The supreme master of the female president

"Xiaoxuan, your brother...is he okay?"

In the living room, Xu Shuxian was a little uneasy, her eyes looked up at the attic from time to time.

Yang Xuan shook her head lightly. She didn't know why, but found that she couldn't see through her brother more and more. She always suppressed many things in her heart and never revealed them. She endured them silently and forced herself to smile. Do not let everyone worry.

"Let me go up and have a look!" Xu Shuxian hesitated for a while, cut off a small piece of cake with a knife, packed it and walked up to the attic. When she reached the door of the master bedroom, she pursed her lips and knocked lightly.

"Yitian, can I go in?" Xu Shuxian asked nervously.

There was silence in the room for a while, Yang Yitian said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, come in!"

Xu Shuxian put her hand on the doorknob of the room, and gently tried to turn it, but found that it was locked.

Just as Xu Shuxian was about to say something, there was a click from inside, and the locked door was opened by Yang Yitian.

"Ahem." The moment the door was opened, the pungent and choking smell of smoke came to Xu Shuxian's nostrils, which made her cough a few times, her eyes were reddish and misty.

"Yitian, if you smoke less, it's bad for your health. This is a cake for you!" Xu Shuxian carefully handed a small piece of cake from Su Su to Yang Yitian, and reminded her with concern.

"I will!" Yang Yitian smiled lightly, not feeling bored by Xu Shuxian's talkativeness, took the cake and nodded.

"That Yitian, can I come into your room to watch the meeting?" Xu Shuxian presumptuously whispered.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, looked at Xu Shuxian who had a weeping willow on his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and said after a while: "Yes!"

"En!" Xu Shuxian stepped forward lightly, and the first time she entered the room, she noticed the wedding photo hanging on the bed. Jiang Xinyao was wearing a white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of bright roses, snuggling up against her. In Yang Yitian's arms, his face and eyes were full of happiness.

Xu Shuxian was fascinated by watching, and there was a surge of envy in her heart, imagining how wonderful that woman would be if it was her!
"She looks beautiful in a wedding dress, right?" At this time, Yang Yitian came behind Xu Shuxian and said suddenly.

Xu Shuxian was stunned for a moment, then she came back to her senses and nodded her head, and said agreeingly: "Well, Xinyao looks very beautiful in her wedding dress, very beautiful!"

Yang Yitian laughed at himself, put the uneaten cake on the bedside cabinet, and sighed melancholy: "It's been a long time, I haven't seen her smile so beautifully from the heart, maybe in this life, I may never have another chance!"

Hearing Yang Yitian's words, Xu Shuxian pursed her lips lightly, not knowing what to say to comfort her, she could only ask: "Yitian, since you love Xinyao so much, why do you want to divorce her? Save this happiness?"

"Redeem?" Yang Yitian smiled vicissitudes. He didn't want to save his marriage with Jiang Xinyao, but he knew very well in his heart that once the word divorce was said, it meant that there was no room for maneuver. It can only be temporary, and it will make the other party live in pain forever. If you really love the other party, it is better to let go.

"I'm no longer qualified, so I have the cheek to beg Xin Yao's forgiveness!" Yang Yitian said with a deep and muddy expression.

"Then Yitian, will you wait for Xinyao all the time?" Xu Shuxian asked in a tentative voice.

"I don't know!" Yang Yitian shook his head and said, if Liu Yanran's matter is not handled well, even if Jiang Xinyao is willing to get back together with her, there will still be a thorn in her heart, and sooner or later, it will explode again. He doesn't want that kind of situation to happen again. See.

"Well" Xu Shuxian didn't ask any more questions, otherwise she would be afraid of Yang Yitian, and she would be aware of her thoughts, and said softly: "Yitian, you can eat the cake, I'm going out first!"

After Xu Shuxian left, Yang Yitian sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the small piece of cake on the counter, picked it up and tasted it lightly, the cream melted in his mouth, it was very sweet, so sweet that he felt bitter in his heart, because he suddenly remembered One thing was that on her daughter Yang Wuxin's birthday, Jiang Xinyao asked herself to prepare a commemorative gift in advance, but she actually forgot about it. She didn't prepare anything, and she only wanted to go to the capital to accompany Yang Siran.

Although Jiang Xinyao didn't say anything about it, and didn't mention it to herself, Yang Yitian could still guess it, and she would definitely be very concerned about it.

"Xinyao!" Yang Yitian closed his eyes, recalling that the night before the divorce, Jiang Xinyao was still suppressing her grief and giving herself the best tenderness in the room as a souvenir. He felt that as a husband and father, he was really What a failure.

After a long time, Yang Yitian opened his eyes, picked up the phone hesitantly, found Jiang Xinyao's phone number, and pressed the dial button, but there was a busy signal that the other party had turned off.

"Wife, where did you take your daughter? Are you really planning to never forgive me for the rest of your life?" Yang Yitian's dark eyes were filled with a layer of sadness.

The New Year's Eve has come, and most of the people have returned to their hometowns. The streets of Ningjiang, which used to be prosperous in the past, have become very deserted. The roads are usually crowded with traffic, but now there are only a few cars passing by from time to time.

Xu Shuxian's mother, daughter, and Yang Xuan got up early in the morning and went to a nearby shopping mall, bought two catties of flour, and came back with a dumpling maker.

But Yang Yitian slept until noon, and when he got up, he found that the villa's arrangement of lanterns and couplets, Xu Shuxian and his younger sister Yang Xuan, had almost been pasted up.

Seeing Yang Yitian, Xu Shuxian's face full of charm showed a trace of tenderness, and said softly: "Yitian, are you awake? The rice is kept warm in the pot in the kitchen. Go eat it after you wash up and make dumplings." I've bought the noodles, and I'll pour water and knead the noodles later!"

"Okay!" Yang Yitian smiled, although today is New Year's Eve, he didn't have the joy and excitement of the New Year, but felt even more lonely in his heart. This may be because he doesn't have his wife Jiang Xinyao and daughter Yang Wuxin by his side.

"Xiaoxuan, hand me that lantern!" Xu Shuxian moved a chair, walked to the door of the villa, and climbed up carefully, intending to hang two lanterns here.

"Yeah!" Yang Xuan handed the small lantern to Xu Shuxian to hang it up, and propped up the chair by the way to prevent her from accidentally falling off.

Wearing the new clothes her mother gave her, Xu Duoduo wriggled her small body, entered the bathroom, looked at Yang Yitian who was washing, and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle, on the way to the mall today, my mother bought There are a lot of fireworks, will you set them off with me tonight?"