The Romantic CEO

When she went upstairs, she saw the watermelon that fell on the ground. It was estimated that someone passed by and was trampled out of shape. She took a broom from the corridor and slowly cleaned up the residue on the ground.

Luohan should want to send her watermelon.

As a result,

she tried to explain it, but found it unnecessary.

Xingxu Luohan didn't come to her again after misunderstanding.

After I opened the door and changed my shoes, I took out the red wine from the refrigerator a few days ago and poured it into the glass.

She stood in the living room window and looked down, only to see a thin and dense rain and the shadow of street lamps.

Think of Yan Xi said that you were not like this, her lips floating light smile.

If a person is the same all his life, what is the meaning of it!

She slowly drank wine, looked at her mobile phone, and suddenly brush Qiao an's circle of friends. She seemed to be on a business trip and sent an expression bag with the words: "once Qiao An'an is dead. Now it's Niu Hulu Qiao, Xiao Qiao, come on."

Miss suddenly burst into laughter.

After being lovelorn, Xiao Qiao was decadent for a period of time. After being scolded by the leader, he suddenly repented and took the initiative to apply for overtime business trip in order to earn more money and pay the rent.

She doesn't have much money. Basically, in addition to her own living expenses, she subsidizes Lin Yue. She owes her credit card. Now Lin Yue pays her money back. She pays back her credit card first, and then she is ready to work hard.

However, even if Lin Yue paid back the money, then what? He owed her more than that little money. Can money be used to measure the feelings of her whole youth? What can I do when I meet a slag man? I can only feed the dog as my youth.

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The evening after Jiang Yichen was hospitalized, Bo Shuyan came to see him with his son.

Bo Shuyan recently found out about city a and brought him here from Kyoto to play. He was only four years old, with a watermelon head, eyes as round as obsidian, and skin as white as milk.

As soon as he arrived at the ward, he carried the fruit basket to Jiang Yichen and said, "millet, you should get better soon."

Because he grew up in northern Europe, he can't speak Chinese very well. He often has mixed pronunciation in Chinese and English. It's amazing that he can express his meaning clearly.

Jiang Yichen pointed to the small milk bag and asked, "your son?"

"Exactly." Bo Shuyan touched his son's head: "Xiaoyu, you go there to play." He pointed to the sofa on one side.

Small milk bag immediately obediently ran to the sofa to assemble transformers.

Jiang Yichen can't help but look at the small milk bag.

Bo Shuyan took a banana and peeled it. He said, "don't look, it's my son."

Although when he came back to take his son out at the end of last year, the big family of Bo family had straight eyes and couldn't believe it one by one. But when Xiaoyu called out to his grandmother, his stepmother was full of tears.

They quickly accepted the existence of Bo Yu, because the little milk bag was so cute and obedient. It was cute and sweet, and the key was to be sensible and not bear at all.

Although the child's mother is who, Bo Shuyan is secretive and never mentions. No matter how fierce the Bo family is, there is no way to pry open his mouth.

Jiang Yichen took back his eyes and said, "it seems that you are not as miserable in northern Europe as you described. You can get a son out."

Bo Shuyan touched his nose and thought that you didn't have time to have children. His wife didn't have it. He bit a banana and shook an apple in his hand: "what's the matter with you? Stomach bleeding to the hospital?"

Jiang Yichen coughed a few times: "the old problem is not in the way."

After playing transformers on the sofa for a while, xiaonaibao jumped out of the sofa, took out the flying chess from his little yellow man schoolbag, and said to his father, "Daddy, play chess with me."

Bo Shuyan pointed to Jiang Yichen and said, "your uncle Jiang can play chess when you were a child. You can find him to play with you."

Small milk bag and ass bumping, went to Jiang Yichen in front of said: "millet, accompany me to play chess."

"Good." Jiang Yichen took the chess box from his hand, spread it out on the table of the hospital bed, and then asked Bo Shuyan to carry his son up.

Small milk bag eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar, thin book inkstone, eyebrows and eyes are especially similar, it can be seen that they are biological.

Jiang Yichen believes this is his son.

Bo Shuyan sat on the sofa and sent a message. After a while, he sat up straight, shook his body and said, "Hey, I'll introduce you to someone. Do you want me to introduce you? He has a Ph.D. in economics from the University of Pennsylvania. He looks eight points

Jiang Yichen didn't lift his head. Considering that his son was here, he didn't say something.

"Oh, she's coming to city a these days. I'll arrange for you two to meet?"

Jiang Yichen rolled dice and took a step. He flashed back the pieces he met. He said faintly, "keep it for yourself.""I have this idea. It's a very nice girl. I can't aggrieve her to be a stepmother for my son."

Jiang Yichen has reached the finish line by now, and he has won.

Small milk bag saw that he lost, the expression immediately aggrieved up, playing chess at home is other people let him, this is his first time to lose, tears immediately in the eye.

He looked at his father wrongly: "Daddy, I lost."

Bo Shuyan is very calm: "if you lose, you will lose. Can't you lose or how?"

Little milk bag can't find comfort from her father, more and more aggrieved.

Jiang Yichen looked at this little dot and suddenly felt a little interesting. It was about the children of other families who were distressed. He touched the head of the small milk bag, and his voice was hoarse but gentle: "it doesn't matter. Let's do it again."

Bo Shuyan stood up and said, "don't let him. He was very good before he returned home. He stayed for a few days back home and was used to being ugly."

Jiang Yichen didn't pay any attention to him and played a game with xiaonaibao.

This gave him up specially, and Bo Yu won happily.

Bo Shuyan went to pack the chess box for his son and asked, "you really don't have a mind?"

"You are ill. They introduced you to me. You push me." Jiang Yichen took a sip of warm water, and his voice was warm: "I was married once. People may not want to marry a second marriage."

What are you afraid of

Jiang Yichen snorted: "you mean, your son is a drag on the oil?"

Thin book inkstone faint sigh, immediately hold up his small milk bag: "he was born with me, delayed me how much spring, is not the oil bottle and what?"

Then he touched the head of the small milk bag: "goodbye to uncle."

Small milk bag cleverly waved his hand and waved goodbye to Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen also raised his hand and waved to him, a rare tenderness between his brows.

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