the president's wife

Chapter 017: When can we remove the word "Mom" from the word godmother?

Qin Ziyan put down the tea cup and handed a cup to Lan Yuan.The one who opened the mouth was a simple one, with a slight smile on the corners of the mouth facing each other, looked at Lan Yuan and said softly: "Both my parents died since I was a child, godmother, you treat me like your own daughter. In my heart, you It's no different from my own mother. Zi Yan is very happy to be your daughter."

Lan Yuan looked at Qin Ziyan's quiet face, in fact, Qin Ziyan was more suitable for Anze than An Ran.It's just that it seems that emotional matters are really out of their hands.Seeing that Qin Ziyan and Qiu Ze are so unhurried, getting along with each other at a distance that is not too close, it really makes them troublesome as elders.

"Hey……"

With a sigh, Lan Yuan no longer insisted.How could she, who has experienced it, not see that the problem lies with her son.

Changed the subject, no longer entangled above.Lan Yuan chatted with Qin Ziyan, and Qin Ziyan was the best chat partner.She knows a lot, but the scale of speaking, advancing and retreating is very appropriate, chatting with her is really comfortable.She knows when to listen quietly, and when to pick up the conversation and talk about her thoughts.

From time to time, Lan Yuan's laughter can be heard in the garden...

upstairs study

Qiu Yuan looked at his son sitting across from him. Since Qiu Ze and An Ran divorced, his son seemed to have matured a lot.Playing chess depends on temperament, Qiu Ze's chess skills are not much more refined, but his chess playing is much more stable.

Neither of them spoke, they played chess quietly.

Two hours passed quickly, and dinner preparations started downstairs.The servant came up and asked the two of them to go downstairs for dinner, stood up, and Qiu Yuan looked at his proud son.

"Qiu Ze, life is just like this game of chess. It is said that if you make a careless move, you will lose the whole game. In fact, if you lose a game of chess, you can learn from the experience in the next game. People should not live in the past forever, but look forward There is a saying, called cherish the people in front of you."

Qiu Yuan didn't wait for Qiu Ze's answer, he had already walked out of the study.The steady footsteps sounded like stepping on Qiu Ze's heart...

Cherish the people in front of you...

Standing upstairs, looking at Qin Ziyan, who was sitting next to her mother and joking with her downstairs, her eyes gradually became darker...

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Italy

When mentioning the mafia in Sicily, Italy, the first thing that comes to mind is Yuan Jueye, who has been popular to this day. His name is an existence that others fear.In the past two years, because Yuan Jueye has grown old, many new forces in the mafia are slowly rising.Because Yuan Jueye's influence in Sicily is extraordinary, some people say that Yuan Jueye's health is not as good as before, and it is still unknown whether he can last for a year or two.

Yuan Jueye is now less and less appearing in the underworld meetings of various countries, so there are many opinions.And all the new forces are just around the corner, intending to take down the fat of the Italian leader.Although there is a lot of talk, no one dares to take real action.Because Yuan Jueye's power over the years should not be underestimated, before he figured out the situation, no one would be foolish enough to be the one who came out ahead.

Therefore, the whole of Sicily and even the whole of Italy seem to be peaceful on the outside, but in fact they are turbulent.

study

Yuan Jueye sat there, his temples were already grey.His gaze was still like a torch, but he couldn't hide the traces of time outlined by the wrinkles on his face.

Button, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open silently, and Feng Qingyu walked in with strides.The moving steps are like catwalks.Without making any sound, they walked to Yuan Jueye's side silently.

"Grandpa."

Feng Qingyu's voice has no warmth. He is 17 years old and already 1.8 meters tall.Years of training have built a whole body of muscle.There is a scar on his forehead, which is the scar left by being cut by a knife to save his companion.The scar has faded a little, but lying between the brows, the whole person looks a little colder.

The thin lips were pursed gently, as if standing there like an ice sculpture.In the past ten years, Qingyu has grown at an astonishing speed.Even the cold wind who has been with him for so many years is no longer Qingyu's opponent, he is a good material, but it's a pity...

"Stop talking, I've already decided."

Yuan Jueye spoke coldly, smashing Feng Qingyu's thoughts to pieces.

He didn't want his baby girl to be unhappy. When Feng Qingyu was coming here, the baby girl had already walked to his room and told him.It was his idea that Qingyu could be sent to Italy, and she really couldn't interfere.However, he absolutely does not want his own son to take over the Mafia.She would be pissed if he let Qingyu take over the mafia.

It was rare for the daughter to look at him seriously, and the seriousness in those eyes couldn't be more obvious.

He knew that his daughter was afraid of losing.As her daughter grew up, Diandian became more and more worried that something would happen to her.When I was young, the shadow of losing my mother was always deep in Dian Dian's heart.

