The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

"I don't care about this with you, you let me take Ling Dong away now."

The man made a request, and when he realized that Ling Jinyan's voice was getting softer, he couldn't help scolding his mother.

"Ling Jinyan, do you want to die? Who told you to answer my phone like this?"

shit

Ling Jinyan is shit.

After a while, Ling Jinyan came out of the cloakroom with pajamas in his hand, and saw that the phone screen still showed that the call was in progress.

Still not giving up?

"I won't hand Ling Dong over to you."

Ling Jinyan replied with righteous words.

The other side laughed like crazy, "Hahaha, who do you think you are? I'm Lingdong's father."

"Then have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father?"

Ling Jinyan curled his lips coldly, so ironic.

"How I treat Ling Dong is my business. You are just his little uncle. Why did you teach him a lesson?"

"No reason, just what you said, I am Dongdong's little uncle."

"Ling Jinfeng, as long as you have a heart, you will not treat your own son like this."

Ling Jinyan called out the name of the man he was talking with.

Ling Jinfeng is Ling Jinyan's real brother, the kind who has the same father and mother.

"You fart, he is my son, I can treat him as I want, I just want him to die..."

Before Ling Jinfeng finished speaking, Ling Jinyan interrupted, "I'm afraid you are crazy..."

Then, Ling Jinyan hung up the phone.

For those who are obsessed with obsession, no matter how much he says, it will be in vain.

Why waste your tongue.

But if Ling Jinfeng dared to hurt Dongdong again, Ling Jinyan would be the first to refuse.

……

Yin Susu took out the dry towel she carried in her suitcase, wet it, and wiped it over and over again. It took more than an hour to make the dirty bedroom look brand new.

Finally, there was no bad smell of dust, and she could have a good rest at night.

A fierce quarrel came from Lu Lan and Yin Yan's bedroom, so loud that even Yin Susu's room on the other side could hear it.

Yin Yan couldn't believe it: "What did you say? Qiqi, Qiqi still has a child alive?"

Lu Lan's eyes were erratic, and he slipped his mouth for a moment.

She didn't need to tell Yin Yan, as long as Yin Susu knew about it.

But that's the end of the matter, there's no turning back.

"say something!"

Yin Yan is very serious, and his sullen face looks full of authority.

It was this kind of being the master of the house that made Lu Lan dare not speak nonsense anymore.

"Qiqi's dad, let me tell you, let me tell you, but you have to make sure you don't get too excited."

In order to play the family card, Lu Lan even counted Yin Qi who died.

Say "Qiqi her dad" well.

As scheming as Yin Yan, how could he fail to see the meaning of his wife who has been dating for so many years.

"I'm not excited."

Yan Yan promised, but couldn't help but want to understand a thorough heart.

I am afraid that all parents will jump up with excitement.

The son or daughter who passed away suddenly was told that there was a bloodline that wandered outside.

If the old couple can take them back and raise them, what's the difference between this and a son or daughter still around?

That's my grandson!

If there are offspring, there is hope.

"Then Kiki's father, I can tell."

Lu Lan tried his best to avoid the most important and minor, and deleted a lot of information that was unfavorable to Yin Qi.

In the final analysis, there are only a few words: Yin Qi does have a son, and now he is raised in a wealthy family.

Yin Yan couldn't wait to visit his grandson immediately, but was stopped by Lu Lan shaking his head.