The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Seeing that Qiao Anhao was still standing there, Lu Yicheng frowned and asked, "Why are you still here, shouldn't you go take a shower and go to bed?"

Hearing these words, Qiao Anhao immediately became upset, and now Lu Yicheng thinks she is an eyesore?

"None of your business!" Qiao An was furious for a while. This day was already very bad, but now Lu Yicheng thinks it's an eyesore, so it's no wonder she doesn't blow up.

Lu Yisheng "..."

He frowned even deeper, not understanding why Qiao Anhao got angry.

"what happened to you?"

Qiao Anhao glanced at Lu Yicheng, and sneered, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about it!"

Lu Yisheng "..."

Seeing that Qiao An was so angry, Xiao Ling'er secretly reached out and tugged at the corner of Lu Yicheng's clothes, blinking her eyes, looking harmless, as if it had nothing to do with her.

The soft and waxy voice sounded very pleasant, "Mom, it's late. You should go take a shower, or you won't be able to get up for work tomorrow." Xiao Ling'er showed a sweet smile, as if she didn't know that Qiao An was so angry average.

Qiao Anhao looked at her cute daughter, and her anger seemed to have dissipated, but she still gave Lu Yicheng a hard look, and then left Xiao Ling'er's room.

Lu Yisheng's face was sullen, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing Lu Yicheng's appearance, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Dad, I feel it. Mom is really, really, really afraid of you." After thinking for a while, Xiao Ling'er finally said Such an adjective.

Looking at Xiao Ling'er, she pinched the tip of her nose, "It's not big or small."

"No. Dad, you should go to bed early too." Xiao Ling'er also knew that it was getting late, so she asked Lu Yisheng to go to bed earlier, but she didn't forget to remind her, "By the way, don't forget what I said. .”

"okay."

Lu Yicheng covered her with the quilt, his eyes were doting, he loved this daughter to the core.

Xiao Ling'er stuck out her tongue and shrank into the bed, revealing a small head. Lu Yicheng couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth when he saw it.

Only then did he turn off the light and leave Xiao Ling'er's room.

But what Xiao Linger said, he didn't intend to implement it, because he had already considered another plan. This time, Qiao Anhao would label him as Lu Yicheng no matter where he went.

He said he had no intention of letting go.

When I met Uncle Lin in the corridor, he was holding hot milk, and when he saw Lu Yisheng, he called out, "Master."

Lu Yicheng hummed, his eyes fell on the milk he was holding, and he was slightly lost in thought.

Uncle Lin found out, and asked, "Will the young master give the milk to Miss Qiao himself?"

"No, you can just give it to her. Uncle Lin, you should go to bed earlier, don't be too late." Lu Yicheng said with concern.

Uncle Lin showed a kind smile, and replied, "Understood, young master."

He went back to the room, and he took out a document from the drawer, which contained dense agreements, which looked complicated and contained a lot of content.

Putting the document back, Lu Yisheng's eyes were full of certainty, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he looked a little perverted and domineering from the bottom of his heart.

For some things, he didn't intend to give Qiao Anhao a chance to choose.

Just like before, he only gave Qiao Anhao two choices, but this time, he didn't even intend to give him the chance to choose.

Qiao Anhao, it can only be his!