"Grandpa, I'll convince her myself."

"Even so, I won't agree. You just go back to S City. I have my own way of doing things here, and you don't need to interfere."

Feng Qingyu has been fighting since he was 14 years old. He has always worn a mask, and the outside world has never known his identity.What's more, he didn't know that it was Yuan Jueye's grandson. He didn't want him to be exposed to the outside world, but he didn't want him to be affected in any way when he left.

"Grandpa."

"go out."

Cough cough, a violent cough sounded.Yuan Jueye covered his lips with one hand, coughing so hard that he couldn't help himself.Feng Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and he strode towards Yuan Jueye's side.Yuan Jueye waved his hand, trying to shake Feng Qingyu away, but Feng Qingyu held onto his arm firmly.Yuan Jueye couldn't break free anymore, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is really getting old, and his grandson is really getting more and more capable, far surpassing his demeanor...

Feng Qingyu's eyes were deep, looking at Yuan Jueye's wrinkled face with no blood...

"Grandpa."

Between the fingers, the blushing that accidentally seeped out hurt Feng Qingyu's eyes.Yuan Jueye seemed to have noticed it too, his body was a little weak.His illness seemed to be getting worse.

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Feng Qingyu stood aside, looking at the heartbroken Yuan Diandian who was crying beside Yuan Jueye's hospital bed.And Feng Tuoxi squatted beside Yuan Diandian, seeing his precious wife crying pear blossoms with rain, hugging Yuan Diandian distressedly.

Yuan Jueye woke up amidst Yuan Diandian's crying, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his precious daughter's eyes that were as red as walnuts from crying.

The moment Yuan Jueye opened his eyes, tears came out again.

"dad."

That cry, Yuan Jueye who called out was almost frightened, but he didn't want to get angry.Looking at her daughter's red and swollen eyes, she stretched out her hand in distress.There was no strength in the body, and the raised hand fell back on the bed sheet.Seeing Yuan Jueye's weak appearance, Yuan Diandian's tears rolled down even more worthlessly.

"I am fine."

Yuan Jueye was struggling to comfort his daughter...

"You said it's okay, you're all like this and you said it's okay. Dad, you are not allowed to have anything, did you hear that? You promised Diandian that you would not leave Diandian."

Yuan Diandian is in his early forties, and he is still as self-willed as a child, and what he says is childish.

"Don't worry, Dad won't lie to you."

Yuan Jueye held Yuan Diandian who took the initiative to grab his hand, and looked at Yuan Diandian with a smile.

I didn't want to inform Yuan Diandian, because I didn't want to see my daughter cry so sadly.

Yuan squeezed Yuan Jueye's arm a little angrily, and said in protest: "If Qingyu hadn't told me, how long would you plan to hide it from me, and not telling you when you were sick would be too much, I am not a child anymore, You can't do this."

The skin was all pinched in his hands, Yuan Diandian felt sour, and his eyes were red again.

Yuan Jueye and Feng Tuoxi exchanged a look, and said that he was not a child, and even his actions and tone of voice were childish.

"Honey, dad needs to rest, let dad rest for a while."

"I want to be with Dad."

Yuan little by little pulled Yuan Jueye's arm, unwilling to let go.In fact, she was really, really scared.

"Dad promises that I'm fine. Let Dad sleep for a while, and have dinner with you at night. After more than ten hours of flying, go and have a rest. Be obedient, don't make Dad worry."

Yuan Jueye patted his precious daughter's arm, his words were full of affection.

"You mustn't lie to me."

"Well, I won't lie to you."

Yuan Jueye seemed to be coaxing a child, and finally Yuan Diandian was taken away from Yuan Jueye's room by Feng Tuoxi reluctantly.

Feng Qingyu stood there, helping Yuan Jueye pull up the quilt.

"I said I was fine."

"She has the right to know about your condition."

Feng Qingyu's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and Yuan Jueye was angry and helpless when he heard it.My grandson really has more and more independent opinions, and the sharpness of his words makes him have to look at him differently. He doesn't look like a 17-year-old child...

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Yuan Diandian began to cry uncontrollably as soon as she got back to her room. She doesn't live in this room much every year.The arrangement inside has not changed, Yuan sits on the bed little by little, tears dripping down patter.

"Dad will be fine."

"husband."

Yuan bit by bit buried into Feng Tuoxi's chest, all the tears and snot were wiped on his chest, it was very wet and uncomfortable.Feng Tuoxi didn't even wrinkle his brows, as if he didn't feel the sticky feeling in his chest.The big hand stroked Yuan Diandian's long hair soothingly, coaxing Yuan Diandian like a child.

"After my mother went to heaven, my father promised me to be by my side forever. In fact, I know that my father, like my mother, will leave me one day. It is impossible to stay by my side forever, but I don't want to lose Dad, I don't want to be left alone."

