The supreme master of the female president

The corners of Yang Yitian's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a deep smile, then he said nothing more, carried his daughter into the kitchen, and fed her a small bowl of porridge.

Jiang Xinyao felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, so she smiled and said, "Let's go have breakfast first!"

"Yeah!" Xiao Ya nodded, looking at Yang Yitian's back and the weeping willow with lonely eyes, she kept telling herself, stop thinking about it, just cherish what you have in front of you, otherwise you will fall into the quagmire, Can no longer break free.

"It's been a long time since I ate the noodles made by Brother Tian!" Xiao Ya entered the kitchen, looked at the noodles on the table, and couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

"Husband, can you make two more, can you?" Jiang Xinyao said softly, Xiao Ya and Gu Bai didn't say hello before they came, so breakfast is only for herself and Yang Yitian.

"Okay!" Yang Yitian didn't refuse, took out the dried noodles from the refrigerator, soaked them in boiling water, and then made all kinds of ingredients, which took more than ten minutes to make.

"It smells so good!" Xiao Ya sniffed it, and with a smile on her face, she said to Gu Bai next to her, "Brother Tian, ​​the noodles he made are delicious, try it!"

"Very good!" Gu Bai picked up the chopsticks and tried it. On the surface, he seemed to be praising it, but in his heart he felt that it was average. Apart from the good taste, there were no good features.

"Mr. Yang, Xiaoya likes to eat, please teach me how to make it?" Gu Bai smiled slightly.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows and wanted to refuse directly, but Jiang Xinyao seemed to have guessed his thoughts in advance, gently grabbed his wrist, and said with a gentle smile: "Well, of course, my husband will teach you!"

"Thank you so much!" Gu Bai said with a smile like a spring breeze.

Yang Yitian's forehead froze slightly, and he didn't say anything more. Since Jiang Xinyao agreed, if he continued to refuse, it would only put her in an embarrassing situation.

"Xin Yao, you must have had a hard time in the past two years in Haicheng, right?" Xiao Ya chatted with Jiang Xinyao, asking her about her situation during this time.

Jiang Xinyao hesitated for a while, and didn't say it in front of Gu Bai, but just asked her to go to her room later, and then talk about some things slowly.

After breakfast, Jiang Xinyao hugged her daughter and walked up to the attic with Xiao Ya. Only Yang Yitian and Gu Bai were left in the kitchen.

Yang Yitian raised his head, looked directly at Gu Bai with dark pupils, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what do you want to do in Ningjiang?"

Gu Bai smiled lightly, pretending not to understand Yang Yitian's words, and said gently: "Xiaoya knows that Xinyao is still alive, I just accompanied her from the coast, so I don't have any other ideas, but about your noodles, I I still want to learn, because I can see that Xiaoya likes to eat very much!"

Yang Yitian squinted his eyes, and stopped asking any further, because it was meaningless, no matter what purpose Gu Bai had, but if he dared to touch a hair of his relatives, the entire Faceless Temple would be buried with him.

"I will only demonstrate the process of making noodles once!" Yang Yitian finished speaking in a cold tone, unpacked the last pack of dried noodles, and demonstrated the process to Gu Bai himself.

Gu Bai was watching carefully, every movement of Yang Yitian, as well as the time to place the noodles, how many minutes to pick them up, what ingredients to put in, etc., he recorded them all in his mind.

However, Gu Bai didn't know that Xiao Ya liked to eat dried noodles not because it was delicious, but because the person who made it was Yang Yitian.

"Okay, I remember it all, thank you Death God!"

With a gentle smile on Gu Bai's face, a gleam of seriousness flashed across his eyes immediately, and he said in a low voice, "Next, I have another matter to ask you for advice!"

In the master bedroom at the attic of the villa, Jiang Xinyao hugged her daughter and told Xiao Ya all her experiences over the past two years, including the fake marriage.

After listening to Jiang Xinyao's narration, Xiao Ya felt a little distressed. If Yang Yitian chose her at the beginning, there would not be so many troubles at all.

"Xin Yao, it's all in the past, you can let go of the past, don't hold grudges anymore, and live happily with Brother Tian in the days to come!" Xiao Ya comforted.

"I think so too, but there's always a knot in my heart, no matter what I do, I can't get over it!" Jiang Xinyao said sourly. In front of Yang Yitian, she didn't care about every detail, and she acted very understanding, but in fact, she was really In the depths, it is incomparably tormented and painful, and that feeling cannot be understood by ordinary people.

"Xiaoxuan is his most important person, even more important than his life. If what happened back then, he will definitely choose his younger sister, so Xinyao, don't compare too much!" Xiao Ya mentioned inexplicably Yang Xuan.

"I don't blame Xiaoxuan, and I don't blame Yitian for saving her. I just blame myself for being so stupid and unable to stabilize his heart!" Jiang Xinyao said, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice started to sob .

Xiao Ya paused, feeling that Jiang Xinyao's words had another meaning, and asked tentatively: "Xinyao, what's wrong with you, did Brother Tian betray you?"

Jiang Xinyao shook her head, but did not answer Xiao Ya's question. The thing she was most afraid of was that one day Liu Yanran would appear and snatch Yang Yitian away from her.

"Xinyao, I." Xiao Ya hesitated to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She was very afraid that Jiang Xinyao would quarrel with Yang Yitian after learning about it, which would lead to a breakdown in her relationship.

If it was at the beginning, she would have wished that Jiang Xinyao and Yang Yitian's relationship would break up and become estranged enemies, but at this time Xiao Ya didn't want to fall into it anymore.

Seeing Xiao Ya's expression of wanting to say something but not saying it, Jiang Xinyao wiped away the tears from her eyes and said softly, "Say it if you have something to say!"

"It's nothing." Xiao Ya smiled, shifted the topic away, her beautiful eyes stayed on Yang Wuxin's lovely face, and said: "Xin Yao, I want to be the child's godmother, do you agree?"

"En!" Jiang Xinyao didn't object. She was glad that the relationship between herself and Xiao Ya was slowly healing, and she was no longer as good as before when she even spoke stabbing and slandering words.

"Hehe, Wuxin, did you hear, I will be your godmother from now on!" Xiao Ya stretched out her hand, hugged Yang Wuxin into her arms, and rubbed her tender cheeks.

Looking at Xiao Ya who was playing with her daughter, Jiang Xinyao hesitated for a while and asked, "Xiao Ya, are you really getting back together with Gu Bai?"

"That's right, he has helped me a lot over the past year. It's a lie in my heart to say that I'm not moved, but we are only holding hands. When I think it's almost done, remember to bring Brother Tian to eat the wedding candy!" Xiao Ya concealed the sadness in her eyes, and said with a forced smile.