"Brother Yuxuan, that's all for tonight. I hope we can cooperate happily." Yunji stood up and extended his hand gracefully.
Xi Yuxuan drinks slightly smoked, stretched out a hand to shake with her, on the face is a deep and unpredictable smile.
Yunji got up and left first.
Xi Yuxuan raises his head. On the TV screen, Ruan Hanyu takes Mu Qingzhu's hand and leaves. His eyes gradually tighten, only a layer of invisible dark light.
In Xi's study.
Xi Yuxuan and Xi Zeyao are making tea in their study.
Xi's house is allocated by the public, although it is not magnificent, which is the common feature of all public servants' houses.
"Dad, do you think Yunji's words are credible?" Xi Yuxuan took a sip of hundred year old shu'er tea. The strong aroma of tea made him sniff and suck it.
Their father and son are only in love with shu'er tea. They often drink tea in their study and talk about the world's political affairs. This is also an important way for Xi Zeyao to edify Xi Yuxuan in the political arena over the years. Gradually, a cold-blooded and desperate Xi Yuxuan emerges.
He is not like other princelings, because his father is in a high position, he has no scruples and high profile everywhere. On the contrary, under the influence of Xi Zeyao, he behaves meticulously, cautiously, humbly and politely. It is very difficult for anyone to see that he comes from a high-ranking family, but he behaves in a cruel and sinister way. He is not inferior to Xi Zeyao at all Xi Zeyao was most satisfied.
"Women in shopping malls, focusing on interests, have no credibility." Xi Zeyao light mouth, no expression on his face, but soon the conversation changed, "Wu Jianlong can find them, this is not surprising, strive for all people, this is completely in line with his personality."
Xi Yuxuan nodded slightly, the light in his eyes was as sharp as a knife.
A woman like Yunji is obviously not easy to bully. What will happen if she cooperates with her? It's going to take a lot of effort.
"Dad, for her, we..." He asked tentatively, but before he finished, he saw Xi Zeyao waving his hand, as if he understood what he meant.
He took a sip of tea, hot air sprayed on his smart and capable face, entangled and secretive.
"Everything is for the purpose of politics. As long as it is beneficial to us, we should strive for it. After we become famous, you will know how to do everything." Speaking of this, Xi Zeyao sighed: "in the end, it's a hundred year old Yunnan shu'er. It's fragrant and has a lingering aftertaste. It's good, it's good."
The corners of Xi Yuxuan's mouth tilted down, and the smile on his face floated slowly. The thick sword eyebrows stretched out, which was a handsome smile on his face.
"When will Mrs. Wu Lan return home?" Xi Yuxuan asked with a heavy face.
"Well, the situation in the Middle East is unstable during this period of time. Mrs. Wu Lan's itinerary has been changed. I received a notice from the Ministry of foreign affairs today." Xi Zeyao thought of something and said quickly.
Xi Yuxuan relaxed and nodded.
"This secret can't be known to anyone for the time being. You should keep it in mind." Xi Zeyao raised his head and solemnly ordered again, "including Mu Qingzhu and Wu Xiuping himself."
"I know." Xi Yuxuan nodded, laughing a little vicissitudes, when it comes to wood bamboo, the loneliness in his eyes is very obvious.
Xi Zeyao quietly looked at him and said in a deep voice: "children's personal feelings, human nature, why care about frustration and pride."
Ruan Hanyu's remarriage with Mu Qingzhu has long been expected by him. This is not a blow to him. Men and women have been in love with each other for a long time. Why is it impossible for Ruan Hanyu to fall in love with Mu Qingzhu?
However, his son's infatuation with muqingzhu has existed for a long time. If it wasn't for Ruan Hanyu, muqingzhu might have become his daughter-in-law. If it was, it would be a great thing.
But the fact is that their Xi family is looked down upon by others. As long as he thinks about it, Xi Zeyao will not be reconciled to it, and there will be hatred in his heart.
The loneliness of his son made him feel bad.
Over the years, he saw his son's progress in his eyes. He acted ruthlessly and had a bad way. That's the true story of him. Only when he met the problem of muqingzhu, he had a rare hesitation and depression.
This is not what he wants to see.
He doesn't object to his son's approach to Mu Qingzhu, but he doesn't want to see his son indulge in her and affect his normal life.
"Well, Zhang Wanxin, the daughter of General Zhang's family, has withdrawn Ruan Jiajun's proposal. I haven't found a suitable partner yet. Let me propose for you." After thinking about it, Xi Zeyao said seriously, "it's unusual for general Zhang to live in the capital now, and Zhang Wan's heart is very pure and beautiful. She is right for you."
Zhang Wanxin? Xi Yuxuan's mind came up with that pure and naive, beautiful and fresh little woman. When she smiles, there are two dimples on her face. Is it cute? It's lovely.
But it's not the type XI Yuxuan likes, obviously not his dish.
As for people, they make up.
In his heart, so far, no woman can surpass Mu Qingzhu.His heart was heavy, and his sense of loss became more obvious.
"Dad, forget it. Zhang Wanxin is a good girl, but not to my taste." He said faintly.