Yuan Diandian's hoarse voice came from Feng Tuoxi's chest. She is not really stupid, but father hopes that she will live happily every day and that her world will not be too complicated, so she would rather not think about it. a lot of.Give her life to her father, after getting to know Feng Tuoxi, she married Feng Tuoxi, he guarded her smile just like her father, so she handed over her future to Feng Tuoxi.

Her life was divided between two men.Both men guarded her with their all, so she didn't have to worry about anything.Just smile obediently and reassure them obediently.

but……

"Silly wife, even if Dad leaves, I will still be there. I promise you, I will not leave earlier than you."

"I still miss my father."

Yuan Diandian's nose was flushed from crying, her baby face never looked old.At this time, her cheeks were flushed red from crying, it really made people think that she was only in her early twenties...

"Grandpa is fine, don't act like grandpa is no longer crying."

Feng Qingyu stood at the door of the closed room, looked at Yuan Diandian who couldn't stop crying inside, and frowned slightly, it wasn't that he disliked his mother.

"Qingyu."

Feng Tuoxi looked at his increasingly outstanding son, with a hint of warning in his voice.

"You stinky boy, do you train your own mother like this?"

Yuan Diandian heard that Qingyu disliked her, and the number of times she saw her in a year was pitifully infrequent.Every time I come to Italy, he is often not there.She didn't even have much time to sit at the same table to eat, and she didn't know about his injury until a year later.This brat thought she was a floating cloud if he thought she was far away in the sky, right?Now it's becoming more and more lawless, and the tigress really thinks she is hellokitty if she doesn't show off her power.

With snot still on his face, Yuan raised his head from Feng Tuoxi's arms angrily.Holding Feng Tuoxi's arm in one hand, he wiped away his tears and snot, and then strode towards the door.

He stretched out his hand and was about to pinch Feng Qingyu's ears. The ideal is very plump, but it is difficult to realize it.Yuan Diandian is obviously much shorter than Feng Tuoxi, and she didn't catch Feng Qingyu's ear even after waving her hand for a long time.Looking at Feng Qingyu's cold eyes, Yuan stomped his feet angrily and said to the husband behind him: "Feng Tuoxi, look at your son bullying me, and you don't care."

"Aren't you fucking too?"

Feng Tuoxi's voice carried a hint of a smile, and he looked at Yuan Diandian's face that had forgotten his sadness, and returned to his charming face.They exchanged glances with Feng Qingyu, and when Feng Qingyu saw Feng Tuoxi coming over and hugging Yuan Diandian's waist, he turned around and prepared to leave.As if he suddenly thought of something, his footsteps paused slightly.Turning her head to look at Yuan Diandian again, her eyes became slightly warmer.

"Her, okay?"

Three words, pronounced clearly, but a little light.

Yuan was a little proud and happy.Almost forgot that he still had a trump card in his hand, looking at his son, Yuan Diandian broke free from Feng Tuoxi's arms.Then he looked at Feng Tuoxi, not to mention the complacency in his eyes.His eyes turned to his son, that thousand-year-old ice face, just like Feng Tuoxi back then.

I am Feng Tuoxi's Achilles heel, and Feng Qingyu's Achilles heel...

"Do you really want to know? Do you really want to know? Then hurry up and say something nice to me, hurry up and tell me, Mom, I love you, I love you the most, and I'll tell you."

Yuan Diandian's flat face made Feng Tuoxi feel ashamed.Between you and your son, there is no such thing as a mother.However, looking at the bright smile on Yuan Diandian's face, she couldn't bear to break it.Ever since she received a call from Qingyu yesterday, she hasn't had a smile on her face.From crying at home to getting on the car, and then crying until getting on the plane.When people saw her along the way, they all thought he had bullied her.

Feng Qingyu's face remained unchanged, and the warmth in his eyes slowly disappeared.He glanced at Yuan Diandian with a very contemptuous look, then turned around and left.

Yuan Diandian's smug smile froze on his face, looking at Feng Qingyu's back, he scratched his teeth angrily.

"Honey, look, look at my son..."

Yuan Dian jumped angrily, pointed at Feng Qingyu's back, wishing he could go up and try to twist his ears again.Feng Tuoxi was really helpless towards his wife, so he held Yuan Diandian, who was jumping angrily, into his arms, and easily took Yuan Diandian back to the room, and closed the door smoothly.

Feng Tuoxi hugged Yuan Diandian and kissed her on the lips.Yuan Diandian's arrogant flame immediately ceased.He hugged Yuan Diandian by the waist, and put her into the soft big bed.

"Hey, let's go to sleep."

