CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

The curtains in the bedroom were wide open, the windows were half-closed, and the night breeze was cool. Worried about the baby getting cold, Song Yuye gently closed the windows.

Inexplicably feeling a little hungry, Zheng Yanlang was already fast asleep, Song Yuye couldn't bear to wake him up, and didn't want to disturb his aunt.He took off his shoes by himself, put on a thin coat and went downstairs to the kitchen for food.

The owners and servants of the Zheng family’s old house plus the baby’s confinement wife and aunt, bodyguards, gardeners, etc. add up to seven to 80 people.Naturally, there were a lot of ingredients in the kitchen. Song Yuye sent some wontons to the refrigerator and boiled some water. The aroma soon overflowed.

"Miss Song, what is cooking so delicious?" A man's voice was deep, deep and magnetic.

"Mr. Zhao, are you still up so late?" Song Yuye raised her eyes slightly and said politely.

She didn't expect that Zhao Zhen didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Zhao Zhen, who was over fifty years old, looked energetic, full of energy, and imposing.A head of black and thick hair, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender peach eyes, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful.With a straight nose and moderately thick lips, there was a dazzling smile.The years did not seem to have left traces on his face.

I heard from the old man who stayed in Zheng's family for a long time that Zhao Zhen's family was very poor when he was young, and Zheng Zetian was just a contractor with a small fortune at that time.The young and handsome Zhao Zhen works as a mason on the construction site, but in just three days, the eldest lady Zheng Ya escapes into love, crying and shouting that she will marry Zhao Zhen with death.

Although Zheng Zetian disagreed, but his daughter got a stomachache, so he had to put the RV upside down and marry her off.It may be that Zhao Zhenda had wolfish ambitions from the very beginning, and he wanted to swallow up the Zheng family and be his own master. Zhao Shimin was forced to divorce when he was a teenager, and he has never been heard from since.

However, after Zhao Shimin passed away, Zhao Zhen, who had disappeared for many years, came back again, saying that he had never forgotten Zheng Ya for so many years, and he did not have a family when he was away alone.The sons and daughters are over half a hundred years old, the grandson died, and the daughter's mental state is not good. Zheng Zetian didn't beat him wrongly, acquiescing to their remarriage, but Zhao Zhen was not allowed to interfere in the company's business.Maybe I still have lingering fears about what happened back then.

Song Yuye was in a daze, Zhao Zhen smiled lightly and sat down opposite her, waving his hand in front of her.Song Yuye came back to her senses, smiled apologetically, feeling that she had lost her composure.

"I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I got up to find something to eat." Zhao Zhen explained.

"I cooked wontons, would you like some?" Song Yuye politely pushed the wontons over.

Zhao Zhen hooked the corners of his lips, did not refuse, and thanked him.Worried that it wasn't enough, Song Yuye cooked some more, and Zhao Zhen ate slowly and politely, giving the impression that he had lived a good life and was pampered all these years.

The two ate wontons in silence. After a long silence, Zhao Zhen finally couldn't hold back and said, "I heard from Xiaoya that Ms. Song had a relationship with my Shimin before?"

Song Yuye smiled lightly, "Well, that's right, he is my senior brother, but we broke up later."

"Well, that's a pity." Zhao Zhen made a gesture of regret and continued, "Shimin actually loves you very much, otherwise he would take you away at the risk of not leaving."

"Really? But it's all over." Song Yuye took a bite of the wonton without much emotion.

Zhao Zhen sighed, and said sadly: "As a father, I have been away for more than ten years, and I haven't even seen the last side of my own son. Miss Song, when Shimin left, you were the only one by his side. Didn't I say any last words to you?"

Song Yuye knew that the other party was playing tricks on her, and she vaguely felt that the money that Zhao Shimin took away from the Zheng Group was taken by Zhao Zhen.

She also became sad, and her tone was full of sadness, "Yes?"

Sure enough, Zhao Zhen's face changed slightly, and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened, but only for a moment, he immediately asked strongly and calmly: "What?"

"He said he loves me and wants to be with me in his next life." She said something casually.

Zhao Zhen's heart sank, he pulled the corner of his lips, and smiled forcedly.

Song Yuye said "good night" after eating a wonton.

Zhao Zhen stood up and said "good night" politely.

It is undeniable that Zhao Zhen is a handsome man, even though he is over fifty years old, he still looks like a young man, not like Zhao Shimin's father, but like an older brother.Standing with Zheng Ya, like a mother and son.

Song Yuye was suddenly a little tired, rubbed his temples, shook his head, his body froze for a moment, and he wrapped his coat tighter.Maybe I'm a little tired today, so let's go to bed early.

Watching her enter the elevator, the smile on Zhao Zhen's face gradually froze. This woman is very shrewd and difficult to deal with. Whether she knows it or not, she definitely cannot stay.

The light in the hall suddenly went out, and Zhao Zhen didn't turn it on again.

"Son, don't you like her? Don't say that I don't love you. After a while, I will send her down to accompany you." Zhao Zhen lit a cigarette, and the orange fire reflected on his face, as if Bright as dark.He smoked the cigarette, let go of the lighter and squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and exhaled white smoke in the direction of the elevator, with a weird smile on his lips.

I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.This is his usual way of doing things.

After pressing the floor, the elevator stopped on the first floor, and the elevator door opened slowly. Song Yuye walked out without looking carefully.

