The supreme master of the female president

Time was like a gust of wind, and the two days he was with Yang Siran, Yang Yitian seemed to feel like the blink of an eye had passed. Although he was very reluctant, he also knew that he had to go back.

At night, after Yang Siran fell asleep, Yang Yitian bent down lightly, kissed his immature face, and sighed with a melancholy expression: "Yan Ran, Si Ran has worked so hard for you to take care of him!"

"Well, be careful on the road!" Liu Yanran tapped her forehead lightly, she knew that Yang Yitian chose to leave now because she was afraid that Yang Siran would cry when he woke up, and she was soft-hearted and reluctant to part.

Yang Yitian took a deep breath, and walked out with three steps and turned his head. When he walked out to the door, he couldn't help turning his head back again, looking at Yang Siran who was lightly sleeping in the room.

"Siran, I'm sorry!" Yang Yitian's eyes were dark, he gritted his teeth cruelly, and left quickly, driving the president of Maserati towards Ningjiang.

After driving for seven or eight hours, Yang Yitian returned to the sea view villa in the early morning, but just as he got out of the car, the lights in the bedroom turned on.

"Husband!" Jiang Xinyao, who was wearing warm pajamas, stepped on a pair of pink slippers, and walked out of the villa. She stood at the door and looked at Yang Yitian, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Did I disturb you?" Yang Yitian smiled apologetically.

"No..." Jiang Xinyao shook her head, stepped forward three steps at a time, wrapped her bare hands around Yang Yitian's waist, snuggled into his arms and said softly, "I miss you so much!"

"I understand, seeing each other every day is like three autumns. I'm on a business trip for a few days, you must be thinking about me!" The corners of Yang Yitian's mouth curved slightly, and the atmosphere became meaningful with a hey smile.

"That's not true, shameless, who misses you!" Hearing Yang Yitian's narcissistic words, Jiang Xinyao gouged him out coquettishly, and hummed with her thin lips: "Wuxin she's been crying to find you, I'm about to be annoyed died!"

"Wuxin!" Yang Yitian smiled melancholy, he lied to her in the hospital last time, saying he wanted to buy her a lollipop, but he never came back.

"By the way, wife, are you feeling better?" Yang Yitian stretched out his hand and placed it on Jiang Xinyao's forehead. At that time, she left for Kyoto under the pretext of a business trip, and she was still in a state of severe high fever.

"Well, I'm much better, but my nose is still a little stuffy!" Jiang Xinyao said softly, she twitched Qiong's nose lightly, her complexion was not very good, it was a little less rosy and a little more pale.

"Honey, go back to your room first, it's cold outside now!" Yang Yitian gently pushed Jiang Xinyao, who was only in her pajamas, to quickly go back to the bedroom with the heating on, because although it wasn't snowing in Ningjiang, the temperature dropped to five degrees in the morning .

"Husband, you drove seven or eight hours from Kyoto, go back to your room and take a rest first!" Jiang Xinyao spoke softly, but when she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and it was too late to change her words. .

Sure enough, Yang Yitian's complexion changed slightly. He looked at Jiang Xinyao with a complicated expression, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you know that I came back from Kyoto and drove for seven or eight hours?"

"." Jiang Xinyao bit her lip lightly, lowered her head slightly, not daring to look into Yang Yitian's eyes.

"Wife, look at me, do you know something!" Yang Yitian grabbed Jiang Xinyao's thin shoulders with both hands, making her look up at him, why did he know that he had gone to the capital.

"My husband Maserati was bought by me. Back then, the 4S store opened the location for me, so the car's track will be sent to my mobile phone every once in a while!" Jiang Xinyao hesitated, as if the person who did something wrong was not Yang Yitian, but she is the same.

Yang Yitian was silent, a tangle flashed in the deepest part of his eyes, but just when he wanted to confess to Jiang Xinyao and went to see Liu Yanran himself to ask for forgiveness, Jiang Xinyao spoke first.

"Husband, are you going to the capital for business this time, where do you want to develop your business?" Jiang Xinyao asked softly.

Yang Yitian was startled, and stared seriously at Jiang Xinyao's eyes, wanting to see if she was pretending to be stupid on purpose, or if she really thought she was on a business trip.

Feeling Yang Yitian's eyes, Jiang Xinyao felt a little uncomfortable, and asked with a smile on her thin lips, "Husband, what's the matter, is there something on my face?"

"It's nothing, I really intend to develop my business to the capital, but I don't have a good plan yet, and the specific situation has to be prepared slowly!" Yang Yitian smiled and continued: "The bus that has been open for seven or eight hours Car, I'm really tired, I'm going to take a shower first, my wife, please help me change my clothes!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Xinyao nodded her head, turned around and walked up to the attic to change clothes for Yang Yitian.

Looking at Jiang Xinyao's back, Yang Yitian sighed melancholy, and murmured to himself: "Honey, do I really deserve this?"

Back in the bedroom of the villa, Jiang Xinyao gently opened the closet and found Yang Yitian's clothes. Instead of going down immediately, she came to the bedside of the room, looked down at her sleeping daughter, and said softly: "Wuxin, mom We will definitely protect our warm family and never let anyone destroy it!"

After staying in the room for a long time, Jiang Xinyao wiped away the mist from the corners of her eyes, concealed her sadness, forced a soft smile on her face, walked down the attic to the bathroom door, and knocked lightly: "Husband, I will give you clothes." Find it!"

"The door is unlocked, come in, wife!" Yang Yitian's voice came from inside.

Jiang Xinyao pushed open the bathroom door and found that Yang Yitian was lying in the bathtub, with criss-crossing scars on his body and holes left by bullets, which made her feel very distressed no matter how many times she looked at it.

"Husband, the clothes are on the shelf. I'll make you breakfast first, and you'll come out to eat after you take a shower!" Jiang Xinyao had a virtuous face, and put the changed clothes on the hanger next to her.

However, just as Jiang Xinyao turned around and before she walked out of the bathroom, Yang Yitian grabbed her wrist and said with a light smile, "My shoulders are a little sore, please rub them for me!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Xinyao didn't refuse, she squatted beside the bathtub, lightly squeezed Yang Yitian's shoulder with her bare hands, and whispered: "Honey, I want to tell you something!"

"Okay, tell me!" Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Xinyao pursed her lips, stopped pressing Yang Yitian's shoulders, and said in a hesitant voice: "If you develop your business to the capital in the future, I want to return to the company to help you!"

"." Yang Yitian didn't speak, he seemed to be thinking about something, and he said after a while: "If you go back to the company, who will take care of Wuxin? Do you want to invite a nanny back?"