President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

Peng Yiyang was relieved to leave such things to his mother. After all, no one wants him to find a woman who can help him in his career more than his mother! But even he didn't expect that one day he would go against his original intention.

Peng Yiyang glanced at his mother. He wanted to ask his mother, will a marriage without love be happy?

No, the question should be asked to his great father.

He knew that his mother loved his father from beginning to end, and what about his father? He married his mother because of his own interests.

What about him? Will he become his father one day?

He looked at his mother standing up and said, "mother, I'll go first."

"Going back so soon? Don't you stay at home tonight? " Huang Yi also stood up. She is not a mother who does not love her children, but in such a family, it is their life!

"... I just want to go back to my room." Peng Yiyang looked at his mother with a slightly nervous look. He thought that his mother still cares about his son very much.

"Well, go back. I'll ask the servant to make you some snacks later." Huang Yi was full of joy when she saw her son would stay for the night.

"Yes." Peng Yiyang glanced at his mother and replied faintly. Maybe it's the mode of getting along with their mother all the year round. In addition, because of Muzi, their mother and son can't get along like ordinary mother and son.

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Peng Yiyang opened the door of his room and saw his sister waiting for him on the sofa in the room. He walked slowly over and said, "what's the matter with me?"

"Brother, can't I come to you if I'm okay?" Peng Yisheng's naughty brother blinked, smiled and said.

"Of course. You're my sister, aren't you?" Peng Yiyang also sat on the sofa, picked up the teapot on the tea table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Yes, I'm your only sister in the world!" Peng Yisheng looked very proud, as if Peng Yiyang was a great man.

"Silly sister." Peng Yiyang touched his sister's head, and there was a trace of spoil in his eyes. For this sister, he likes it from the bottom of his heart, perhaps because of their family relationship. Since childhood, his sister likes to stick to his brother, but she is not so close to her father.

"Brother, I've grown up and can't touch my head anymore!" Peng Yisheng seemed to dislike Peng Yiyang and directly poked his hand away.

"My sister grew up and began to dislike my brother?" Peng Yiyang intuitively withdrew his hand and pretended to look at his sister unhappily.

"Brother, No." Peng Yisheng looked at his elder brother's unhappy appearance and was at a loss. He said again, "elder brother, I really don't dislike you. It's just that when people grow up, they don't need elder brother to touch their head..."

"Oh ~, you don't need big brother to touch your head. Who do you want?" Peng Yiyang looked at his sister thoughtfully. Unconsciously, his sister had grown up and was not the sister who always hid behind him.

"No one!" Peng Yisheng didn't know what he thought, and two small pink flowers floated on both sides of his cheeks.

"It seems that my sister has really grown up." Peng Yiyang looked at his sister and joked. What he thought was that if one of their brothers and sisters was destined to be unhappy, he just wanted it to be him.