Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Under the bright moonlight, a red Ferrari parked in front of the luxurious manor villa.

Seeing the familiar buildings, Yang Zhuoying's heart sank for a long time, and finally arrived home.

Originally, she wanted to drive her son back by herself, but she didn't know when the tire was punctured. Su Zishi ignored her refusal and insisted on taking them back.

Turning her head to look at her son with a sleepy expression, wiping her eyes with her chubby hands, Yang Zhuoying said to him, "Huanyi, say goodbye to godfather."

"Godfather, good night." The little guy said goodbye to him obediently, and Yang Zhuoying also thanked him, "Thank you for taking us back, then let's go in."

With that said, he took his son out of the car.

"Wait a minute, Huanyi, give your godfather a kiss before you go." Su Zishi turned his head and said with a smile.

The little guy stretched his neck, kissed Su Zishi on the cheek, hugged the gift from him, and got out of the car with his mother.

"Zhuo Ying, I have a present for you." Su Zi pushed the door and got out of the car, and handed a bouquet of flowers to her from nowhere.

Yang Zhuoying was dazzled by the bunch of colorful flowers in her hand, "This flower."

"Flowers for a beauty." Su Zishi said with a smile, "You have accepted the gift, but what about my gift in return?"

Yang Zhuoying blinked, hello!How can anyone play tricks like this and ask for gifts from others.

She opened her eyes wide, and the clear light in her eyes was bright and charming under the light, which made people unable to help themselves.

The next moment, he stretched out his long arms, pinched her chin up, and kissed her red lips lightly.

"Return the gift, I accept it, see you in my dream." After stealing a kiss, Su Zishi happily turned around, got into the car, and left gracefully.

Unexpectedly, Su Zishi would kiss her, Yang Zhuoying was stunned, always felt that the smile before he left had something meaningful.

"Mommy." Watching the godfather's car go away, the little guy took her hand and signaled to enter the house.

Yang Zhuoying came back to her senses, took her son by the hand, turned and walked into the villa.

"Daddy, are you waiting for us to go home?"

Stepping into the living room, the little guy saw He Junlin who had just come down from upstairs at a glance, his sleepiness disappeared, he let go of Yang Zhuoying's hand, and ran towards him.

Seeing his son, He Junlin put away the gloomy expression on his face, opened his arms, hugged his son, and kissed his lovely face, "Why did you come back so late?"

"After dinner, godfather said that there was a gift for me, so he took us back to his house to play, Daddy, why don't you eat with us?"

"Daddy, I have to meet guests today, next time." He Junlin turned his head, facing his son's gentleness, when he saw the flowers in Yang Zhuoying's hands, his expression was extremely gloomy.

"Who gave this flower?"

Only then did Yang Zhuoying realize that something was wrong, terribly!
Staring at the bright bouquet of flowers, He Junlin felt very dazzling, "Throw it away!"

Before she could react, the little guy put his arms around He Junlin's neck, his big eyes glistening with water: "This is given to Huanyi by godfather, is daddy going to throw it away?"

The tense atmosphere dissipated in an instant because of the little guy's words.

Yang Zhuoying didn't show it on her face, but she praised her son in her heart, as expected of her good son, smart.

A look of surprise flashed across He Junlin's face, "So it was from your godfather, Huanyi likes flowers?"

The little guy nodded, then shook his head again, "Actually, I like Daddy the most, as long as it is a gift from Daddy, I like it."

He Junlin was amused by his son, "Are you asking me for a gift in disguise? I will give you a big gift when you score [-] in the exam."

"Really, I saw a model airplane, Daddy, do you want to give it to me?"

"Look at your performance, okay, it's late, take a shower and go to bed."

Looking at the backs of their father and son going upstairs, Yang Zhuoying wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her hand, and then looked at the flowers in her hand.

"Miss Yang, why don't you leave these flowers to me." The housekeeper who had been working as a set at the side suddenly said.

Yang Zhuoying breathed a sigh of relief, and handed over the flowers, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The butler took the flowers, turned around to get a vase to put them in, took two steps, then turned around again, "The young master has been back for a long time, and I have been waiting for you and the young master, and I haven't eaten yet."

Yang Zhuoying was stunned for a moment, feeling guilty in her heart, turned her steps upstairs and walked towards the kitchen.

After bathing the little guy and telling him a bedtime story, the little guy finally fell asleep, and He Junlin went back to his room.

There seemed to be a very delicious smell of food in the air. He paused, raised his head, and fixed his eyes on the table.

He walked slowly to the table, reached out to lift the lid, and saw a bowl of steaming instant noodles. There was a fried egg on the noodles, and some green vegetables, which looked good.

His eyes darkened, and he stared at the bowl of noodles.

No need to ask, he just knew that this bowl of noodles was cooked for him by Yang Zhuoying, and when he thought of her standing in the kitchen cooking noodles, his eyes were full of tenderness.

A moment ago, he had no appetite, but at this moment, smelling the fragrance in the air, his appetite was fully opened.

In fact, the noodles have been cooked for a long time, and they taste a little soft and lose their proper elasticity. Normally, he would not even bother to pay attention to them. However, at this time, he only thinks that this bowl of noodles is the most delicious noodles he has eaten in the near future. .

Putting down the bowl, He Junlin burped, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the mirror-like surface.

Is he the one smiling like a fool?
The smile on his lips froze. It was just a bowl of noodles that was almost mushy, so he could be bribed?
Don't even think about it!

He Junlinjun's face sank, he turned around and came to the door of Yang Zhuoying's room, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

inside the room.

Yang Zhuoying was restless, her heart was in a mess.

what to do?That's not how it should be.

Why did Su Zishi kiss her?Who would believe such a ridiculous excuse as a gift in return!
And He Junlin.
Thinking of his behavior of sending his son to the restaurant, and his reaction when he saw the bouquet of flowers in her hand downstairs, he seemed to be jealous of her.

Yang Zhuoying shook her head, suppressing a certain thought, he would be angry, it should be just because of the man's self-esteem, not jealousy.

However, what matters now is not what he thinks, but whether he knows that Su Zishi's existence will affect her next plan?

Back then, she would live in and be with him. Apart from wanting to fulfill her son's wish, she also wanted to use his status to facilitate her actions. If his advantage disappeared and hindered her from doing things, then their relationship would be broken. There is no need to continue.

Yang Zhuoying pursed her lips tightly. If possible, she didn't want to give up her relationship with He Junlin easily, not because she was reluctant to part with this man, but for a while, she couldn't find someone more suitable than him.

Things haven't reached the worst yet, so it should be salvageable.

Thinking of this, she stood up abruptly and walked quickly to open the door.

Opening the door, he accidentally found He Junlin standing outside the door.

The two looked at each other, with surprise on their faces, they spoke in unison.

"Where are you going?"

"Are you looking for me?"