After I became O, I hugged the thigh of the scumbag ex

Yu Baitang roughly knew what happened to Liao Yiyi's biological father, he died anyway, and betrayed Liao Guanning, he didn't understand what happened back then, but after all, his friend was the one who was let down.

His tone was not good, "It's been five years, Guan Ning, how long are you going to keep yourself stuck in the past?"

Others only saw that President Minghui was holding power, but they couldn't see that the man standing at the top of the pyramid was clearly left with a delicate and charming shell.

When the heart is dead, it is empty.

There was an indifferent smile on Liao Guanning's lips, and he didn't answer Yu Baitang's words, "It doesn't matter what purpose he has for approaching me, it doesn't matter if he really likes me or for another purpose, since he dares to provoke me, don't plan to kill me with his whole body. Return."

He wants to keep Ruan Weizhou by his side.

forever.

Isn't a not very well-behaved stand-in very interesting, as long as he is asked, he can handle this immature but smart Omega.

Ruan Weizhou and Liao Yiyi entered the next room. The door of the piano room inside was open, and a grand piano could be seen by the window. They turned into the small hall next to them. Li Huanyuan had already prepared lunch.

Liao Yiyi climbed up the chair, angrily waved the small spoon and settled the lunch without saying a word.

Ruan Weizhou looked at his share, chicken liver and vegetable porridge, two steamed buns, three dishes of side dishes, and the medicine on the side.

He touched his forehead, it was still hot, but it was no longer uncomfortable, he opened the medicine box and looked, the empty one should have been fed when he passed out.

Speaking of this, Ruan Weizhou was aggrieved, he was dizzy at the time, Liao Guanning's pheromone rushed over coldly, he couldn't hold it back, and passed out directly, he was really good, angry, angry.

He didn't ask how the medicine was fed, he didn't want to know at all now.

Li Huanyuan pushed the pork rib soup in the small cup to Liao Yiyi's hand, and asked Ruan Weizhou, "Don't you want to ask something?"

Ruan Weizhou put a blank face, "I don't want to, I'm going to eat."

Li Huanyuan didn't care, and continued to talk, "Boss Liao, hey, someone is still acting like a baby in the arms of the president, holding him and refusing to let go. He is more clingy and difficult than when our young master was sick."

Ruan Weizhou didn't have the slightest impression of this. Hearing Li Huanyuan's calm and unwavering voice, he almost choked himself to death with the porridge he drank.

He got along and didn't say anything. The kid on the other side who was busy cooking had already finished a plate of seafood fried rice. He slurped the soup and put the small ceramic cup on the table heavily. He stared at him and ran out. .

Think and know what to do.

Ruan Weizhou narrowed his eyes, "Does Li Zhu think the young master doesn't hate me enough?"

Li Huanyuan corrected: "He likes you."

Ruan Weizhou thought to himself, "How do you know that he likes me? He wishes I would disappear from his father's side immediately, immediately, right now."

He finally understood that the father and son's possessiveness was definitely hereditary.

Liao Guanning was interested in himself and didn't allow others to get involved. Liao Yiyi, a brat, was extremely possessive of his father, and no one could snatch him away.

He is not particularly wronged, and he may indeed want to grab it in a short time.

Li Huanyuan didn't say much, he just reminded Ruan Weizhou to go out to work after eating and taking medicine, and the days to come are long. He had a hunch that this young man would never just appear for a while.

Ruan Weizhou was thinking about the next thing while eating.

At this stage, we must first establish a good relationship with Liao Guanning. He is probably a little fox in the eyes of others now, and his claws still have to be kept away, before he shows his eyes blatantly.

The empty stomach was comforted by the warm porridge, Ruan Weizhou swallowed the two pills dry, cleaned up the table, and walked slowly back to the president's office next door.

Liao Guanning was still sitting on the sofa, Liao Yiyi, who was already asleep, was on his lap, and Yu Baitang had already left.

Liao Guanning was busy with the tablet, beckoning him to wait a while, Ruan Weizhou saw the photo frame on the table again, so he went around to look, and as expected, it was Liao Yiyi.

The winter sun is shining brightly, and the child is holding a lop-eared rabbit with an obedient and healed expression in his arms. He smiles and squints his big amber eyes. His small teeth are neat and white and glutinous like clear rice grains. He is lively and lively, and his facial features are delicate and delicate. The engraving is very attractive.

Like an elf baby who strayed into the world.

Except for a pair of eyes that are [-]% or [-]% similar, they don't look like him at all.

He has been surly and out of gregarious since he was a child. After his parents divorced, he lived with his grandfather. It is commonplace to be excluded and ridiculed. He can't bear to fight with him.

Therefore, he was often wounded, and he had to hide it so that his grandfather would not find out.

Ruan Weizhou's eyes dimmed, and he seemed relieved that Liao Yiyi's childhood was much happier than his.

Noticing that Liao Guanning put down the tablet and cast his gaze over, he raised his head, but with this sweep, he caught a glimpse of an iron-gray pen in the pen holder, which was the one he gave last night.

The workmanship and design are good, the texture is average, it doesn't fit in with the hundreds of thousands of pens around, and it even looks a little shivering.

Ruan Weizhou paused for a while, it seems that the boss is quite satisfied with him?

When Liao Guanning signaled him to go over, Ruan Weizhou walked over slowly, bent down and approached, "Mr. Liao doesn't dislike the crude things I gave you? If the company's executives see it, I'm afraid they will question your taste."

Liao Guanning naturally saw the smile and ridicule in Ruan Weizhou's eyes, "How is taste not only determined by a certain thing, but also things come second, and the heart is the most precious, why explain to them?"

Ruan Weizhou snorted softly, and glanced at the sleeping Liao Yiyi. The child must have been tired from playing yesterday and didn't rest, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen asleep in a while.

He apologized in a low voice, "Sorry to trouble you."

Liao Guanning did not directly respond to this sentence, but asked: "It was fine yesterday, did you catch a cold when you slept at night?"

Ruan Weizhou subconsciously didn't want to tell others that he was being teased, especially his ex who was scummed by him. If other people knew that he had used the boss as a substitute for some scum, he would not be drowned by the spittle.

There are enough controversies of the crazy boss himself, but he dare not say it publicly, they are all discussed in private, plus his matter, he has no interest in becoming someone else's gossip in this way .

But I don't know what's going on, maybe Liao Guanning's soft tone was too gentle because his son was asleep, or maybe his brain has not fully recovered from the high fever, and he felt wronged by someone's simple question , It seems that I can really complain to the other party about my experience last night.

Ruan Weizhou rolled his eyes, "It's nothing, I just took a half-cold shower, and I didn't expect to have a fever."

Liao Guanning responded, and asked again, "Have you taken the medicine?"

"have eaten."

"Take Yi Yi to sleep for a while, and accompany him to write the composition in the afternoon."

As Liao Guanning said, he raised his arms a little, and lifted the child sleeping in his arms slightly, obviously wanting him to pick it up, Ruan Weizhou hesitated for a moment, but bent down to obey, but stiffly took the child into his arms.

Liao Guanning watched Ruan Weizhou's expression change from aggrieved to helpless, and immediately became tense again, as if accepting a task that was harder than climbing to the sky.

Visible resistance.