The supreme master of the female president

"Within this month?" Yang Yitian's dark eyes froze deeply, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

Jiang Xinyao, who was silent, had been paying attention to Yang Yitian from the corner of her eye all the time. Every expression, frown, and tone of his eyes were all deeply in the eyelids, and she couldn't help clenching her fists tightly together.

Jiang Yue nodded, and said solemnly: "That's right, I will invite all the celebrities in Ningjiang City to hold your wedding with Xinyao at the Dihao Hotel."

Yang Yitian frowned, just when he was about to say something, a pair of white and slender hands were gently placed on his arms, and Jiang Xinyao smiled tenderly at him, her eyes revealing sour feelings .

"Dad, Yitian and I have our own plans. As for when to get married, let us decide for ourselves, okay?" Jiang Xinyao said softly.

Jiang Yue's thick brows were slightly frowned, he didn't answer Jiang Xinyao, but looked at Yang Yitian, and said very deeply: "Yitian, just tell me a word, can you marry Xinyao within this month?"

Yang Yitian touched Jiang Xinyao's plain hand on his arm, let out a turbid breath, and said in a low voice: "If I can, I can marry Xinyao now, but when I was a soldier, my household registration has been cancelled. No, there is no way for Zhan Shi to get a marriage certificate with Xin Yao."

Hearing this, Jiang Yue was a little dissatisfied, thinking that Yang Yitian was looking for an excuse, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you retired now, just transfer your household registration back, this is not a reason."

"Dad!" Jiang Xinyao's icy eyes sank, she glared at Jiang Yue warmly and angrily, angry at his pressing every step of the way.

Jiang Yue gave Jiang Xinyao a deep look, motioned for her not to speak, and then looked straight at Yang Yitian.

"You are right, this is not a reason, I will try my best to deal with it!" Yang Yitian nodded deeply, Jiang Yue was very right, all troubles are not a reason for refusing to get married.

"Okay, after you finish everything, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register with Xinyao, don't procrastinate for too long, what do you think?" Jiang Yue stared at Yang Yitian fixedly, needing him to give a clear answer.

The corners of Yang Yitian's eyes twitched slightly, because he found that Jiang Xinyao's plain hand was holding his arm, and he couldn't help but gradually increase the strength, as if he was a little nervous about his answer.

"Okay, no problem, I will give Xinyao a title!" Yang Yitian smiled lightly, put his arms around Jiang Xinyao's body, and said affectionately beside her earlobe: "I will marry you!"

Jiang Xinyao's eyes moved, and she looked at Yang Yitian affectionately, a warm sweetness spread in her heart.

"That's good, and Yitian, Xinyao is my most important person, and now I will completely hand it over to you, and promise that I will take good care of her and the child in her belly!" Jiang Yue Hehe smiled.

"Don't worry, even if the sky falls, I will take care of Xinyao in my arms." Yang Yitian said with firm eyes while holding Jiang Xinyao tightly.

Jiang Yue smiled gently, chatted with Yang Yitian for a while, told him to take good care of his daughter Jiang Xinyao, and then left the sea view villa.

"Yitian, my dad."

Jiang Xinyao wanted to say something apologetically, Yang Yitian interrupted her, and said with a faint smile: "Your father is right, I neglected your feelings, although the marriage certificate is just a piece of paper, but it is very important Sex, I will take care of everything in the shortest possible time, so that you can truly become my wife."

The words "wife", from Yang Yitian's mouth, made Jiang Xinyao's face pink like a flower, as happy as eating honey, so moved that she couldn't help herself.

"Don't bark, it's not the time yet." Jiang Xinyao blushed, angrily gouged out Yang Yitian, and moaned coquettishly.

"Oh? Shy?" Seeing that Jiang Xinyao's face was so pink that she was about to drip water, Yang Yitian felt a sense of playfulness, hugged her slender waist tightly, and blew a strong and fiery breath on her earlobe, evil and charming She smiled and said, "Xin Yao, call me husband, can you hear me?"

"You're going to die, I don't want it!" Jiang Xinyao shyly turned her head away, not daring to look into Yang Yitian's eyes, and bit her teeth angrily.

"Are you sure?" The corners of Yang Yitian's mouth curled into an arc, he let go of Jiang Xinyao's hand, and stretched down to scratch her creaky dimples, causing her to laugh until her whole body trembled.

"Stop scratching, let go, I can't do it." Jiang Xinyao struggled and smiled deftly, pushing away Yang Yitian's hand that was scratching her, and shyly said: "Old husband"

"What are you talking about? It's too quiet, I can't hear you!" Yang Yitian said with a smirk.

"Husband!" Jiang Xinyao stared at Yang Yitian shyly, gritted her teeth louder, her face was as red as if she had a high fever.

"The way you blush is better than the sky." Yang Yitian smiled tenderly, and kissed Jiang Xinyao's thin red lips.

Jiang Xinyao didn't resist, she closed her eyes and kissed Yang Yitian affectionately.

However, at this moment, Yang Xuan came down from the attic. She saw her brother Yang Yitian, who was so intimate with Jiang Xinyao, her little face turned red, and she hurriedly turned her head back to her room as if fleeing. .

"It's all your fault, now Xiaoxuan saw it!" Jiang Xinyao opened her eyes, left Yang Yitian's arms, tidied up her crumpled and messy uniform, and gave him a shy look.

Yang Yitian smiled, got up and said, "It's getting late, I'll cook first."

"Yitian!" Yang Yitian was about to go to the kitchen when Jiang Xinyao suddenly stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yitian stopped and looked back at Jiang Xin's starry eyes.

"It's okay." Jiang Xinyao hesitated to speak, but finally shook her head and said nothing. Yang Yitian felt a little puzzled, but didn't ask any more questions, and entered the kitchen.

After eating, it was already seven ten in the evening. Yang Yitian packed the dishes and said to Jiang Xinyao, "Xinyao, I'm going out later, you don't have to wait for me tonight."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Xinyao asked softly.

Yang Xuan also looked at her brother Yang Yitian.

"I have something to do, I'll be back soon." Yang Yitian smiled lightly, he was going to Zhao Heng's place.

"Well, then you should be careful when driving." Jiang Xinyao nodded her head lightly, followed Yang Yitian out of the villa, stood at the door and watched him drive away.

Yang Yitian drove the BMW i8 to the city compound. He knew that Zhao Heng asked him not just to drink tea, but probably because he had something to say.