The supreme master of the female president

The dining table in the kitchen was filled with all kinds of delicacies and stir-fries. These dishes were all made by Xu Shuxian herself, and Yang Xuan was helping her serve the dishes.

Yang Xuan picked up four porcelain bowls, filled a bowl of rice for everyone, and called softly: "Brother, Duo Duo, sister Shuxian has eaten!"

Yang Yitian sat on a chair, looking at the dishes in front of him, his eyes were inexplicably sad. If there were no photos, his originally warm home would not have become fragmented.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?" Xu Duoduo sat beside her, her big eyes were blinking lightly, looking at Yang Yitian curiously.

"It's okay!" Yang Yitian smiled, forcibly suppressed the guilt and self-blame in his heart, picked up chopsticks to pick up Xu Duoduo's order, and said: "Duoduo, today is your birthday, eat more oh!"

"Yeah, but uncle, I don't want to be so full, because I will eat cake later!" Xu Duoduo smiled cleverly, and Yang Yitian smiled, flicked her forehead with his fingertips, and said Little glutton.

"Brother, sister Shuxian, let's use drinks instead of wine tonight. Happy birthday to Duo Duo, let's grow taller!" Yang Xuan poured a bottle of Coke into a glass, handed it to Yang Yitian and Xu Shuxian, and There are many flowers.

"Duo Duo, Uncle doesn't have much talent to describe gorgeous sentences, I can only wish you happy every day, happy, and be a carefree little princess!" Yang Yitian smiled lightly.

"Duoduo, my sister wishes you to be smarter and more beautiful, and wish you to be like a cloud in the sky, forever in a dream bordering on spring, without any worries!" Yang Xuan smiled purely.

"Duoduo, mother also wishes you progress in your studies, listen to your uncle and sister Xiaoxuan more, and be a good and obedient girl!" Xu Shuxian looked at her daughter Xu Duoduo with doting eyes, and taught softly.

"Thank you uncle, sister Xiaoxuan, mom, I will obediently listen to you and be an obedient little princess!" Xu Duoduo's pink and tender cheeks sank into two sweet dimples, and she picked up a cup containing Coke , and lightly touched everyone.

This meal was very warm, except for Yang Yitian and Yang Xuan who felt a little sad because of Jiang Xinyao's matter, Xu Duoduo's happy mouth never stopped.

After eating, Yang Xuan and Xu Shuxian cleared the table, Yang Yitian went out to the living room of the villa, sat on the leather European-style sofa, and brewed tea on the marble coffee table.

"Uncle, when shall we eat cake?" Xu Duoduo ran to the sofa like a cute little girl, lay on Yang Yitian's lap, and asked with a sweet smile.

"Little girl, are you so impatient?" Yang Yitian scolded amusedly, touched Xu Duoduo's little head, and said, "Later, wait until uncle finishes making the tea!"

"Yes!" Xu Duoduo nodded her head and sat next to Yang Yitian, her face shaking with joy, her two short legs.

Yang Xuan and Xu Shuxian cleaned up the kitchen and came out to sit down in the living room. Yang Yitian handed the prepared tea to the two girls, and said with a gentle smile, "Let's have a cup of hot tea first!"

Xu Shuxian's face was slightly pink, and she took a sip of the hot tea made by Yang Yitian, and her heart warmed up. She forgot how long she hadn't felt this warm feeling.

"It's New Year's Eve after tonight, let's make dumplings then!" Yang Yitian said with a sigh. Last time, he made an appointment with Jiang Xinyao to make dumplings together on New Year's Eve. It's a pity that she left after getting divorced. In this life, is there any possibility of reuniting after a broken mirror, after all, I hurt her too deeply.

"Okay, I'll get up early tomorrow and go to the mall to buy flour and dumpling stuffing!" Xu Shuxian replied.

"Sister Shuxian, let me go with you tomorrow!" Yang Xuan said softly.

"Mom, I'm going too!" Xu Duoduo waved her little hand, expressing that she wants to go together.

"Hmm!" Xu Shuxian chuckled.

"It's almost there, Xiaoxuan, go and get the cake!" Yang Yitian checked the time, it was already 08:30 in the evening.

As soon as Yang Xuan put down the teacup in her hand, Xu Duoduo took her by the arm, and said with a small smile, "Sister Xiaoxuan, let's go together!"

Yang Xuan tapped her forehead, took the cake out of the refrigerator with Xu Duoduo, and placed it on the marble table in the living room.

Yang Yitian unwrapped the cake, everyone put in the candles together, turned off the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and asked Xu Duoduo to make her wish to the cake.

With a petite body, Xu Duoduo gently stood in front of the cake, clenched her hands lightly, and said in a soft voice: "I hope that every year in the future, my uncle will be able to celebrate my birthday with me and love me forever. Dodo!"

Hearing this, Yang Yitian's eyes were complicated, and he smiled melancholy: "Duoduo, when you make a wish, you can't say it out, otherwise it may not come true, but your wish, uncle can satisfy you, in the future Every year you celebrate your birthday, I will be by your side!"

"Well, thank you uncle!" Xu Duoduo kissed Yang Yitian's stern side face lightly with her pink mouth, and then pulled the cake and blew it out.

Xu Shuxian, who was next to her, was very moved and grateful. Before she met Yang Yitian, she felt that her life was extremely miserable, and she fell into the abyss of the quagmire and could not escape. But when Yang Yitian appeared in her life, she realized that God's relationship with God He dropped one of his doors, but secretly opened a window for himself, so that he, who was injured to pieces, felt a warm sense of security again.

Yang Yitian picked up the knife, cut the cake into pieces and put them on paper plates, handed it to Xu Duoduo and said with a smile: "Duoduo, don't you want to eat it all the time, promise to eat more tonight!"

"Hee hee, uncle is so kind!" Xu Duoduo held the paper plate containing the cake, and smiled happily, eating cream all over his mouth.

"Xiaoxuan, Shuxian!" Yang Yitian cut off a few more cakes and gave them to Xu Shuxian and his younger sister Yang Xuan, but he didn't eat.

"Yitian, don't you want to eat?" Xu Shuxian asked in a low voice.

"You guys eat first, I'll come down later!" Yang Yitian got up after speaking, walked to the bedroom in the attic, closed the door and locked it, looked up at the wedding photo hanging on the bed, and said to himself melancholy: "Honey, I've thought a lot these days, and it's true that I was wrong. I'm sorry, I miss you and my daughter!"

When a person owns it, he often has no awareness of cherishing it. Before the divorce, Yang Yitian did the same. He always felt that Jiang Xinyao was a kite in his hands. To my own hands, but I don't want the wind to be too strong, the thread is broken, and it is too late to make up for it.