It was pitch black outside the elevator, and the floors were quiet, unpopular, gloomy and cold, and she smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance.No, this is not the floor where Zheng Yanlang lived. She fumbled to turn on the light, and there was a black and white photo in the center of the huge living room. In front of the photo was an incense burner, as well as offerings such as apples, bananas, and pastries.

"Brother?" Song Yuye looked at the photo and couldn't help shouting.

In that black and white photo, it was Zhao Shimin's appearance before his death.what happened?She obviously didn't press this floor, why did the elevator suddenly stop at this floor?How could she stumble into the place where Zhao Shimin lived before he died?

The living room is really scary, like a mourning hall, with white banners and wreaths hanging.Song Yuye felt apprehensive, vaguely uneasy, and wanted to leave quickly, but his legs were weak and he refused to obey.

The lit crystal chandelier suddenly went dark, maybe it was because of a power outage, and there were only three sticks of incense in the living room glowing scarlet, which made Zhao Shimin's photo a bit creepy.Song Yuye didn't care too much, and frantically pressed the elevator button. The elevator was delayed and seemed to be locked. Based on her memory, she groped for the fire escape.

The door of the fire escape was ajar, and she could see a green light. She stretched out her hand to open the door without any hesitation, but some of them opened it before her, and a beam of strong light hit her face, which was particularly dazzling.

"Ah." She couldn't help screaming, the voice cut through the night, probably many people in the old house heard it.

"Miss Song, what's the matter with you?" The visitor asked after seeing her appearance clearly.

All the lights were turned on at the same time, Song Yuye opened his eyes to see who was coming, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Clutching his chest with lingering fear, he said, "Aunt Chen, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night? I don't know if a servant will scare people to death?"

After being told a few words by her, Aunt Chen lowered her head naively and said nothing more.

Song Yuye didn't mean to talk to her sincerely, so he patted her chest and told her to go back to sleep early.

Aunt Chen lowered her head and said that she would sleep later.

The elevator also resumed operation, Song Yuye didn't stop, quickly got into the elevator, and trotted all the way back to the room.If she turned around before entering the elevator, she would have seen Aunt Chen's resentful and weird face, but unfortunately she didn't.

The baby was still sleeping soundly in the crib, and Zheng Yanlang hadn't woken up yet. She kicked off the quilt and climbed up. Because of fear, she couldn't help rubbing her body into the arms of the person on the bed.

"What's the matter? Cold hands and feet?" As soon as she entered the room, the man on the bed was fine. He hugged her subconsciously, but found that her whole body was cold.

"It's okay, go down and eat something." She closed her eyes, her heart beating wildly.

"Next time you get up in the middle of the night, put on more clothes." Zheng Yanlang urged.

"En." Song Yuye held his hand and put it on her chest, trying to calm down the uneasiness in her heart.

Zheng Yanlang obviously misunderstood what she meant, turned over and pressed her under him, and smiled evilly, "Baby want it?"

"No, go to bed." She denied it bluntly, with no interest, and the picture just now remained in her mind.

"But I want it, you touch it, it responds." Zheng Yanlang held her hand and took it there.

"I said I don't want it anymore, don't you understand?" She became agitated inexplicably, and her tone became extremely impatient.

The man on the body was stunned, he didn't know why, and suddenly he became like this just now, all the interest disappeared in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Yanlang frowned slightly, her reaction was a little abnormal, even extreme.

Maybe because she felt that her attitude just now was a bit too much, her face gradually softened, and the blood began to return to her pale face, she lowered her head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I'm too tired today, how about tomorrow?"

"Hey, go to sleep." Tucked the quilt for her, lay down again, and said with a sigh, "Rachel, I'm going to America tomorrow to talk about cooperation with the management over there."

Her heart tightened, she turned over and sat up looking at him, and asked, "How long will it be?"

"If it goes well, it will take a week, but the Yankee will be very difficult, and it may take a month." Thinking of being separated from her for so long, he suddenly became sad.

"Can my baby and I go with you?" She hesitated for a moment before she spoke, not knowing why she was a little uneasy, only by his side would she feel safe.

It's not that he didn't think about taking her with the child, "You come with me, the baby is too young to fly by plane." He suggested.

Song Yuye shook her head, but she still gave up. No mother is willing to leave her baby for such a long time.

"Then come back early after finishing your work." She suddenly became docile like a little woman.

"My wife and children are all here, and I promise not to stay for a moment after finishing the work." He was telling the truth, which man doesn't like a gentle country, and his wife and children are hot on the bed.What's more, my daughter-in-law is so rare, what if another man takes advantage of it after staying outside for a long time?He didn't want to take that risk.

She breathed a sigh of relief, one month was fine, not too long.

"Husband, I want it." She leaned over and held his cheek, looked into his eyes, and gently pressed her white fingertips on his sexy thin lips.

Her small movements gave the man motivation for a moment, turned over and pressed her under him, and kissed delicately on her smooth forehead, pink cheeks, small earlobes, all the way down, as if to be burned all over her body own mark.

"Husband, um..." She snorted a few times, inserted her fingers into his short hair, and arched her body uncontrollably, actively catering to his wave after wave of shock.

Feeling her initiative, he worked harder and worked harder, as if he wanted to inject the last drop of his essence into her body.

"Honey, we'll get married when I come back." The man gritted his teeth when he was about to reach the peak.

"Okay, get married." She was short of breath, confused, and delirious, but she heard, get married, it's time to get married after so long.It seems that she has no other choice, and the children are born.