President's Wife

There are not many people who can call him by his full name, whether they are business friends or competitors, they will call themselves Mr. An.

Who is it?

He would use Zheng Ziqian's mobile phone to call himself, indicating that the other party must be in An's.

At the same time, it also illustrates a problem.

That brat skipped work again!

It wasn't until a chuckle came from the other side that An Yibo realized that he accidentally said what was in his heart just now.

"who are you?"

"26, no, I haven't seen you in 27 years, you don't remember me anymore?" An Luo said.

27 years?

An Yibo was taken aback for a moment, 27 years, it was still a man's voice, so there was only one person.

"……elder brother."

An Luo on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, "You finally recognize me as a brother."

An Yibo didn't speak.

An Luo didn't force him either, he just said "I'll be waiting for you at your company" and hung up the phone.

An's mother, An Li, who has always been inseparable from An Yibo, naturally heard her husband call "Brother", she looked worried, "Brother just came here?"

An Yibo reassured: "It should be only brother who came over." He believed in An Luo's character.

"Do you need me to accompany you there?" An Li was worried.

An Yibo gave her a funny look, "Are you sure it's you who accompany me?"

An Li blushed, she knew that she was always uncomfortable seeing An Luo, but she was a little worried when her husband passed by alone.

As if seeing through An Li's thoughts, An Yibo smiled and said, "I only trust him in the entire An family." The An family he was talking about was naturally An Rong's An family.

An Li could only nod her head. Looking at An Yibo's leaving back, she still felt uneasy, and finally called An Jiabao.

When An Jiabao saw An Li's call, he answered the phone as usual, and said, "My dear mother, are you missing me again?"

Xu Shi's son's brisk voice made her worry less, and she couldn't help laughing: "Poor mouth!"

No longer playing with her son, An Li explained the ins and outs in a few words, and also explained what she meant.

"Mom, are you asking my son to visit Dad? With that uncle I've never met?" An Jiabao was stunned, why did An Luo go to An's?Could it be that they discovered that they were the ones who paralyzed the mainframe of Anrong Group?

But if you really found out, shouldn't you come to find yourself?How could you find your father?

Now that he found his father, he naturally has nothing to do with him, so what did he do in the past?Help with a fight?

An Jiabao just thought about the fight between two middle-aged people who were about to enter old age. The scene was really horrible.

"Okay, if you let me go, who told you to be my dear mother?"

After hanging up the phone, An Jiabao stared at his plan and frowned, and regretfully said to Qi Xi next to him: "It seems that our travel plan will be postponed."

Qi Xi nodded, he could still afford to wait for this little time, anyway, they still have a long life.

"I don't mind, let's solve the matter of father-in-law first."

"What father-in-law? It's my father-in-law!" An Jiabao, as always, refused to let Qi Xi take advantage of him.

"Well, it's the father-in-law." Qi Xi or his wife is Bao, and he changed his words like a grassroots.

An Jiabao snorted arrogantly.

When An Yibo arrived at An's, Zheng Ziqian was entertaining An Luo and his son with pastries downstairs.An Luo sipped the tea one by one, while An Chenxi was in a daze at the exquisite pastries.

He has never liked desserts, but this pastry, seems... very good?

The moment An Yibo saw An Chenxi, he felt as if he saw his own son. At this moment, he couldn't help sighing that the blood relationship is so delicate, and cousins ​​can look so similar.

"Try it, the pastries here are very good."

It might be because An Chenxi really resembles his own son so much that An Yibo has a little affection for him, and he can't help but lower his voice a little.

Hearing An Yibo's voice, An Luo slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief slowly, one by one carefully, as if he was wiping some rare item.

An Yibo slightly turned his head and rolled his eyes, and decided to ignore this brother who was obsessed with cleanliness, and walked towards An Chenxi.

"You are brother's eldest son? Chenxi?"

When An Yibo left An's house, An Chenxi was already five years old. The reason why he recognized him was because when An Jiabao was five years old, he was so much like the eldest nephew he remembered.

An Chenxi nodded, got up politely and gracefully and greeted An Yibo, "Uncle."

He remembered An Yibo. Although he was young at that time, he still had a little impression of this uncle.

An Yibo nodded very satisfied, and suddenly thought of his son, why didn't his son have half the temperament of Chen Xi?Suddenly, An Yibo began to dislike An Jiabao.

"You, have a good time." An Luo finally cleaned his hands, speaking at a leisurely pace.

An Yibo nodded, "Of course, I never treat myself badly."

"That's good."

