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"What the hell, I don't agree! I definitely don't agree!!"

The delicate woman's face was flushed with anger, and she was trembling in the hot weather. Could this world be better?

"Why does Xiaoyu want to live with her? Why should she—we are the guardians!"

Because the little rabbit didn't die, coupled with the timely rescue of a sister who was as warm as the sun, sister Yu's journey of blackening collapsed in the middle.

Yu Wendong, who could have shocked the world, didn't even learn how to make a villain, and became a good boy in the family again.

But she now has a pathetically thick wall between her dear mother and needs a mutual calm.

So much so that Ai Sanye threw away his work and focused on raising children.

Well, although he won't...

But no matter what, after watching how his wife controlled his daughter under high pressure for two days, he felt that there was something wrong.

The child is obedient and well-behaved, but this kind of obedient and well-behaved is brought out by PUA, is this appropriate?

He didn't know that if he wasn't watching at home, the delicate woman would not be so serious.

Now is the time to show the results of the work to the employer. Of course, the exquisite woman wants to make her daughter well-behaved, sensible, obedient, elegant and aristocratic.

Mr. Ai didn't understand this truth. The reason why he got married was purely for the sake of his son—or to cope with the nagging of the old lady at the time.

For him, getting married is actually no different from working, investing in a woman or a company.

A woman gave birth to him, and he gave the woman a title and living expenses, and the child grew up like this, which is very good.

Investing in a company is even more troublesome. It needs management, market research, product development, after-sales service, and new business development.

It's like having a baby, you don't even need a qualification certificate!

Compared with the mechanical and chemical enterprises under his control, if there are not a few certified masters, there is no way to open them...

But sometimes, people have to admit that they are emotional animals after all.

The daughter is small, and she is considered slim even now. Perhaps the time that Mr. Ai has been with her these years may not add up to a month in a year.

But I don't know since when, his daughter has already occupied an extremely important position in his heart, no less than his career.

No matter how reluctant Ai Sanye was to admit it, he had to admit that his daughter was different from the product.

Even if she just stood there without doing anything, I wanted to care for her, feel sorry for her grievances, and be angry at what happened to her.

The product stands there and does nothing - let's go back to the furnace and remake it, it's really impossible to promote the shipment at a low price...

Therefore, in the face of the delicate woman's "tiger mother" attitude and the statement of "for the sake of the child", Mr. Ai did not object, but he did not agree either.

He just beckoned, and let his daughter who clenched her fists and dared not make a sound sit in front of her.

"How's the puppy and bunny? What did the doctor say?"

"..." Sister Yu trembled when she heard the words, and subconsciously raised her head to look at her mother.

The delicate woman gritted her teeth. She is still angry that her daughter is out of her control, especially because a rabbit ran away from home!

This kind of thing has spread all over the circle of wives. Those who envied her before have now labeled her as 'not sensible', 'not knowing how to educate children', and 'heartless'. Now she only needs to listen to When I see others whispering, I always imagine that the other party is saying bad things about me.

As for whether it's true or not, that's not important anymore, she just feels ashamed and can't hold her head up anywhere!

Third Master Ai looked at his timid daughter and sighed silently in his heart.

He would rather his daughter was as lively and lovely as Aliya, even if she jumped up and asked someone to pin herself to the ground?

That at least proves that she has her own ideas, instead of the quail-like doormat posture now.

He then softened his voice a bit: "Dad agrees with you to keep pets, don't be afraid, but you have to take good care of them, pets are also small lives, we have to respect life... Your mother's way of doing things before was too radical, You don't want to learn from her."

Ai Sanye's low EQ does not mean low IQ, not to mention that no matter how low IQ is, he will not be psychopathic.

Looking through those twisted criminals, serial murderers, etc., eight out of ten are caused by unfortunate childhood and family environments.

Torturing and killing small animals is one of the symptoms of psychological distortion. Which normal parent should do this in front of their children?

If he hadn't been convinced that his wife was just big-chested and brainless rather than a psychopath, he might have kicked her out by now.

How can it be so simple to let her go home and think about it...

