The supreme master of the female president

In the middle of the night and early in the morning, the air temperature in Ningjiang dropped to nearly zero degrees, and gusts of cold wind blew people bone-chilling.

In the bedroom of the sea view villa, Yang Wuxin had already fallen asleep, Jiang Xinyao gently covered her with the quilt, walked outside the spacious balcony of the room, and let the cold wind blow in her face.

Recalling the photos she saw in the morning, and Yang Yitian's impatient tone towards herself on the phone, Jiang Xinyao's heart ached like she was crying blood.

"Am I not even a substitute after all?" Jiang Xinyao closed her eyes lightly, but she still couldn't stop the scorching tears, which flowed down her cheeks and fell to the ground.

After a while, Jiang Xinyao's face was covered with messy tears. She had thought countless times about how to protect her family, but in the end it turned out that Liu Yanran didn't even need to show up in person to make Yang Yitian Walking towards her without telling herself, she made herself completely defeated.

"Yang Yitian, you bastard, rotten bastard, big pig, why, why did you lie to me!" Jiang Xinyao cried and scolded Yang Yitian. He clearly swore to himself that he would never see Liu Yanran again in this life, but the fact is that She was foolishly kept in the dark, and was treated as a silly woman.

"Liu Yanran, you won this time, and I'm already tired!" Jiang Xinyao opened her red eye circles, didn't Yang Yitian like to go to her, so he will help them this time.

After staying outside the cold balcony for a long time, Jiang Xinyao sobbed her nose, wiped away the wet tears on her cheeks, turned and returned to the room.

"Wuxin, mother only loves you in this life!" Jiang Xinyao walked slowly to the bed, bent down and kissed her daughter's little face, those red eyes became cold and ruthless, found the paper and He started to write the divorce agreement, and waited for Yang Yitian to come back to sign it.

This time, Jiang Xinyao swore in tears that no matter how Yang Yitian explained, she would never soften her heart.

In the next few days in the northern border, Yang Yitian has been investigating the matter behind the scenes, and contacted Caesar on the dark net, asking him to dispatch the intelligence department to investigate for him.

It's a pity that Caesar seemed to know something, but he hesitated to tell Yang Yitian, as if someone was putting pressure on him.

Moreover, the New Year's Eve is getting closer and closer now. Yang Yitian promised Jiang Xinyao that he would go back and make dumplings with her, and then the family would set off fireworks outside the villa.

This morning, it was already Yang Yitian's fifth day in the north, he got up without washing up or eating breakfast, and went directly to where Su Qingshan was.

Under the conditioning of Doctor Jiang, Su Qingshan recovered very well, and his spirit gradually became majestic. When he saw Yang Yitian coming, he smiled lightly and said, "Yitian, it's early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Old man, I plan to go back to Ningjiang first, and after the New Year's Eve, I will come back to investigate who is behind it!" Yang Yitian said solemnly.

"You make up your own mind!" Su Qingshan no longer tried to persuade Yang Yitian as before, and Yang Yitian chose what to do. If something happened one day, he would protect him as soon as possible and limit the turmoil to a minimum. up.

"Old man, I'm going back first, you keep your body!" Yang Yitian said with concern.

"Okay, when you come next time, kid, bring Jiang Xinyao and your daughter here for me to see!" Su Qingshan said with a smile.

"En!" Yang Yitian smiled lightly and nodded, walked out of Su Qingshan's room, bid farewell to Longyin Squad and others, and prepared to drive back to Ningjiang to spend New Year's Eve with his family.

It's just that Yang Yitian had just lit the fire and hadn't put it in gear yet, when a woman with short hair at the ear level trotted over from a distance.

"Are you going back?" Su Yun came to the car window, looked at Yang Yitian in the cab, slightly clenched her fists, a little resentful that he didn't even say hello to her when he left.

"Yes, I have something to do at home, so I have to take time to go back and come back after New Year's Eve!" Yang Yitian said flatly.

"Then drive slowly, there has been a lot of snow in the north recently, and the road may be slippery!" Su Yun snorted softly.

"I will!" Yang Yitian smiled slightly, turned the car and left the camp, heading towards Ningjiang.

Watching Yang Yitian's rear of the car go away until it disappeared, Su Yun felt inexplicably uncomfortable. She was destined to have nothing to do with this man.

On the way back to Ningjiang, Yang Yitian kept thinking about what sweet words he should use to coax Jiang Xinyao. After all, he was a little cold and impatient with her on the phone a few days ago, which would inevitably make her feel uncomfortable.

"Send flowers?" Yang Yitian thought for a while, and finally shook his head. Last time, he and Jiang Xinyao had differences in the way they taught their daughter, and the flowers had already been sent. Repeating this method is not very effective.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Yitian suddenly noticed, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that this method is very good, and Jiang Xinyao should be particularly moved.

However, Yang Yitian didn't know that after returning to Ningjiang this time, what awaited him was a different scene, as well as Jiang Xinyao's hysterical crying.

On this road, Yang Yitian drove very slowly, and it took eight or nine hours before he entered the territory under the jurisdiction of Ningjiang.

Yang Yitian didn't go back to the sea view villa immediately, but went to an art and handicraft shop, and it was not until more than two hours later that he came out with a beautiful gift box.

Back home, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Yitian parked the car and was surprised to find that all the lights in the villa were turned off.

"Honey, are you home?" Yang Yitian held an exquisite gift box, entered the living room of the villa, turned on the crystal chandelier, and looked up to the attic bedroom.

"Brother, why are you coming back now?" Suddenly, Yang Xuan was the first to run out of the room, and her face, which was so pure in the past, was now full of uneasiness and worry.

"What's the matter, is something wrong?" Yang Yitian was a little strange, feeling as if something was wrong.

Yang Xuan's face was extremely anxious. She wanted to call Yang Yitian many times these days, but Jiang Xinyao coldly dropped a sentence, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to think about it again. She could only hope that her brother would take the initiative sooner. It took almost a week to come back.

"Xiaoxuan, what's the matter?" Seeing that his sister's expression was not quite right, Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is your sister-in-law not at home?"

"I'm here, husband!"

As soon as Yang Yitian finished speaking, Jiang Xinyao walked out of the master bedroom in the attic with her daughter in her arms, showing a tender smile.

But Jiang Xinyao's calmness and warm smile on her face, in Yang Xuan's mind, it was a harbinger of the approaching storm.