Jin Beisen will not love easily. Once he falls in love, he will live forever.
"Little fart kid, reading is the most important thing. Don't learn from your aunt. I think I can eat all my life by my face." Jin Beisen lifted the quilt, picked up Jin Yu desert with one hand, and stuffed it into the quilt.
Jin Yumo is innocent like a piece of white paper. "Dad, aunts eat by face. Aunts look so good. It's a waste not to eat by face. They can't waste resources, right?"
"Little thing, it's a good idea. It looks like I can't let you meet your aunt in the future." Jin Beisen said with a disgusted face, the wench Jin Shuwen, who has been married to Ye Junwen for three years, is still languishing like a single dog. She doesn't give birth to her own child, but runs to their house every three to five to tease his son and bring him bad.
"No, my aunt is the one who loves me the most in the world. I like my aunt the most," Jin Yumo protested proudly
"You don't like me?" Jin Beisen's magnified handsome face sank, and he suddenly sneered.
"All over the world, Xiaomo likes his father best."
Jin Shuwen, who lives in the villa next door, just took a bath, but her hair was still wet. She wiped her hair and walked out of the bathroom. Suddenly, she sneezed.
Once upon a time, Jin Yumo was so coquettish in Jin Shuwen's arms.
Jin Shuwen often asks Jin Yumo, "Xiaomo, how is aunt treating you?"
Jin Yumo always replies cleverly, "well, all over the world, Xiaomo likes her aunt best."
Ye Junwen hurried down from the bed, took a circle around the restless woman, pulled her hot body over, and gently pressed her finger on her shoulder to let her sit in front of the dressing table obediently.
The towels in his hands changed from one to another. Ye Junwen didn't stop until Jin Shuwen's hair was completely dried.
"Wife." Ye Junwen looks at the red woman in the dressing mirror, and feels a ripple in his heart.
"What?" Jin Shuwen's soft voice can turn ye Junwen's heart into a pool of spring water.
"My mother urged us to have a baby again. We're old enough. Do you think we should have one earlier?" Ye Junwen's boyfriend is full of strength. He lifted Jin Shuwen's body and gently put it on the bed.
"Arvin, didn't we say we were born at 30? What was born so early for? We can't live in two worlds. " Jin Shuwen's coquettish smile, hook's Ye Junwen's heart is itchy.
"After giving birth to children, we will leave them. Let's continue to live in the world of two, shall we?" Ye Junwen stretched out his long fingers and swam gently on Jin Shuwen's face. Suddenly, his thin trembling lips fell down gently and kissed Jin Shuwen's earlobes cleanly.
"No, don't lie to me, Arvin. How about a few more years? I really don't want children. " Jin Shuwen said helplessly, pushing away Ye Junwen.
He and ye Junwen have been married for three years. They have a good relationship. Jin Shuwen doesn't want to have children, and ye Junwen has always been obedient to her. However, the pressure from their parents is too great. If they continue like this, Tang le will suspect that his son has some function problems. Ye Junwen is helpless. He and Jin Shuwen are very harmonious, but they have taken measures Jin Shuwen has not been pregnant.
"Yes, no!" Ye Junwen bit his teeth, but turned out a box of condoms from the bedside table.
Every condom here has been pierced by Jin Beisen. A few days ago, ye Junwen went to JS international to complain to Jin Beisen. Jin Beisen immediately asked the secretary Miss to get a box of condoms and open them in person. After that, he patted Ye Junwen on the shoulder and said, "Arwen, am I strong enough?"
In fact, ye Junwen is not so eager to give birth to children. However, Tang le and ye Jun put too much pressure on each other. Jin Beisen's son has been able to fight soy sauce on the street. He and Jin Shuwen have been married for three years. There is no movement at all. It's really annoying!
The next day, the sun rises. It's a brand new day. The weather is very good. It's sunny early in the morning.
Various newspapers and news in city a are reporting on YC group's charity reception and Mackie's concert, an internationally renowned female pianist, last night. There were reporters at the charity reception. Several media have taken photos of Mackie and Jin Beisen talking in the corridor. In fact, these photos were taken by Jin Beisen intentionally.
Last night, he asked Uncle Zou to investigate the relationship between Yu Chen and Zhou Manchun. They did get married in the United States with a license. They had a daughter, but they were adopted.
Jin Beisen sat steadily in the office, with a pretty good face. Under his sharp eyes, there was a sense of determination to win. He stared at the newspapers and magazines reported by the major media, and the ruffian smiled at his lips.
Zhou Manchun, you are back at last. This time, I will never let you run away again.
Bieyuan on the left bank.
Zhou Manchun wakes up early in the morning. When she is a mother, her biological clock is very early. When her child wakes up, you have to wake up. Sometimes, she even gets up earlier than her child. In the morning, Zhou Manchun first washes and dresses Yu Xin, and then cleans herself up.
Yu Chen is not a man of high moral standing. Although he is worth dozens of times more than he was three years ago, he has always been low-key and down-to-earth. Yu Chen gets up very early every day. In the past three years, he makes breakfast for Zhou Manchun and his children every day without interruption.
After going downstairs, Zhou Manchun saw Yu Chen's busy figure in the familiar kitchen, walked over with a smile and said, "Aachen, what's good to eat?"
"Your favorite little wonton."
"Wow, Dad, there's little wonton again." Yu Xin smelled the fragrance, jumped into the kitchen, greedy saliva DC.
"Go sit down, and I'll be ready soon." Yu Chen said with a warm smile, driving the mother and daughter out of the hot kitchen.
Zhou Manchun takes Yu Xin and sits in the living room. There are more than ten newspapers of various kinds on the dining table. Yu Chen is used to reading newspapers. Zhou Manchun glances at them casually. He wants to take them aside, but vaguely sees his name in a morning newspaper.
Out of curiosity, Zhou Manchun opened it.
The headline of the newspaper is very striking: the president of JS international and the famous international female pianist Mackie are suspected of being ambiguous.
Zhou Manchun frowned and snorted, "nonsense!"
She went on to read a newspaper with the headline: old acquaintance or ex-wife's return.
Zhou Manchun continued to look at the newspaper on the dining table with unremitting sneer. Unexpectedly, the rest of the headlines were still like this. Zhou Manchun angrily threw the newspaper into the garbage can.