The supreme master of the female president

08:30 in the evening.

The dining table in the kitchen was full of delicious food. It took Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao nearly an hour to make it together.

"Honey, where did you learn your cooking skills? The seafood is delicious!" Yang Yitian looked at the dishes on the table, reached out to pick up a [-]-year-old armor, put it in his mouth and asked with a smile.

The seafood tonight is almost all made by Jiang Xinyao herself. Yang Yitian didn't expect that she, who used to be incompetent in washing dishes, has become so good at cooking, especially the stir-fried sixties with peppers, green onions and ginger, which is comparable to those restaurants. cook.

"Are you dirty, wash your hands first!"

With Jiang Xinyao's bright eyes, she gouged out Yang Yitian coquettishly, then remembered something, and said in a slightly sour voice: "He Yong used to work on a fishing boat, but at that time I gave birth to Wuxin, he wanted to take better care of me. , quit that job, and discussed with my aunt to open a seafood and fish porridge shop, so he often brought a lot of fresh seafood back to make me healthy, and I learned from him over time!"

It was said that Yang Yitian's eyes were clouded. Although he gave He Yong's family a compensation of 10 billion yuan, his kindness for saving Jiang Xinyao and the follow-up meticulous care cannot be repaid with money.

"Wife, I'm very glad that I brought you and my daughter back, otherwise." Yang Yitian said in the middle of his painful speech, then inexplicably stopped, and didn't continue talking.

Jiang Xinyao blinked her curved eyelashes, looked at Yang Yitian's profound appearance, and asked, "Otherwise what?"

"People are emotional creatures. He Yong treats you so well, and I'm not by your side. If time goes by, maybe your heart will undergo subtle changes. Slowly start trying to accept him, and you will never Come back to me!" Yang Yitian joked with a melancholy face.

"You're right. He Yong was very kind to me at the time, very kind, which gave me a sense of security. I was also secretly shaken, but whenever I saw my daughter, I would think of you in my heart, so I always Didn't take that step!" Jiang Xinyao pursed her lips, she didn't choose to hide it, but told Yang Yitian all the thoughts in her heart.

For more than two years, every second of Jiang Xinyao's life has been spent in endless pain, because Yang Yitian ruthlessly abandoned her and her daughter, smashed her heart into pieces, and pushed her away. Fell into the abyss.

Although Jiang Xinyao didn't blame Yang Yitian for abandoning herself and her daughter and choosing his younger sister Yang Xuan on the edge of life and death, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if a thorn was stuck in it, and it hurt all the time.

Because, this man, after all, exchanged the lives of himself and his child for the life of his sister Yang Xuan.

The human heart is full of flesh and blood, and they all have the seven emotions and six desires. Jiang Xinyao is not an unconscious puppet, but a living person with her own thoughts and feelings. In fact, she really really cares. That night, the person Yang Yitian saved was not herself! ! !

Yang Yitian hugged Jiang Xinyao in his arms, approached her delicate face, and said affectionately: "My wife, let the past matter go, and treat it as a catastrophe in our relationship, so that we can be better in the future." cherish each other!"

"En!" Jiang Xinyao gently closed her eyes, leaning against Yang Yitian's body, cherishing this short-lived warmth.

After embracing each other for a long time, Yang Yitian shaved Jiang Xinyao's bridge of nose, and said with a gentle smile: "Okay, let's eat first, otherwise the food will be cold, and I have something else to ask you after I take a shower." Woolen cloth!"

Hearing the second half of Yang Yitian's words, Jiang Xinyao's face turned pink, she lowered her head, and said in a shy voice, "Let's talk after dinner!"

"Okay, wife, I'll get you a bowl of soup!" Yang Yitian chuckled, picked up a small porcelain bowl, and filled a portion of soft-shelled turtle soup.

"I'll go and take my daughter down first!" Jiang Xinyao didn't rush to eat, but returned to the master bedroom, intending to bring her daughter Yang Wuxin down for dinner.

However, Jiang Xinyao found that her daughter was lying on the soft bed and fell asleep with her thumb in her mouth.

Jiang Xinyao smiled softly, without waking Yang Wuxin up, covered her with the quilt, and left the room gently.

In the kitchen, seeing Jiang Xinyao coming back by herself, Yang Yitian asked, "Wife, where is Wuxin?"

"She's asleep!" Sitting under the dining chair, Jiang Xinyao picked up the soft-shelled turtle soup that Yang Yi Tiansheng gave her, and tasted it with her thin lips. It tasted sweet and delicious.

Yang Yitian used chopsticks to put a lot of dishes into Jiang Xinyao's bowl. They ate and chatted in a warm atmosphere, enjoying the peace and sweetness that only belonged to each other.

Halfway through the meal, Yang Yitian looked at Jiang Xinyao, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and suddenly smiled and said: "Honey, I found that you are becoming more and more feminine!"

Hearing Yang Yitian's words and his eyes, Jiang Xinyao blushed and scolded angrily, "I'm not serious, I'm eating your food!"

"Really, you used to look glamorous and noble, but you didn't have the charm of a woman, like an iceberg of ten thousand years, but now, you have a kind of magical power, which fascinates me deeply!" Yang Yitian smiled charmingly road.

"Slick tongue, you can't stop your mouth from eating, can you? Then stop eating!" Being praised by Yang Yitian, Jiang Xinyao felt as if she had eaten honey, but she still scolded him coquettishly.

After eating, it was already past nine o'clock. Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao cleaned up the table, sat on the sofa in the living room, and chatted for a while.

Yang Yitian looked at Jiang Xinyao's delicate face, and said with a playful smile: "It's getting late, my wife, let's take a bath together, and then go to bed early!"

"No, you go wash first!" Jiang Xinyao snorted angrily, and gently pushed Yang Yitian with her slender plain hands.

"Okay, then I'll wash it first!" Yang Yitian smiled and stood up from the sofa, but before he could take a few steps, his phone rang.

Yang Yitian took out his mobile phone to look, and found that it was his younger sister Yang Xuan calling, and he answered with a smile, "Xiao Xuan, what's the matter?"

"Brother, I'm so dizzy, come and pick me up." Yang Xuan's confused voice came through the phone.

Hearing Yang Xuan's confused tone, Yang Yitian suddenly noticed something, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you?"

"At Tianxin Hotel" Yang Xuan had just finished speaking when a man's voice sounded next to her, seeming to urge her not to call, to continue drinking, etc., and then hung up with a rustling sound.

Jiang Xinyao noticed that Yang Yitian's expression was not right, and asked worriedly: "My husband, what's wrong?"

"Honey, Xiaoxuan seems to be in some trouble, I'll go out first, you don't have to wait for me to come back!" Yang Yitian said deeply, walked out of the villa quickly, and drove towards Tianxin Hotel.