"No, just be a good girl. What you are looking for is a wife, not a lover. Remember: marriage can only serve politics. This is the rule of all politicians' families. My election is around the corner. If the marriage is successful, general Zhang will be very beneficial to our political future." Xi Zeyao immediately put forward his refutation and made a very serious analysis, "and now that Ruan Hanyu and muqingzhu have remarried, your feeling about muqingzhu now can only be wishful thinking. Since there is no hope, you don't want to waste your feelings any more. We can only seek more favorable political protection."
"But Dad, the influence of General Zhang is far less than that of Mrs. Wu Lan." Xi Yuxuan raised his objection.
"Yes, but now there is no way out? You can't get her before she remarried. Now she's married, and there's no hope. Although Mrs. Wu Lan has great influence, isn't she far away from abroad? But general Zhang is different. He is in the capital. He has a deep foundation, and his influence can't be underestimated. Far water can't save near fire. Now this is a better way, and you're not young. You're almost 30 years old, so it's time to become a family. "
With a sigh, Xi Zeyao analyzed it earnestly.
"Yuxuan, believe me, as long as you become famous, you will have any kind of woman you want." Xi Zeyao's eyes are bright, he speaks with reason and moves with emotion.
"But there is only one mu Qingzhu." Xi Yuxuan murmurs to himself. Until now, he finds out that his move out of Mrs. Wu Lan is just an excuse to approach Mu Qingzhu. In his heart, Mu Qingzhu has already been placed in the most important position.
"Yuxuan, when did you think so hard? Now she has a family and the best things have been given to Ruan Hanyu. What can you get now? Is this realistic? It's time for you to get married. " Xi Zeyao heaved a sigh, and there was dissatisfaction in his voice.
Xi Yuxuan smiles bitterly again.
"Dad, general Zhang has always been close to the Ruan family. I'm afraid that if you propose, he may not agree." He tried to stop Xi Zeyao.
"Don't worry about this, you don't have to worry about it." Xi Zeyao said with a smile, "if you didn't agree, it's possible, but now it's very unlikely. It's not a glorious thing for a rich family to retire. In fact, the marriage of a rich family in Beijing was settled at a very young age. Zhang Wanxin is quitting at this time. It's not easy to find a right marriage again. It's a long time gone Zhang Wanxin is still single! It can be imagined that one of them is not easy. If you want Zhang Wan to condescend to find a man whose family status is inferior to his, it is estimated that general Zhang will not want to marry a woman. "
Xi Zeyao's saying this is very resourceful.
Xi Yuxuan pondered and did not speak for a long time -
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a year later.
The trees of Ruan's residence are dense and luxuriant, and the flowers in the back garden of Cuixiang garden compete with the evergreen plants.
It's spring again.
In the living room of Cuixiang garden.
"Kill, kill." Xiaobao's young voice was shouting in the living room.
"Bang." With a simulated gunshot, Xiao Bao's excited cry came immediately, "ah, hit, hit, Dad's" dead. "
"Ah." With a cry of "pain", Ruan Hanyu fell into the pool of "blood" and did not move.
"Yeah, it's a victory." Xiao Bao raised his fingers, stretched out two fingers and shook them. He was so happy that he cried out. The voice was really loud.
As soon as Mu Qingzhu got off the electric car, he heard Xiao Bao's voice in the living room and shook his head.
The father and son are playing those dangerous games again.
Although she is helpless, her face is a knowing smile.
Today's Mu Qingzhu is wearing a lake blue silk soft sleeveless skirt. Her tall figure is plump compared with the thin and slim figure of the previous two years, which makes her body more exquisite and charming. Her soft hair is wrapped on the back of her head with a delicate simple clip, graceful and graceful.
One year's happy life after marriage has made Mu Qingzhu's face plump, his cheek skin smoother, with a faint blush, and even more beautiful.
The moistening of love makes her life flourish. She deeply feels the beauty of life and the sweetness of love.
After marriage, Ruan Hanyu really fulfilled his promise. He was kind and considerate to her, and loved her like his life. He almost held her in the palm of his hand. He felt the happiness of being a wife and a mother.
Since their son and daughter-in-law got married, Ruan Mutian and Ji Xuan really put aside all their family affairs and went on a tour around the world. Ruan Hanyu gave the owner's seal, and Mu Qingzhu formally gave the right to be in charge of the family.
The two men sing along with each other, cooperate with each other and respect each other. They have never had a chance to be red faced.It seems that such a quiet and warm life has brought the whole Ruan residence to life. Even the grass and forest here present a different kind of tenderness. The air is flowing with the happiness like spinning yarn, which is very comfortable and fresh.
"Xiaobao, playing these bloody games here again." When Mu Qingzhu went in, he scolded with love. Xiaobao was lying on the carpet of the living room, reaching out to take out a bullet in the crack of the sofa, ready to fight again.
As for Ruan Hanyu, he just fell into a pool of blood and pretended to be dead.
Hearing the soft voice of Mu Qingzhu, father and son almost got up at the same time.
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