Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

"It was found that there was an extra 300 million in his mother's account, but the source could not be found. The other party was very cautious, as if the money was transferred in through a money laundering channel. It is impossible for a person like Wang Jie to suddenly Those who make a fortune, there is something tricky in it."

Qi Tian's narration was already very clear, and He Yanlie had already sensed the situation when he heard the first sentence.

With a cold and handsome face, his deep black eyes looked coldly at the night, and said softly, "Have you checked Jiang Yuyan?"

"Checked, it's very clean, no suspicion." Qi Tian replied.

"Keep an eye on her and Sophie for a report."

"Yes."

When he was about to hang up the phone, He Yanlie asked one more question: "How is your injury?"

"It's just a small injury." Qi Tian said with a sneer, as if he didn't care.

"Small injuries should be taken care of, thanks to you today."

Qi Tian over there was obviously stunned, the Second Young Master seemed a little emotional today, just when Qi Tian wanted to tease him, He Yanlie over there hung up the phone without hesitation, without leaving the water in the slightest.

Qi Tian was in a daze. Was it the indifferent Second Young Master who cared about people just now?
He Yanlie turned around and entered the warm and lively villa, the two youngest pestered her mother-in-law to ask what was delicious for dinner, and the delicious dishes were served in the long dining room and arranged.

In the restaurant, the bowls and chopsticks are arranged neatly, and there are three sets of children's tableware, all of which look extraordinarily smoky, like a home.

But it is not the most complete, I hope that day will come soon.

"What are you doing standing there? Wash your hands and eat." Tang Shiyi held the last vegetable soup for her mother-in-law. Seeing the man standing motionless in the middle, she urged her.

He Yanlie withdrew his eyes and fell on Tang Shiyi's gentle and charming face. He smiled dotingly, his eyes were full of loving tenderness.

"Okay." He laughed and walked to the sink.

……

At 09:30 in the evening, after Tang Shiyi finished bathing the children, He Yanlie also finished bathing. The husband and wife divided the duties, and Tang Shiyi was responsible for the evening washing and bathing of the three children.

He Yanlie is in charge of coaxing the triplets to sleep.

In the brightly colored children's room, the beds for the triplets can be joined together or separated into three separate beds.

The three little ones seem to enjoy sleeping together so put together.

On the big bed, the triplets were wearing cartoon pajamas, and Baobao was always beside him smiling calmly, letting the younger siblings play around.

"Okay, all lie down, Daddy is going to tell you a bedtime story." He Yanlie went to the bed and sat down, turned off the bright crystal chandelier, leaving only the night light by the bed for reading storybooks.

"Today Daddy will tell you a brave story, the story of the little white rabbit fighting the big bad wolf wisely."

He Yanlie was holding the storybook, and when he was lying on the head of the bed, the two little ones, Rourou and Tangtang, came up like little koalas.

"Rourou was frightened today. It's okay. Daddy just pats his head." He Yanlie put his big hand on the top of his youngest son's head and rubbed it gently.

Little Rourou grinned, his two cute little canine teeth were exceptionally handsome, the little guy was lying there moving his short arms: "It's okay Daddy, I'm great, I won't be defeated!"

The tender and soft voice revealed the innocence and liveliness of a child, and He Yanlie rubbed the fleshy head again.

The eye sockets are full of beautiful doting, looking at the meat very seriously, the warm smile on the brow is very loving: "Daddy believes that you are great and brave."

The warm yellow light outlines his sharp-edged face more and more deeply. He is a very gentle father.

A simple affirmation made the light in Rourou's eyes a little bit brighter.

Rourou nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

"It's good to lie down and sleep." He Yanlie held the storybook in one hand, and patted the triplets with his other arm around the triplets.

"Okay~" Tangtang said sweetly.

In the warm and lovely children's room, the man was wearing home clothes, his black hair was not combed meticulously during the day, and it was casually hanging down to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and he was slowly reading a childlike storybook with a deep and magnetic voice.

That kind of contrast is also extraordinarily warm and healing.

The children fell asleep quickly, just as He Yanlie wanted to check if the three little ones were fast asleep, he just turned his head and met Baobao's bright black eyes.

Baobao: "..."

He didn't open it on purpose, he just wanted to pretend to be asleep, but he couldn't help opening his eyes and took a look before he was discovered.

He Yanlie was rushed back to his room, seeing Baobao's spirited little face, his eyes froze.

"Why haven't you slept yet? Is it because this story is not good, why don't dad change it to something better?"

In fact, He Yanlie wanted to say, how about another hypnotist...

Baobao moved his body, pulled up the thin quilt covering his body, and then said in a very calm tone, "No need, Daddy, you can go back to your room, you don't want to read the story anymore."

He Yanlie was mentioned, but he didn't admit it: "Why isn't there anymore."

How did this little one find out that he had other thoughts?Just glanced at it?
"When you first read, the rhythm was slow, vivid and emotional. Later, after we fell asleep, we felt like an emotionless repeating machine." Baobao said his discovery directly in his calm words.

He Yanlie thought about it carefully, and it really happened.

I have to say that this eldest son is really meticulous and thoughtful.

"Daddy, wait until you fall asleep." He Yanlie knew that Baobao was relatively precocious, like a young adult, so he simply woke up the storybook in his hand and didn't read it.

Baobao was lying on his back, his obsidian-like eyes blinking slightly at the ceiling.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about what happened today."

"Huh? Can you tell dad about it?"

"That Wang Jie, in fact, he was the first one to rush up to hold the fallen lighting lamp at the last moment. If it wasn't for him, even Uncle Qi Tian would have been a few seconds slower when he flew over. By then, the lamp would have already hit the ground. It's fleshy."

"The photography lights are all very high. When it falls directly, instead of supporting it at the beginning, the stamina is very strong, and the flesh is so small that it will be directly crushed.

That result might be as terrifying as being on fire, but that person pulled at the last moment and gave Uncle Qi Tian a chance to save him. He Yanlie frowned upon hearing what Baobao said.

"Maybe he's scared, afraid of the consequences if Daddy finds out about him?"

Baobao thought for a while, then nodded his head: "It's also possible."

After saying this, both father and son were silent.

He Yanlie reached out and placed his hand on the top of Rourou's head again. His scorched lock of hair had been cut off, it was not very obvious, but it still made He Yanlie feel lingering fear.

"Okay, Daddy, go back to your room." Bao Bao suddenly said in disgust.

"Okay, Daddy is thinking about it when he goes back, and talk to your mommy about it."

Baobao rolled his eyes, as if he didn't tell the truth.

"Good night, son." He Yanlie finished speaking, turned off the lights, got up and went back to the room.

That's a quick move...

Bao Bao pursed his lips, showing a little emotionless expression.

He knew that Daddy's heart had already flown to Mommy.