Yuan Diandian's eyes were still a little red, and she looked at Feng Tuoxi who looked down at her from above.How lucky I am to have a man like Feng Tuoxi who takes care of me for the rest of my life.Reluctant to act coquettishly, she stretched out her hand to hold Feng Tuoxi, shaking it gently.

"Honey, you sleep with me."

Feng Tuoxi tugged along Yuan Dian, and lay on her bed with her.Yuan Diandian consciously nestled into Feng Tuoxi's arms, found a very comfortable position, and leaned there.With the arms around his waist, the weight of the whole person was handed over to him.Close your eyes, surrounded by his breath, soon fell into sleep.

Feng Tuoxi looked at Shen's wife who was sleeping in his arms, and gently pulled the hair from her forehead with his big hands.Her brows were slightly frowned at this moment. In fact, the doctors had concealed Yuan Jueye's real illness from her, and the situation was not optimistic.If it weren't for his iron-sweaty will support, maybe he couldn't hold it as early as half a year ago.It is really a miracle that it can last until now.

The spread of cancer cells, now we can only ask the best medical team to control the cancer cells, maybe it can be delayed for another year or two.

Although it is no longer involved in the underworld, Feng Tuoxi is very clear about the movements in the underworld.Now, Yuan Jueye has become the object of everyone's attention, if the news of Yuan Jueye's fall spreads.The Yuan family's ancestral business, the mafia that Yuan Jueye carried forward, will disintegrate. At that time, the whole of Italy may undergo earth-shaking changes...

Yuan Jueye wanted to keep his ancestral business, but he also cared too much about his only precious daughter...

and so……

He tightened his hands a little, hugged his wife who was breathing evenly in his arms, and the bubble that occasionally popped up from the tip of his nose shattered, it was really cute.

A doting kiss on her forehead.

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Feng Tuoxi returned to the room, and came to live here at the age of 14, and it has been three years in a flash.

Back in the room, the entire face was still intact.The sunshine outside is very good, and the warmth makes the mood seem to be warmer.It seems that when a name is thought of, a warm feeling will spread in the heart.

Go to one wall of the room, move a book, and the hidden compartment on the wall opens.Other people's secret compartments are filled with secrets and money, but Feng Qingyu's secret compartment is a shelf with nine puppets of different sizes on the shelf.The last one, the largest, is not yet finished.

Feng Qingyu's fingers lightly stroked the smallest one, and then reached the ninth one.The puppet faces are all the same, just with longer hair.

In the heart, the warm current is slowly flowing.

"Brother Qingyu, you are awesome."

That adoring voice, that adoring look, looking at him like that.How many nights, he fell into the fragrance of dreams under the hypnosis of that voice.Only at that moment, his heart was completely relaxed.

"You are a bad person."

With aggrieved eyes, he backed away timidly.When I was young, I didn't understand that such behavior is called jealousy, but now, I think of the behavior before that.The corners of Feng Qingyu's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and there was a curve of a half-smile at the corner of his mouth.

I looked at the puppet quietly for a while, then picked up the unfinished one and walked to the side of the balcony, where the carving tools were placed.And Feng Qingyu sat there, bowed his head, carefully and patiently sculpting the hair part slowly.

Every knife has great patience.Every stroke carries his yearning for that little idiot in the distance.

One more year and you are mine.

Feng Qingyu's eyes showed unquestionable firmness, and the scorching light made it hard to look away.

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"Yeah."

Cheng Beibei sneezed, and his nose came out.He was not in a hurry to wipe his nose, but turned his gaze to Anze and said, "Smelly Anze, do you dislike me from the bottom of your heart? Well, you have disliked me in just one day. "

Cheng Beibei yelled willfully when Anze took a tissue to help her wipe her nose.

Cheng Hanlei and Lei Chenyi went to the company for a meeting, and only Anze took care of Cheng Beibei in the hospital.

He is leaving tomorrow morning, and he just wants to spend every minute with Beibei.

The good-tempered one didn't take Cheng Beibei's arrogance seriously. After wiping his nose clean, he looked at Cheng Beibei.

"You said, do you dislike me in your heart?"

"No."

"You lied, how could you sneeze without me..."

Listen, what is this called...

"Drink some milk."

An Ze took a side of warm milk and handed it to Cheng Beibei's mouth.

"Don't try to change the subject, you just despise me. Anze, you dare to despise me."

Cheng Beibei pushed the milk / to the side, and stared at Anze with round eyes, that unreasonable look made Anze's eyes darken a little.The milk in his hand was put aside, then he stood up and approached Cheng Beibei.The arrogant words just disappeared from his lips.Cheng Beibei's eyelashes blinked, her small mouth was tightly gagged, and she could no longer make trouble for no reason.

face, quietly red.Anze's kiss was very gentle, like a breeze blowing on his lips.Eyes, shyly closed, so shy.