The return of the rich and powerful family

At this time, Shen Qingxi walked to Lu Jingxing's side with Zhuang Zhuang in his arms.Zhuang Zhuang has already fallen asleep lying on his mother's chest, with his eyelids closed, his long black eyelashes sticking to his white face, the fleshy face is so cute that people can't wait to bite on it.

"Sleeping?" Lu Jingxing asked in a soft voice, and stretched out his arms to hug his son, his movements were very careful, almost gentle.

Zhuang Zhuang switched from his mother's arms to his father's arms, woke up for a while, opened his eyelids and looked at Lu Jingxing, the little guy obviously knew his father, so he closed his eyes again, and fell asleep peacefully.

Su Mingjue also looked at the chubby little guy who was held in Lu Jingxing's arms with gentle and sour eyes.

He thought that he and Niannian would definitely have another child, and his child would be so cute and well-behaved.

It wasn't too late for the party to end, Chen Yan and Lu Jingxing both took their wives and children home.Han Zheng and his new girlfriend are having a hot fight, and they probably will go to a hotel to get a room, only Fu Xinbei and Su Mingjue are left.

"It's quite early, why don't you go to the bar?" Fu Xinbei put his arm around Su Mingjue's shoulder and said.

Su Mingjue pushed Fu Xinbei's arm away with some disgust, and replied, "No, go home."

Su Mingjue left the clubhouse and drove back to Su's house.

His car was parked in the yard of the Su family, and then, holding the key, he walked into the house unsteadily.

Su Mingjue walked into the living room and found that Su Jianguo was sitting on the sofa in the living room, discussing work with his secretary.

Seeing Young Master Su coming back, the secretary greeted him politely and left.

"Are you back so late?" Su Jianguo put down the official document in his hand and looked up at Su Mingjue.

"Well, I went to the clubhouse with my friends to sit for a while." Su Mingjue sat down opposite him, and said in a somewhat lazy tone.

"I heard from Xiao Qi that Yi Nian came here today, and you are reconciled? Is she planning to move back?" Su Jianguo asked.

"Reconciliation? It's early. You are busy with everything, don't worry about my affairs, pay more attention to your health, rest early, live a few more years, maybe you can see your grandson..."

Before Su Mingjue finished speaking, he saw Su Jianguo throwing the documents in his hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned his head slightly to avoid it.

"If you don't make me angry, I can live a few more years." Su Jianguo gave him a hard look, stood up and went back to his room.

Su Mingjue didn't linger in the living room either, and went directly upstairs to her room.

The room was empty, Su Mingjue lay on the bed with his head resting on his arms, looking at the empty place beside him, his heart was also empty.

I don't know when she will be able to lie next to him again.

Su Mingjue didn't sleep well all night, and got up late the next morning, and didn't bother Cheng's house.

If he doesn't go, Cheng Yinian should be very happy.

Su Mingjue didn't go out until noon, and didn't go to the company or Cheng's house. Instead, she booked a hotel owned by the Cheng's family, and planned to have a romantic candlelight dinner with Cheng Yinian, and then... I hope Chen Yan's bad idea will work.

Cheng Yinian, as usual, got up early to go to work in the hotel, was busy with work, and after lunch, he dug out the anti-fetal medicine from the drawer under the executive desk.

The medicine was a bit bitter, so she finished it with a frown.After putting down the water glass, she subconsciously touched her abdomen with her palm. If it wasn't for this little thing, she wouldn't have suffered so much. She hated bitter medicine the most.

Cheng Yinian was not too busy with work in the afternoon, and got off work from the hotel on time.

As soon as she walked out of the hotel gate, she saw a ostentatious white Bugatti parked at the main entrance of the hotel.Su Mingjue was standing beside the car, wearing a pure black high-end suit, dressed quite formally.

He probably waited for a long time, leaning against the car door on one side with his straight back slightly lazily, with a cigarette between the two fingers of his left hand, the smoke slowly diffused into the air along his slender fingertips.

Cheng Yinian only glanced at him, then walked down the steps.