What? The triplets in my belly are villains?

Jiang Yanzhuo endured it, and after feeling his body temperature rising rapidly, he buried his head in her neck and gradually began to breathe heavily.

"Weiwei." A call, full of lust.

Yin Zhiwei tacitly began to attack his abdominal muscles. Jiang Yanzhuo paused, eagerly found the right position, and exchanged each other's breath and saliva.

It was not until they were awakened by the sound of a pile of documents falling under their feet that the two stopped their ambiguous actions and the pink atmosphere was instantly broken.

Jiang Yanzhuo held her calmly, stroking her back with his hands, feeling the touch of her slender waist.

"Okay, let's go back. It's time to go home and check on the babies. I guess they haven't noticed my presence and have been making a fuss for two months."

"Okay." Jiang Yanzhuo's voice was hoarse. He rubbed her cheek and then let go of the arm that was holding her.

Helping her pick up the documents that fell at her feet, Yin Zhiwei sorted them out and put them neatly in her briefcase.

"Are you really giving it to me? Have you made up your mind? Don't you regret it?" Yin Zhiwei teased.

Jiang Yanzhuo's expression was still full of excitement. "No regrets. Weiwei can do whatever she wants with these things."

Yin Zhiwei raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, then I won't be polite."

Who can refuse something worth billions? And the money in the bank card is probably also indispensable.

Although she didn't need anything, she really liked the feeling of others giving her things, especially those given by Jiang Yanzhuo. She would keep them well when she returned and save them for her babies.

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at her like a money-grubber and smiled dotingly. He didn't expect that he could make her so happy just by giving her a few gifts.

It seems that these gifts are worth it. When I go back and hand over all his things that are in his mother's hands, she should be happier.

"Like? My mom has some more. I'll bring them all to you when I get home."

Yin Zhiwei was surprised, "Huh?"

And? Isn't his family a military family? Where does he get so much money? Normally speaking, the military is definitely not as rich as the businessmen.

It’s not that they are poor, but compared with the rich, they are really not rich.

But when Yin Zhiwei thought of Lu Zhitong's identity, she understood. Jiang Haiming couldn't do it, but Lu Zhitong could.

In addition, the Jiang family basically turned a blind eye to the life-saving grace of the national leader. As long as they didn't do anything unprecedented, there would be basically no big problem.

Yin Zhiwei said helplessly, "No need, just leave the things to Mother Lu. I don't need them. Don't let Mother Lu think I'm some kind of Pixiao and insist on taking all the things into my hands."

Jiang Yanzhuo said indifferently, "It's okay, my mother doesn't need this kind of thing. She and my father have much more assets than I do."

After all, he is still in his rising stage, and having too many assets under his name hinders his progress, so most of the things are in the hands of his parents.

Now he doesn't need that anymore. He has a wife, so he doesn't need them to keep her for him. He can just let his wife keep her for him.

Jiang Yanzhuo happily stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel and set off.

Yin Zhiwei raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that she had underestimated the Jiang family. They earned a lot.

"Well, it's your thing, you have the final say."

Anyway, whether it is her things or Jiang Yanzhuo's things, they will eventually belong to the children. She can be considered to be saving assets for the children in advance.

After arriving at the gate of the manor.

Yin Zhiwei looked at Jiang Yanzhuo's pitiful expression and finally couldn't bear to let him go back alone.

A sports car and a jeep were driven to the parking lot by the servants hired by the manor.

Jiang Yanzhuo entered the room with a beaming smile and successfully stayed overnight in the room next to Yin Zhiwei's...

He is different from last time. He has a status now. How can he bear to live downstairs from his girlfriend? He must live next to her... in the room.

The entire third floor is Yin Zhiwei's own private space, so she even had someone clean up the room next to her.

The room next door was originally a tatami lounge for her to take a nap, but this time it became Jiang Yanzhuo's exclusive guest room.

Yin Tian and other assassins couldn't stand his arrogance, so the chef simply withheld his dinner.

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at the green salad in front of him and glanced at Yin Zhiwei with resentment. It was indeed easy to ignore his tall stature when looking at his face.

Yin Zhiwei was deceived by his cuddly appearance and kept picking food for him, fearing that he would not be full.

Yin Tian and others: This is the first time I have seen a green tea man. I have really broadened my horizons. Ugh~

Jiang Yanzhuo ate his favorite braised pork that Yin Zhiwei had personally picked for him and smiled happily.

His mother was right, men who pretend to be pitiful get candy. It's true, I learned that.

In the nursery.

Yin Zhiwei held her sister in her arms and watched Jiang Yanzhuo steadily carry his chubby second son as he flew the plane.

The younger sister stretched out her hand anxiously, already impatient. The eldest son had just finished flying, but he was also enjoying the show, clapping his little hands.

After the second son finished flying, Yin Zhiwei handed the sister in her arms to him.

Jiang Yanzhuo's heart melted when he saw his youngest daughter. Although all three children looked like Weiwei, the younger sister looked especially like her, and she was the youngest daughter.

Little daughters are always their father’s little cotton-padded jackets. Which father doesn’t like a cute little daughter?

Unlike the roughness with which he treated his two sons, he was very careful when treating his younger sister, fearing that she would get bumped or hurt.

Yin Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this. She also felt that the little girl needed careful care and should be treated with caution.

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at the three babies who were sleeping soundly in the crib after playing, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Three babies are not enough, he also wants a little daughter.

Yin Zhiwei yawned sleepily, "Jiang Yanzhuo, you stay here and watch. I'm going back to sleep. There are two confinement nannies taking turns to take care of me at night. You don't have to worry. You should go to bed early too."

Jiang Yanzhuo's eyes lit up, "Weiwei, wait for me, I'll go back to sleep too, I'll go with you."

Yin Zhiwei stared with wide eyes, glaring at Jiang Yanzhuo who insisted on going in to take a shower with her.

With her nightgown draped over her arm, she kicked him in the calf.

"So this is what you mean by together. No, there is a bathroom in your room. Go take a shower there."

"No, Weiwei, if we go together, we can save you money on water and save money on waste."

Yin Zhiwei: Is she someone who needs money for a bath?

"Oh!"

The bathroom door was closed and there was no more sound of the two people in the bedroom. You could even hear their fighting through the gap in the bathroom door.

"Jiang Yanzhuo, get out of here and don't take off your clothes."

"I want to take a shower, Weiwei. How can I take a shower without taking off my clothes? Weiwei, you should take off your clothes too."

Jiang Yanzhuo glanced at Yin Zhiwei who was peeking at him through the gap between his fingers, and lowered his head with a victorious smile.

Sure enough, Weiwei likes this model, but it turns out she is saying one thing and thinking another.