who makes trouble?"

"What do you think?" Xing moyao didn't answer completely. He spoke four or two kilos. After that, he didn't wait for Mr. Xing to ask any more questions, so he turned and went out.

Back to his room, before he opened the door, he heard Rong Qi's nervous voice behind him, "Mo Yao, it's late. I made some dumplings. Eat and sleep."

Xing moyao was stunned. He turned to Rong Qi and replied, "I'm not in the habit of having a late night snack. Thank you."

Then he entered the door, closed the door, and directly blocked Rong Qi outside the door, very indifferent.

And Rong Qi stood in place foolishly, and the dumplings in the tray in his hand became a little cold.

Aunt Hao was distressed for her. She approached, took the tray in her hand, sighed and said, "madam, don't be discouraged. The second master is just not used to it. No child doesn't like his mother. Take your time and he will accept it."

Rong Qi nodded lonely. That's the only way.

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Lin Yi's room was slapped by Nangong today. Her next play really couldn't be seen in time. She was scolded by the director before she came back to have a rest, which made her lose face!

At the moment, she was walking around in her room, feeling irritable. On one side was the threat and warning of Fengming, and the handle was in his hands. She couldn't act by herself, while on the other side was the crackdown of Nangong. Xing moyao can't be trusted all the time now. After all, they are just the love spread by outsiders. In fact, they are not so!

No, she can't be threatened by Feng Ming all the time, nor can she be suppressed by Nangong bitch all the time! She must find a way to turn over completely, and the fulcrum of this method is Xing moyao!

If she listens to Fengming's words and helps Xing moyao defeat Fengming on the other side, what else will Fengming threaten her? As long as he helped Xing moyao, how could Xing moyao believe Fengming at that time?

Yes, but how?

Lin Yi frowned and walked around, looking a little impatient. After thinking for a long time, she thought of a way.

Since she came back, Xing moyao's attitude towards her has always been somewhat alienated. Even if he was good to her, he completely grasped a scale, which made her a little frustrated.

If you can get into his bed, you'd better get pregnant

Thinking of this, Lin Yi showed a calculating and sinister smile.

Time flies, and it's another Wednesday. When Tong Luoxi knows this time, he seems a little anxious. When he is about to get off work, he suddenly receives a text message from Xing moyao, saying that he will see you this Wednesday and change it to Thursday, delaying it by one day.

Although Tong Luoxi had doubts, she also felt relieved and relieved to be temporarily out of the situation that made her anxious.

Xing moyao didn't want to postpone the time for anything else, but received a call from Lin Yi. Lin Yi told him that she had something important to tell him.

After thinking about it, Xing moyao decided to go.

In the evening, Xing moyao drove to Lin Yi's apartment. He went up alone, rang the doorbell, and waited for a while. The back door automatically opened. Xing moyao frowned slightly, but he still reached out and pushed the door in.

The door gradually opened, and the dark light inside slowly revealed. The light was very dark, covered with a layer of ambiguity, and a faint fragrance intoxicated people. When he saw the scene, his eyes crossed a trace of clarity.

As he approached, he saw a long white table in the center of the living room, with a candlestick burning white candles, flowers, red wine, steak and a typical candlelight dinner.

When he was standing in the living room, the woman was silent, and soon his waist was tightly closed from behind. The smell of the woman's perfume immediately went into his nose.

Some are too pungent.

It smells terrible! It still smells good on Xiao Luo.

Xing moyao didn't speak. He was waiting for her to speak. He knew what she wanted to do at a glance.

The hand on the waist began to move slowly, climbed up irregularly, and finally stopped on his chest

"Mo, you finally came... I specially prepared a candlelight dinner. Do you know what day it is today?"

"What day?" Xing moyao asked very cooperatively.

"Did you forget?" Lin Yi's voice seemed a little disappointed and charming. She turned her body around his waist and stood in front of you, Xing moyao. Her eyes were seductive, "today is our original love anniversary."

Xing moyao has long forgotten the so-called anniversary, but seeing her like this, he is happy to play with her.

"Really."