Cold and domineering—this is the recognized label of Mr. Ai—only in front of very few people can he speak in a calm tone.

Well, in front of even fewer people, he is a younger brother, such as the second brother and the second sister-in-law.

But aren't they gone now?

Sister Yu looked at her father's encouraging eyes, pursed her lips, and whispered: "They are very good..."

"Well, what breed is that puppy?" Mr. Ai tried his best to find topics that the child liked, instead of teaching people at every turn.

This is what he said in the "100 Tips for Parenting" that he studied suddenly last night, and it seems that the effect is not bad so far.

Sister Yu's eyes brightened a little: "The pet store manager said that he said that the puppy is a purebred pastoral dog...it's rare..."

The little milk dog she picked up before grew up to be the most traditional rhubarb. I really don't know how it ended up in the steel jungle of Tianhai City.

The delicate woman snorted, and sister Yu shrank her neck again and stopped talking.

"I have no problem with keeping pets, but if you want to keep them, you should raise a more expensive breed. Mom will buy you a Shiba Inu or a Border Collie, which is obedient and obedient, unlike some puppies, Jane—"

"Okay!" Ai Sanye interrupted her, and sighed helplessly seeing his daughter's expression of falling into autism again.

"Xiao Yu, you go back to the room to play, father and mother have something to say, Aunt Wang—"

Aunt Wang hurried over to take away younger sister Yu, who obediently followed her away.

When there were only Ai Sanye and the delicate woman in the living room, it seemed that there was no more inferior existence in the ecological chain, so the delicate woman became quiet.

Not only was he quiet, but he even looked a little timid, watching Ai Rulin's face carefully, fidgeting.

Ai Sanye touched his body with his hands, and the delicate woman quickly opened the drawer and found out the long-stored cigarettes, which were not even opened.

"I don't smoke, quit, don't you remember?" Ai Sanye took out a pen.

"...Oh." The delicate woman put the cigarette back, a little dazed: "You used to—"

"I quit later. When Xiaoyu was eight years old, she said she didn't like the smell of cigarettes on me, so she stopped smoking."

As an industrial boss who has dealt with the engineer Fu all the year round, it is an outlier if he can't smoke, and he is an outlier among the outliers if he can quit smoking.

A cup of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and a blueprint for a long time, this is the true portrayal of this job.

Ai Rulin didn't care about these things before, but after he came back, things gradually changed.

Because Xiaoyu didn't like the smell of cigarettes on him, he quit smoking.

Because Xiaoyu didn't like the black traces of organic oil on his hands, he had to find two pieces of clothes to wash and rub when he came back - that would clean up all the crevices between his nails.

He's never been the kind of person who cares about other people's faces. It's better that with his current status, only others can see his face.

With a market value of tens of billions in the machinery and chemical industry sector, and hundreds of factories in the upstream and downstream industrial chains, nearly 10 people make a living with him. There are many things he can decide with one word.

Who would laugh at such a big boss for being dirty when he leaves the workshop?I can only praise him for not forgetting his original intention!

But obviously, the delicate woman didn't know, or didn't find out about it at all.

But it seems that she can't be blamed, it's been a few years, and Ai Sanye often goes home to rest for half a day and one night, and comes back once or twice a week.

The relationship between husband and wife can't be said to be respectful to each other, it can basically be said to be extra clock and night...

Holding a pen, Mr. Ai took out the checkbook and signed a check: "You take this."

The delicate woman was taken aback by his actions: "Ru Lin, you - I -"

"As I said before, it's time to rebuild the old house on the mother-in-law's side, so Xiaoyu can go back to play during the Chinese New Year."

"But those rural areas are dirty and messy, Xiaoyu, she will go back..."

"No matter how dirty or messy, that's where you came from. Besides, what's wrong with the countryside? I also came from the countryside."

The old Ai family is not a famous family, and the three brothers of the Ai family who were born in the urban-rural fringe area did not have much foundation in their early years.

At that time, the eldest of the Ai family worked as a driver, Ai Rulong was a soldier, and the third child, Ai Rulin, learned to repair motorcycles from others after halfway through school.

