The supreme master of the female president

"On business trip?"

Hearing Yang Yitian's irresponsible words, Lin Fen suddenly became angry, and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Xiaoyao is so sick, you don't stay by your side to take care of her, but want to leave for a business trip, in your heart Is the job more important, or your wife and family?"

"Auntie, Yitian wants to stay and take care of me. I asked him to go on a business trip!" Jiang Xinyao gently shook her forehead, explaining to Yang Yitian softly, she didn't want Lin Fen to continue talking.

"Xiaoyao, I am over half a year old, but at the same time I am also a woman. I know what you really think in your heart better than anyone else!"

Lin Fen refused to let go, glared at Yang Yitian angrily, and snorted displeasedly: "It's true that Xiaoyao is your wife, but don't forget, not only did she not owe you anything, but she gave birth to a daughter for you. Haicheng has suffered from longing for more than two years, and you will never be able to clear it up for the rest of your life just because of this, not to mention can the money be earned? No matter how much money you have, what can you do? owed?"

Yang Yitian's eyebrows frowned slightly, Lin Fen's words were like a sharp knife, piercing into his heart, because he really owed Jiang Xinyao a lot, as well as his daughter Yang Wuxin.

"Auntie." Jiang Xinyao bit the corner of her mouth hard, and tugged at Lin Fen's sleeve, telling her not to use this kind of debt to increase Yang Yitian's guilt towards herself.

"Forget it, this is your family business. If I talk too much, it will be annoying!" Lin Fen glanced at Yang Yitian. The main reason why she was so angry was that she felt sorry for Jiang Xinyao. For many years, but she has always regarded Jiang Xinyao as her own daughter-in-law, and she has not changed until now.

"Honey, you go on a business trip first, it's okay!" Jiang Xinyao looked at Yang Yitian tenderly with her pitiful eyes, telling him not to take Lin Fen's words to heart.

"Auntie, Xin Yao has troubled you, I'll be back soon!" Yang Yitian took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the ward. He left this time just to visit Yang Siran and make up for the company he lacked in the past two years , that's all!

"Dad. Dad"

Seeing Yang Yitian walking outside, Yang Wuxin whimpered, staggered and waved her little hands, trying to catch up with him at a trot.

Yang Yitian stopped, looked back at the daughter who was chasing him, and said with a gentle smile: "Wuxin, Dad will be back soon after going out for a few days, you have to listen to what Mom says, you know?"

Yang Wuxin spread out her small hands, hugged Yang Yitian's neck tightly, and whimpered with her father, as if aggrieved, she didn't agree with him to go.

Yang Yitian smiled helplessly, picked up Yang Wuxin, went back to Jiang Xinyao, lied and said with a smile: "Well, you wait here with mom, and dad will buy you a lollipop, okay?"

Hearing Yang Yitian's words, Yang Wuxin had a cute face, and then nodded his head.

"Wife!" Yang Yitian smiled at Jiang Xinyao, handed his daughter to her, and left the ward in three steps at a time.

Watching Yang Yitian leave until he disappeared, Jiang Xinyao's eye circles were slightly red, and a tingle of pain flashed through her heart inexplicably. She touched her daughter's little face and whispered: "Wuxin, Dad will be back soon!"

Walking out of the People's Hospital, Yang Yitian stood beside the car, looking at the dark sky covered by dark clouds, and said to himself, "Is it going to rain?"

"Honey, I've already figured out a way to deal with this matter, and I'll come back to you when I finish talking with Liu Yanran!" Yang Yitian turned around, glanced at the direction of Jiang Xinyao's ward, and sighed with complicated emotions , put away the chaotic thoughts in my heart, drove the car and left the hospital.

After driving for more than ten hours, Yang Yitian entered the capital, he didn't stay too much to attract attention, and drove directly to the secret base with Liu Yanran.

On the outskirts of Kyoto's Fifth Ring Road, in front of a small Chinese-style two-story building, Yang Yitian parked his car and walked down slowly. Looking at all these familiar things, he felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, the door of the Chinese-style two-story building opened, and a woman with an overpowering beauty appeared in front of Yang Yitian, followed by a little boy about three years old.

"Yitian, you're here!" Liu Yanran's thin red lips parted slightly, making a sound like wind chimes blowing.

Yang Yitian smiled and nodded, his deep eyes stopped at the little boy next to Liu Yanran, whose facial features were very similar to his own.

"The weather in Kyoto is very cold, Yitian, you go into the house!" Liu Yanran whispered smartly.

"Okay!" Yang Yitian withdrew his gaze, patted the snowflakes off his head, and entered the room where he and Liu Yanran were full of happy memories.

Liu Yanran took a cup of hot water for Yang Yitian with a glass cup, her voice was full of tenderness, and said: "Drink to warm your body!"

"Thank you!" Yang Yitian reached out to take the water, but he didn't drink it, but kept looking at the little boy who was following Liu Yanran, feeling a throbbing feeling in his heart that blood was thicker than water.

Sensing Yang Yitian's eyes, Yang Siran was a little subservient, hiding behind Liu Yanran, and secretly aimed at him.

"He hasn't seen you for more than two years, maybe he's a little shy!" Liu Yanran looked at her son Yang Siran with eyes full of maternal tenderness, and said softly, "Siran, he's daddy, go and have a fight with daddy!" Say hello!"

Yang Siran was a little shy, holding Liu Yanran's hand tightly, not daring to speak to Yang Yitian.

Liu Yanran's curved eyebrows moved lightly, she took the initiative to lead Yang Siran, walked towards Yang Yitian, and taught softly: "Siran, call Dad!"

Yang Siran still didn't yell, but broke free from Liu Yanran, ran back to his room, and hid in the crack of the door to peek at Yang Yitian.

"It's okay!" Yang Yitian smiled and told Liu Yanran not to force him anymore. After all, he hadn't been by his side for more than two years, and it was difficult for him to accept his existence for a while.

"This child!" Liu Yanran's tone was somewhat reproachful, but she was more fond of her. Known as the most beautiful woman in Kyoto, she is both intelligent and beautiful. She is good at playing tricks, and she is experienced in teaching her son. It is so insufficient.

"Xinyao has a high fever, are you okay?" Liu Yanran sat next to Yang Yitian with her light body, and asked about Jiang Xinyao's condition.

"It's a little serious!" Yang Yitian's expression was deep. If it wasn't that it was almost New Year's Eve, he wouldn't be in a hurry to come here, but chose to stay by Jiang Xinyao's side.

"Actually, you don't need to come here in a hurry, Si Ran and I can wait slowly!" Liu Yanran whispered understandingly.