The President's Sweet Trap

He is now playing her husband, the cold and cruel man, and she is obviously afraid, but why does she refuse his closeness!

They're a decent couple, aren't they?

Intimacy is also a matter of course, but why did she refuse? Was it because he threw dust to the south?

She has never resisted his closeness so strongly, because she has accepted him subconsciously, is used to his touch, his breath, his hug and kiss, so she refuses to let other men get close?

Is that so? Well, it must be!

The man who made his own conclusion was in a good mood at the moment. He raised a big hand, covered Gu Yiyi's big eyes with misty color, bowed his head and grabbed her slightly open red lips again.

Containing 7 these two lips that he missed every minute, he nibbled gently from time to time and invaded his territory along her slightly open lips.

Gu Yiyi's heart began to cool gradually. Can't she hide tonight anyway?

He didn't get out of bed until he heard the little woman's low cry. Without looking back, he opened the 7 door and went out.

This time, the two met briefly. From beginning to end, Gu Yiyi still didn't see what her husband looked like.

She can't help but wonder whether Nanjia university is really as shady as the rumors from the outside world!

At the same time, Nanjia mansion Xiyuan.

When Nan Chunjie stepped into the hall, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa drinking tea. He walked over.

"Dad didn't come today?"

Zhao Yalan turned her eyes when she heard the speech and put the teacup heavily on the table.

"After dinner, I was called away by the old man! All day long, I wish he would stay in the dead man's row. Don't come here! "

Nan Chunjie frowned slightly. In recent years, the old man is getting older and older, and his mother is becoming more and more unscrupulous. If it goes on like this, it will be destroyed in this mouth sooner or later.

"Mom, misfortune comes from the mouth. Do you understand?"

"Hum, what are you afraid of! The old can still live for a few more years. Our mother and son are pressed on their heads by that bitch all their life. Even if she dies, I can't lift my head. I've been holding my breath for nearly 30 years. What's the matter with a few words! "

Zhao Yalan stared at her son impatiently. Even if she didn't face herself, she always picked her own thorn.

"I really doubt whether you are my own. Turn your arms and elbows out!"

Nan Chunjie knows her mother's temper. She is used to being domineering in the Nan family. She hit a nail in her sister-in-law today. It's not so easy to calm down.

"Mom, it's not that I don't face you. What are we holding our breath for so many years? Grandpa's age is getting older and older. Maybe one day will pass. There's no need to make trouble at this point. You try to control your temper!"

He can only talk to his mother. If he works against his mother again, he won't want to stop tonight.

Zhao Yalan "hum" and didn't speak.

"My son is right! Lan'er, you should take care of your temper! "

With the sound of talking, a man of about 50 came in. He was a little fat, but his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through the hearts of the people.

"Dad, you're back!" Nan Chunjie stood up and said hello.

The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down. He bypassed him and sat next to Zhao Yalan, reaching out and holding her shoulder.

Zhao Yalan struggled for a while, with some unhappiness on her face.

"What did the old man tell you to do? It's to keep you away from our mother and son again, isn't it? "

Nanfeng and his son looked at each other, a little helpless.

"You, don't be immortal all day. It's my father anyway!"

As soon as Zhao Yalan heard this, she was more angry. She clapped his hand and stood up. "Then you go with him!"

Then he turned and went upstairs.

Nanfeng's right index finger and thumb pressed the temples on both sides, and his voice was a little dull.

"Ah Jie, you have time to persuade your mother. If she goes on like this, even if she becomes Nanjia's wife in the future, it's not as embarrassing to go out!"

During this time, I don't know what happened to Zhao Yalan. Her personality has become more and more arrogant and domineering.

Taking her out to socialize either despises Mrs. Zhang's bad birth and doesn't want to communicate with others, or despises Mrs. Li's dress taste, criticizes others in public and doesn't leave them a little face.

So he didn't dare to take her out now. In this way, he would be teased by those old friends from time to time that he had no skill in controlling his wife.

It's a joke, but actually he doesn't understand. Those people just laugh at his fear of his wife!

But he... Can't help it!

Nan Chunjie nodded, but he didn't think so. Your wife can't control it. What can I do!

"Ah Jie, do you know what your grandfather asked me to do?"

Nan Rong shook his head seriously.

"You know, most of the family property of the south family is still in your grandfather's hands. He said that before he closed his eyes, the family property belongs to whoever gets the great grandson of the south family!"

Nan Chunjie sneered. The old man would play this trick. Just seeing his father's worried face, he thought it was something terrible. It turned out to be this, but

"I'm afraid it's more than having children!"

When Nanfeng heard him say this, his expression was not relaxed, but more dignified.

"Of course, who is your grandfather? He said that your wife must be approved by him before she is qualified to give birth to the children of the south family!"

Nan Chunjie was stunned. This is in line with the old man's personality. From childhood, he has always been partial to Nan Qingchen. Now, he is afraid that Nan Qingchen will not rely on him after he dies. He even thought of this method.

"Grandpa, it's clear that I'm biased. If he doesn't approve of the women I'm looking for, don't I have no chance of winning!"

"So, ah Jie, the focus now is how to make your grandfather recognize the woman you're looking for. Think about it yourself! Dad really can't help you this time! "

Nanfeng patted him on the shoulder again, sighed and went upstairs.

Nan Chunjie's fingers knocked lightly on his legs unconsciously, which was his usual small action when thinking.

Nan Qingchen has married a wife now, which means that he has seized the opportunity. According to the old man, it is clear that he has no share in the property of the Nan family, but how can he let him do it.

Father and mother are in love, but because nanqingchen's mother is noble, they are forcibly separated by the old man. Until now, their mother and son have been despised by outsiders under the identity of junior three and illegitimate son.

The old man has made such a move now. How can he bear it.

His eyes flashed fiercely. He must not let nanqingchen take Nanjia's property so easily!

How to find a woman who can be recognized by the old man, in other words