It must be that after Ai Rulong returned from the army, he started from delivering goods, selling fruits and department stores, and went to the end step by step.

If there is any turning point, it is probably that after marrying his wife, Ai Rulong went smoothly all the way.

So much so that even the old lady who didn't like Beimei very much had to pinch her nose and admit that Lu Wuxia had a prosperous husband's life.

Of course, in Ai Rulin's view, it should be attributed to the second brother's ability, and the second sister-in-law's good helper's assists are not slowing down.

Only then did the delicate woman relax a little, took the check and glanced at it, it was a total of 100 million.

"For the repair of the house, I will send a dedicated designer and construction team. You are responsible for raising the demand and then paying the money. Let your family know that you paid for it."

"Ru Lin..." The delicate woman was a little moved, after all, a domineering president is the easiest thing to move a woman.

"During this time, just follow what I said before, spend good time with my mother-in-law, and take her out for a trip for a while, maybe three months."

Third Master Ai took a sip of his cold tea: "Three months is enough for both you and Xiao Yu to calm down."

"...Are you really going to send her to Alia?" The delicate woman gritted her teeth: "Rulin, when I went to serve our old lady, the old lady didn't think very well of Alia. And the second brother and the second sister-in-law also—”

The second brother and the second sister-in-law are gone, and Aliya is just a brat, can she support the family?

Third Master Ai glanced at her, and his gentle tone cooled down: "That's not your business. The old lady has a bad opinion of Xiaoya, that's her business."

The delicate woman could only nod weakly, as if her husband's evaluation of Alia was unusual...

"During the time you are with your mother-in-law, study hard, for example, read these books."

Ai Sanye took out a copy of "100 Tips for Raising Children" and handed it over: "The child will soon be rebellious, so treat him well."

The corners of the delicate woman's eyes twitched, but she still took the book. As for whether she would read it or not, that's unknown.

Seeing that the other party was obedient, Mr. Ai took out a gift: "This is the latest jewelry that you said you liked before. I originally said that I would bring it back to you after a few days of rest. This is just right."

The exquisite woman's eyes lit up: "Rulin! You are so kind!"

The third master looked at the delicate woman who was holding the jewelry and did not let go, a look of exhaustion and helplessness flashed in his eyes, he could only lower his eyes and drink tea silently.

what else can we do?I can only take it slowly... oh...

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Sister Yu closed the door, sat down with her back against the door, her expression cautiously restrained.

On the 12-year-old's face, there was a maturity and silence that was not commensurate with his age. It seemed that the third master's daughter was not as obedient as she looked on the surface?

But who knows...

She got up and walked to the desk, turned on the radio on the desk, heard the sound of news coming from the radio, and then fell silent.

She sat down and rummaged through the drawers, took out her diary but didn't open it, she just glanced at the buckle in the sunlight outside the window.

Only when she realized that the strands of hair that had been wrapped around the buckle had fallen off did she calmly open the notebook and start the routine diary entry.

"Daddy came back today, very happy... The little pet is very cute... Mom may also be doing it for my own good, I don't blame her..."

After writing the short diary, she took off a strand of hair that was pressed against the buckle, closed the notebook, and carefully put it back in the drawer.

A little girl who is so cautious that she has to take a shower in the hotel and change into clean clothes before going home, can she really say what is in her heart?

If something like a diary is read by others, it is not called a diary...

She put down her pen and took out a note, on which was Alia's handwritten phone number, which was given to her when she was contacted by the hotel last time.

Aliya's handwriting is extremely vigorous and powerful, and it doesn't look like the handwriting of a little girl.

Alia's three-character signature is almost like a knife, gun, sword and halberd wielding, with sharp edges and corners.

Looking at these words, sister Yu unconsciously thought of the figure standing on the ground under the rain curtain.

That's my sister, but is my mother still my mother——sister?

She glanced at it, put the note away, and played with the paper knife on the table, while a provocative voice came from the radio in the room.

It seemed to be a talk show, and the host was very hypocritical.

"Really?I do not believe! 』

125-If you are not crazy, you will not survive

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