Fangfo An Luo came here just to check if An Yibo was doing well, and after asking this question, he stopped talking and just looked at him quietly.

And An Yibo couldn't stand his elder brother looking at him like this. Would he not know An Luo's character?Typical Mensao!Same as Qi Xi!

That's why he didn't have any immediate aversion to Qi Xi.

In order to break the unbearable eerie silence, An Yibo had no choice but to find a topic by himself: "Why do you come here?"

Since An Yibo left An's family, he changed the Yi in the middle of his name to Yi, and he didn't often show his face in public, so even if the An's family found that the name of An's president was pronounced similar to their second young master's name, it wouldn't matter. Will go after it.One is that they are too proud, but feel unnecessary.

"Your son, not bad." An Luo said sincerely.

An Yibo was even more puzzled, what does this have to do with his son.

"Have you seen Jiabao?"

An Luo shook his head. At this time, An Chenxi felt that it was necessary for him to act as a commentator. For some reason, Dad didn't talk so much today, and he was more concise than usual. I really admire how my uncle communicated with him patiently. of.

"We have never seen this little cousin, but we have seen his works first."

An Yibo frowned, what did that brat do again?It was able to attract the big Buddha An Luo.

Perhaps An Yibo's puzzled expression was too obvious, An Chenxi didn't hide it, he would know anyway, and it's meaningless not to hide it.

"Jiabao played a little prank on the host of Anrong Group." In order to save face for An Jiabao, An Chenxi only picked out the unimportant parts to explain.

Little prank?An Yibo really knows An Jiabao too well, if it was really a small prank, then they wouldn't have come to him at all!

An Yibo stopped playing around with them: "Tell me, how much did An Rong Group lose?"

His life is really hard, the boy got into trouble and I have to pay his debts, no wonder it is said that children are debts.

"Not a lot." An Luo said he didn't care. In his eyes, that amount was indeed not a lot.He didn't want to give a bad impression to his nephew who hadn't met yet, thinking that he came here to complain.

"Really not many?" Could it be that he was threatened by that brat?

An Luo nodded seriously.

"Does the old woman know?"

Old, old woman? !An Chenxi looked at An Yibo in shock, how could any child call his mother like that?

On the other hand, An Luo had a face full of surprise, but his tone was a bit disapproving, "That's your mother."

"That's an old woman too." An Yibo disagreed.

Now I finally know who inherited An Jiabao's poisonous tongue!As expected, like father, like son!

An Chenxi chuckled, "No one will know about our coming here."

Hearing the assurance from the other party, An Yibo couldn't be completely relieved. He wasn't afraid of his mother, but just didn't want to add trouble.

Who knows what's going to happen to that old woman getting tangled up?

"It's the best if it's true."

An Chenxi just wanted to make a promise, but suddenly remembered An Chenxuan who was left in Anrong by them.

The smile on An Chenxi's lips froze, Chenxuan, probably didn't know they were here, did he?He suddenly remembered that An Chenxuan didn't seem to like An Jiabao very much, no, it should be said that he didn't like An Yibo's family very much.

I hope Xiaoxuan won't tear him down, otherwise...

The smile on An Chenxi's mouth was a little dangerous.

"..."

For a while, neither side said anything, and the air was awkwardly silent.

An Yibo rubbed his nose. He hadn't seen him for 27 years, so he didn't know what to say.

Just when An Yibo felt that the awkward atmosphere was about to overwhelm him, he vaguely heard An Jiabao's voice, and An Yibo suddenly felt that his son was an angel!

"Jiabao is here, let me introduce you!" After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.

An Chenxi looked at his father with a characteristic smile, "Uncle, have you always been so... lively?"

An Luo was silent and didn't deny it, that was acquiescing.

An Jiabao was checking with Zheng Ziqian about the situation inside, to confirm that the two people who were about to reach old age did not fight, An Yibo grabbed his shoulder violently.

"Jiabao! You came just in time! Hurry up and ease the atmosphere for me!"

An Jiabao was caught suddenly, almost reflexively throwing his father out.

Hearing what An Yibo said, An Jiabao was very speechless.

Dare he come here to adjust the atmosphere?

No matter what, An Jiabao followed An Yibo, and Qi Xi naturally wouldn't be left behind. His wife was taken away and he didn't keep up. This is not the behavior of a good husband.

When An Jiabao met An Chenxi's eyes, An Jiabao joked, "Dad, are you sure I don't have a long-lost brother? You haven't lost a son?"

An Chenxi also laughed, "Why didn't my father lose a younger brother?"