The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Lanjia Manor.

"Young master, young master, please have tea." Xiaoli put two cups of tea on the coffee table, glanced at Lan Jin sitting on the sofa, thought he moved quietly behind the standing Lan Dingdu, and lowered his voice. , Happily said: "Little Master, I made your favorite milk tea for you, remember to drink it all."

Du Lang Ding looked up and gave Xiao Li a smile. "Thank you little auntie."

"You're welcome." Xiaoli smiled and shook her head. She likes the smart and cute little master the most. The little master goes to the UK every holiday to accompany Mr. Tang. I thought I would not see the little master for another two months. After a day of walking, the young master came back, so happy.

We people, I'm so happy today, Xiao Li hummed an out-of-tune song and left.

Lan Jin took a sip from his teacup, staring at his standing son, without saying a word, looking at him with a deep gaze.

"Daddy, I was wrong." Lan Dingdu was flustered by his daddy's eyes, and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Lan Jin asked softly, without blaming it.

"Should not have said to my dad to take the initiative to bring my mother back from the UK." Even if it was brought back, it turned out that it was a scam, which made Governor Lan Ding very depressed.

He and his mother left the UK by plane yesterday evening and spent more than ten hours flying. They arrived in G city this morning and didn’t say a word to their father. When they came back from get off work, they would be worried if they couldn’t find their mother. Maybe they were already on the plane to China. Up. Thinking of this, Superintendent Lan Ding hurriedly rushed to the phone. He heard his father say as soon as he picked up the phone. "No need to call."

"Why?" Du Fu Lan Ding looked back in a daze, his shrewd mind suddenly understood what his father said, without calling, and carefully confirmed: "Dad already knows that I and my mother are back."

The reaction was fairly quick, Lan Jin looked at his son with satisfaction and nodded. "It was he who informed me and your mommy that we went to the hospital."

When he got the answer, Superintendent Lan Ding was relieved. Since his father knew it, he didn't need to notify his father, put the phone back in its place, and turned and walked back to Lan Jin. "Daddy, did my dad say when to pick me and my mom back to England?"

"Do you really want him to pick you up back to England?" Lan Jin asked not to answer.

"No, no." Consciously saying that he might be too eager, Lan Dingdu acted decisively. "Daddy, don't you be jealous. I only spend three months with my dad in the UK each year, and nine months with you and mommy. I am the closest to you no matter what."

Lan Jin raised his hand and flicked a flick on his son's forehead. He was very speechless. His nearly eleven-year-old son acted like a baby to him, and he felt a little chill no matter how he looked at it.

Superintendent Lan Ding smiled slyly and thought about something. He smiled and asked with a serious face: "Daddy, do you know who is lying on the bed in the hospital?"

Judging from the mother's reaction, that person must have something to do with her mother.

"Do you want to know?" Lan Jin looked sideways at Governor Lan Ding, who nodded heavily. "Want to know."

"His name is Mu Ye." Just when he said a name, Lan Jin heard the familiar footsteps from the stairs, knowing that Rouxue had come downstairs, and looked up.

Sure enough, Qin Rouxue walked down the stairs slowly, and when he saw the father and son on the sofa, they walked over.

"Mummy." Lan Dingdu called her affectionately, looked behind her, did not see Lin Zhiye, and asked, "Where is my mother?"

"She said she was tired, I let her rest in the room." Qin Rouxue replied, not dissatisfied because her son cared about Lin Zhiye, she reached out her hand to caress her son's head, and asked softly: "Sit on the plane for such a long time. , Tired or not, do you want to go back to the room to sleep, I will call you when you have lunch."

"I'm not tired." Supervisor Lan Ding replied with a smile, flying back and forth to Britain twice a year, not including going to other places. He has long been accustomed to flying.

Qin Rouxue was just about to say something, her shoulders were held by a strong arm, she raised her eyes to Lan Jin's deep eyes, and was taken to the sofa to sit with him. Qin Rouxue asked Lan Jin. "what are you guys saying?"

"Chatting." Lan Jin replied, hugging her soft body, smelling the faint fragrance that belongs to her.

"What are you talking about?" Qin Rouxue asked after breaking the casserole.

The family downstairs chatted happily. Lin Zhiye in the guest room upstairs was sitting by the bed, holding the phone in his hand, staring at the scenery outside the window that hadn't moved for a long time.

Sister Rouxue brought her to the guest room. She saw that Sister Rouxue had something to say to herself, but she was not in the mood to talk, and she used tiredness as an excuse to escape. Sister Rouxue was very empathetic and told her to take a good rest. Said to call her during dinner, and went downstairs.

She sat on the edge of the bed, restless.

The younger brother just called and asked her why he didn't stay in the hospital for a while, and also asked what she had said to Mu Ye, because Mu Ye is now very painful and self-blaming.

The younger brother obviously forgot that she has nothing to do with Mu Ye now, and Mu Ye's pain and self-blame have nothing to do with her.

She didn't blame her brother for calling the UK to trick her back, but her brother blamed her for her attitude towards Mu Ye.

The phone rang again, pulling back Lin Zhiye's thoughts, sliding his slender fingers across the screen to connect to the phone. "Hey!"

"It's me." A familiar low voice came from the other end of the phone, without self-reported name, as if someone else should know who he is. Lin Zhiye was taken aback, and naturally knew who he was. Tang Junjie, she was married for half a year. Husband, he actually called.

Without a response, Tang Junjie asked, "Zhiye, are you listening?"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhiye said as calmly as possible: "I'm listening."

After a few seconds of silence, Tang Junjie asked, "Have Lan Jin and Rouxue found you and Ding Du?"

He knew, he actually knew, Lin Zhiye replied in a dumb voice. "found it."

As if he was relieved, Tang Junjie said, "That's good. You can live at their house with peace of mind. If you need something, please tell Rouxue or Ding Du. Don’t be embarrassed. There are still things on my side. It may take two days. To pick you up."

Listening to Tang Junjie's concerned voice, Lin Zhiye's heart was warm. "it is good."

After a few seconds of silence, Tang Junjie's voice sounded again. "Be good, wait for me."

Lin Zhiye shook all over, said goodbye in a hurry, and ended the call. She threw the phone on the bed and covered her face with her hands. Tears like broken beads slipped between her fingers and sank into her clothes. My heart hurts, and my throat is as uncomfortable as something is blocked. Tang Junjie knows that she is back with Ding Du, but does not ask why she came back, why he didn't say hello to him, and only asked her Lan Jin and Sister Rouxue found her and Ding. Supervised.

It shows that he doesn't care why she came back, only cares about the safety of her and Ding Du, Lin Zhiye wants to cry, Tang Junjie, why is he so good? His tolerance and concern made her feel ashamed.