Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

The old man has made it clear that he has no good feelings for the fierce night owl.

Zhang Shihua saw that the old man was leaving and followed him.

"Dad, that's not right. If the owl is better than jue'er, then the owl is suitable to be the heir of the Li family."

She was dressed in a decent dress with her hair pulled up and looked like a rich lady. She endured humiliation in the Li family for decades, separated from her husband, and was planning from time to time.

In order to fulfill her husband's wish and let her son be the successor.

So now Xiao'er agrees to grab this position and sign back such a big business. Of course, she has to fight for her children.

Master Li was in a good mood with two small steamed stuffed buns. After hearing her words, the old face was cold and stared at her.

"This is the Li family's family rule for a hundred years. It's impossible to change it here."

The dark eyes of the ice swept a poem. Those eyes were very dark and bright. As like as two peas of Mo Qing, he was cold.

"Grandpa is too tired. Please don't bother him."

When Zhang Shihua saw the little guy, he thought that he couldn't get up when she kicked him last time. Up to now, his low back injury hasn't recovered. So he gritted his teeth and stopped, afraid to keep up.

The sun watched her stop behind and smiled.

"Brother, she seems to be afraid of you."

Grandpa Li smiled. "Ice cubes have the style of big brother. You must be the successor of the Li family in the future."

The old man looked happy and thought he would be as handsome and steady as jue'er in the future. The Li family will get better and better. He can also go underground to see his ancestors.

Angela took Mrs. Li's hand, and the old lady looked at her with a smile.

"Ann, let's go out for a walk."

Angela nodded her head, then turned her head and looked at the fierce owl.

"Grandma, that villain wants to grab a cigarette. It's annoying."

Mrs. Li touched her little meat face, "don't worry, there's a small Jue. No one can rob Xiaoyan."

Although the girl has lost her memory now, the whole person exudes the smell of sunshine. It can be seen that she used to be a happy child. The memory of five years ago is a kind of injury to her.

So I experienced those little smoke, without the current sunshine, with a few more mature charm.

There are only Li tingjue, Mo Qingyan and Li owl left in the restaurant. Li tingjue completely ignored the man opposite, scooped a bowl of soup for Mo Qingyan and told her.

"Drink soup."

Mo Qingyan was full, but she was so strict and her mouth was tiny.

"Li tingjue, what do you think of feeding pigs?"

Li tingjue picked up his eyes, "be obedient and get fatter."

Thinking of her small waist and the feeling of holding it up, it's really too thin. It's better to be fat.

The fierce night owl said coldly, "brother, don't you hear me? She doesn't want to drink."

There was a trace of anger at the bottom of the eyes of the fierce night owl. It seemed that if Li tingjue forced her, he would rush to fight with him.

Li tingjue sneered, "it's none of your business about me and my children."

He bit every word very hard, as if to remind him that this woman was his.

The look of the fierce night owl was also a little cold, and looked at Mo Qingyan affectionately.

"Xiaoyan, I won't force you to do anything. As long as you come to me, I'll listen to you."

A man is crazy to be a wife slave.