The supreme master of the female president

I saw that there was a set of dumplings in this box, which were still steaming with white mist. It was obvious that they had just been cooked for a short time, and the delivery staff handed them to Yang Yitian non-stop.

"Xinyao, you brought your daughter back to Ningjiang, right?" Yang Yitian's eyes were red, and he looked down at the steaming dumplings in his hands, making sure that Jiang Xinyao made them. She had already returned to Ningjiang, and she must have left. The villa is not far away.

"Everyone is safe, both love and hate!" Recalling what the delivery man said, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yitian's mouth, as if he understood the meaning of this passage, his heart couldn't help but ache, and he forcibly suppressed his heart to find them The throbbing of mother and daughter.

It's just, is each other really well? Is she like herself, sad all day long, sleepless at night, or love and hate intertwined, and it's hard to let go of her mistakes.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Yitian sighed, picked up the wooden chopsticks placed next to the box, took a dumpling and slowly put it to his mouth. After taking a bite, his brows furrowed instantly, and an extremely spicy and choking taste spread quickly. It made him almost vomit it out, but he still swallowed it abruptly.

After eating, staring at the remaining ten or so dumplings, Yang Yitian picked up one again, put it in his mouth and found that it was exactly what he thought, the taste was either sour or astringent, as if Jiang Xinyao did it on purpose, to treat her various Same punishment.

However, Yang Yitian didn't throw it away, but ate almost all of these dumplings one by one, even finishing the soup.

The moment he put down the chopsticks, Yang Yitian didn't know what happened, a little water mist gushed out of those deep red eyes, and his longing for Jiang Xinyao and her daughter Yang Wuxin became more and more intense and uncontrollable.

"Brother, what are you eating?" At this moment, Yang Xuan came out of the villa, stood behind Yang Yitian, and asked in a very soft voice.

Yang Yitian didn't look back, tried to make his voice sound calm, and lied with a chuckle: "A friend just asked someone to send me the dumplings. They taste very good, but I finished them all!"

Yang Xuan had no doubts, looked at Yang Yitian's back from behind, hesitated for a while, and asked softly: "Brother, I want to ask you something, can you answer me honestly?"

"You ask first!" Yang Yitian didn't rush to agree, but asked Yang Xuan to tell what she was asking first.

"Have you really loved sister-in-law? If you have to choose one, do you want sister-in-law and Wuxin, or her?" Yang Xuan summoned up her courage and asked the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time in front of Yang Yitian. .

"." Yang Yitian was silent, and it took a long time before he turned around, looked into Yang Xuan's clear eyes, and replied in a deep tone: "There is no comparison. I love Xinyao and Wuxin very much. They mother and daughter, let me give up everything except you, I will not have the slightest hesitation!"

"But why did you lie to my sister-in-law that when she had a high fever and needed someone to take care of her, you secretly left to find that woman?" Yang Xuan asked.

Faced with Yang Xuan's questioning, Yang Yitian became a little speechless. When he went to the capital to look for Liu Yanran, Jiang Xinyao suddenly had a severe high fever and desperately needed his own care, but he still left at a critical moment. She entrusted her to Lin Fen and his wife in Haicheng.

Presumably, although Jiang Xinyao didn't say anything, she still felt a little disappointed in herself in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be so resolute in the subsequent divorce!

"Brother, go and confess to your sister-in-law again, I believe she will choose to forgive you, because I can see that she really loves you, and you are unintentional." Before Yang Xuan finished speaking, Yang Yitian waved broke her.

"Okay, I know, you don't have to worry too much, just ask Duo Duo to come out, I promised to accompany her to set off fireworks, and it's almost the same now!" Yang Yitian looked indifferent, his relationship with Jiang Xinyao was no longer serious. One mistake, the situation can be solved perfectly, let each other calm down for a while, and it is time for me to get out of this depraved and melancholy state.

Yang Xuan lightly clenched her fists, and finally hummed, and stopped participating in the affairs between their husband and wife, turned around and called Xu Duoduo out.

"Uncle, where are we going to set off the fireworks?" Xu Duoduo hurriedly ran to Yang Yitian's side to cling to her, holding a small bag with several boxes of fireworks in her immature hands.

"Let's set it off in our own yard!" Yang Yitian smiled, accompanied Xu Duoduo intimately, took apart and lit those fireworks, and the bright fireworks bloomed in the dark night, looking very beautiful and beautiful.

"Uncle~~Uncle~~~Look!" Xu Duoduo held a lighted fairy stick in her small hand, surrounded Yang Yitian, shaking it with a happy and sweet smile, the dazzling purple sparks were particularly beautiful.

Looking at Xu Duoduo's joyful appearance, Yang Yitian smiled from the bottom of his heart, but there was still a little melancholy in his heart. If it weren't for those photos, then Jiang Xinyao and her daughter Yang Wuxin would be happy together by their side When the fireworks are set off, the family is sweet and warm, instead of feeling a little deserted and lonely like now.

In the distance, Yang Xuan and Xu Shuxian stood at the door. They looked at Yang Yitian who was accompanying Xu Duoduo to set off fireworks, with gentle smiles on their mouths, and they both felt a little relieved.

Qinghu District.

In a small house of more than 60 square meters, a beautiful woman in a long skirt with her hair hanging down her shoulders stood quietly by the window, looking out at the dark night outside, her eyes were full of sadness.

"Mom." Wearing a thick down jacket and a cotton cap on her small head, Yang Wuxin, who was wrapped into a small rice dumpling, came to Jiang Xinyao's side, and gently held her plain hand, with a milky voice. He asked, "Where is Dad, why didn't you come to see us?"

Jiang Xinyao lowered her head from the weeping willow, looked at her daughter's immature and lovely face, and lied lightly like last time and said, "Wuxin, Dad is playing hide-and-seek with us, we can go home when he finds us!"

"But, man, I miss my father!" Yang Wuxin's face was aggrieved. She has been asking Jiang Xinyao these days, and she wants to go home to find her father Yang Yitian.

"Wuxin, Dad will be here soon, don't worry!" Jiang Xinyao squatted down lightly, lied softly, and stroked her daughter's head with her bare hands.

Yang Wuxin nodded her head, Jiang Xinyao's eyes were a little moist, she hugged her daughter, lay down gently on the bed, and said softly to herself: "Wuxin, even if there is no father, mother will be happy in this life." loving You!"