Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

An old voice came from the phone, speaking fluent Italian: "Pipinoll, I saw the overall economic decline of Shiteng, and the market was robbed by Shiteng by 20.00%, which made me proud of you, you really Future master of my Alfonso family."

Li Yaou said lightly: "Grandpa, you don't need to praise me, you promised me something, I hope you can promise it when the time comes."

The Duke laughed: "Since I promised you, I will definitely do it. As long as you can collect enough for Ji's family, I will give you whatever you want."

"it is good."

The Duke said again: "Jiana came to look for you from Rome this morning. Now that I think about it, it should be here. You should go to the airport and wait early. Don't let the lady wait for you."

"Good grandfather."

Li Yaou hung up the phone, sighed, a spark ignited in his eyes, firm and fiery.

Everything has just begun for Ji Mujue, whoever is more qualified, the winner has the final say.

Li Yaou drove to the airport, and just caught up with the landing of the Rome flight, he stood standing at the exit, his tall and straight figure and handsome face immediately attracted the attention of countless girls.

"Alfonso!"

The girl in the lo skirt saw Li Yaou in the crowd with keen eyes, and while dragging the suitcase, she waved to him and shouted: "I'm here~"

Li Yaou also saw Jiana, turned off the phone screen, and walked towards her slowly, with a gentle smile on his face: "Jiana."

"Long time no see, Alfonso~" Jiana threw herself into Li Yaou's arms, and said with a smile, "He's still so handsome, the same as half a year ago, nothing changed."

Li Yaou took Jiana's luggage and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll take you there."

Jiana bent Li Yaou's arm, and her innocent and romantic appearance made it impossible to connect with that violent girl. Her big eyes were shining brightly: "I heard that Chinese people will eat something called hot pot after winter. I also want to taste what it tastes like?"

"Let's go then, I'll take you to eat hot pot."

Li Yaou understands Jiana's character so well that she can't understand it anymore. Under the innocent appearance, there is an extremely dark personality hidden. When you anger her, she will tear off her coat and let you see the real her. Grumpy.

And Jana is not in her heart, and Jana is not in her heart.

For the freedom and relief of the two of them, Li Yaou could only complete the task entrusted to him by the duke.

Because his name is Alfonso D. Pippinol, he inherits the title of his father, is also the only earl in Italy, and is the future master of the Alfonso family.

Li Yaou is just his Chinese name.

Ji Mujue got rid of the people on the board of directors, stayed up late to approve all the documents, and finally returned to Ji's house the next morning, opened the door softly, and a burst of heat rushed towards his face.

He took off his coat, stood in the room for a while, and waited for the cold air on his body to dissipate and warm up before stepping on the carpet and walking softly to the fireplace.

Shang Zhuyi was resting on the recliner, and Jimujue looked at her lovingly, as if he had been waiting for him all night.

Ji Mujue gently asked Shang Zhuyi to pick him up, which was so light that it was almost weightless, and his heart was even slightly sour.

Shang Zhuyi opened his eyes in a daze, saw Ji Mujue, and said in a sticky voice, "You're back."

"Well." Ji Mujue carried her towards the bedroom: "It's so uncomfortable on the recliner, let's go to sleep, and don't wait for me in the future."

Shang Zhuyi put his arms around his neck and asked, "Has the company's matter been resolved?"

Ji Mujue shook his head: "Not yet. I just finished approving the documents. I will come back to accompany you for a while. I will go back to the meeting in the afternoon."

He gently put Shang Zhuyi on the bed, and Shang Zhuyi said: "Don't worry about me, just do your own thing."

Jimujue took off his clothes and pants, changed into pajamas, got into the quilt and hugged Shang Zhuyi's frail and thin body into his arms, and said, "It happens that I'm sleepy too, so sleep well."

Shang Zhuyi was really sleepy, he hummed in a daze, his eyelids were heavy, he finally couldn't resist the drowsiness that swept over him, and fell asleep in Ji Mujue's arms.

Jimujue kissed her forehead, chuckled and whispered in her ear, "Sweet dream, my love."