Chapter 882

"What if you don't want to come back late?" Father Su's face was not good. "Before she gave birth to a child, we sent gifts, she confiscated one of them. It's not obvious that she doesn't want to have any relationship with us? Now keep Yu Jie, but also can stabilize Yi Hengrong. "

Although Yi Hengrong is the adopted son of the Yi family, he is now the leader of the Yi family, and he is a rare talent in this generation.

In Mr. Su's opinion, it is more reliable that Su Yujie's immediate interests are more reliable than his other words of ten or twenty years later and then come back to the Su family.

In addition, Yan wanwan was angry and sarcastic to his grandfather, while Su Yujie was respectful and filial.

The contrast is so obvious, the pros and cons of good and bad are in front of us, so master Su decided to choose Su Yujie.

After listening to master Su's words, Su Jin's heart had disappeared.

Yi Hengrong did not propose to give up marriage after su Yujie went to prison, which shows that Yi Hengrong still likes Su Yujie.

Indeed, although Yan wanwan and Fu Sihan were good, they did not listen to Su Yujie, nor did they use Su Yujie to win over Yi Hengrong.

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"Yujie, are you ready

When Chen Lan comes to Su Yujie's room, Su Yujie has not come out of the bathroom, so she knocks on the door.

"Mommy, I'll be ready soon!"

Su Yujie deleted all the records related to the overseas call before she put on her clothes and went out.

"Mommy."

"Why did it take so long to come out?" Chen Lan asked.

She likes Su Yujie as much as she gets angry at yanwanwan.

Chen Lan likes Su Yujie not only because she looks like herself, but also because Su Yujie doesn't like the old lady who has passed away.

Before the kidnapping accident more than ten years ago, Zhen Qianjin was still a little late in her childhood. She was very much loved by Mrs. su. Compared with Chen Lan, xiaoyanwan was also closer to the old lady Su who took care of her more often on weekdays.

However, Su Yujie is not the same. Su Yujie and Su Laofu seem to be at odds with each other. Mrs. Su is indifferent to the "granddaughter" she has found. Su Yujie is also closer to Chen Lan.

In today's view of Chen Lan, this is fate!

She was destined to let Su Yujie be her daughter.

As for speaking late If yanwanwan doesn't recognize her mother, she should not have been born yanwanwan!

"Mommy, don't Daddy and brother not welcome me?" Su Yujie pitifully lowered her head, like a child that no one wanted, "if you don't welcome me back, I I just want to leave. I know I did something wrong before. I don't like me at night, but But I didn't know it was your daughter. If I had known it, I would have regarded her as my own sister! "

"Yu Jie, don't think about it." Chen lanyue is more pleased with Su Yujie, and quickly remembers the scene of her daughter's coquetry over the past ten years and becomes soft hearted.

"Yujie, you don't have to leave when you come back this time. What you come back to is your grandfather's clapping. The other things are left to their men to do. You can rest assured."

"Thank you, Mommy! You are the best to me! I love you

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babies have the saying of "three turns six makes nine climbs".

Xiao Yan'an is a gifted person. He can sit steadily in his early five months.

It happened one evening when people who came to the study room and the studio had a video conference. When they came out, they saw their son sitting on the climbing mat with big eyes staring at Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan was sitting on the sofa one meter away from xiaoyan'an. He was reading his email with his tablet computer in his right hand and his son's favorite ball and bell toy in his left hand. He concentrated on the tablet, but Yu Guang didn't give it to his son.

That posture is like saying: if you have the ability to take it, I'll stay here. If you can't get it, you can't.

Xiaoyan'an is only five months old!

It's OK to kick the leg and wave the small fist in place. The father wants to take the toy by himself!

Angry!

Too angry Xiaoyan an sits up and stares at his father with big eyes.

So he came out late and saw such a scene.

"The inkstone is sitting."

Seeing her mother as if she saw a reinforcements, xiaoyan'an waved her small arm in the direction of Fu Sihan: "ah --"

Mommy, hit him!

The wave of this arm did not have the power of bluffing. Instead, he lost his balance and fell on the climbing mat.

Five months of baby milk can be seen to the naked eye.

Wan Wan ran over with a smile and held the man in his arms. Xiao Yan'an immediately hugged Yan'an with two small arms and said, "ah, ah!"

"The inkstone is still small. I can't sit now." Later, after kissing Bangbang's son's face, he realized that his son's mood was wrong and asked, "what's wrong with inkstone? Isn't Daddy happy not to play with you"Ah, ah!"

The little arm began to wave his fist in the direction of frost.

"Ah Han!" "How do you rob your son's toys? This is my son's favorite toy. "

Xiao Yan'an is very persistent. There are a lot of toys at home. Some of them are similar to this one. There are many other toys. But he likes this one best. He plays it from the beginning.

Fu Sihan didn't carry the pot on his back. He lifted the small toy in his hand and said, "I am exercising him."

“…… Exercise what? " Exercise your son's voice?

"The profile tells him that some things he holds in his hand, but they don't necessarily belong to him." Fu Sihan put the toy aside, but did not give it to his son.

What he said was clearly pointed out.

Late and late:

Fu Sihan said to his son, "for example, the person you are holding now is mine, not yours."

Late and late:

Fu Yan'an can't understand Baba's nonsense here. His two small arms are wrapped in hemp, and his small face is buried in Ma's arms.

Ma Xiang Ma!

Fragrant hemp is mine!

Fu Si Han's eyelids jumped, "Fu Yan'an, I'm talking to you, don't you listen?"

Xiaoyan'an: "ah!"

He just can't understand!

"Forshan, are you a three-year-old?" Late night, I couldn't help but make complaints about it. "And now my son is so young that he can't understand... Is it, inkstone? "

"Roar ~"

in the face of mummy, every byte of xiaoyan'an is gentle, which is in sharp contrast to that in front of Daddy.

At night, he looked at his son and her husband, "ah Han, did you have a festival with inkstone?"

Otherwise, why don't you father and son not make a match?

"Oh Frost laughed coldly.

Probably not a holiday.

It's the enemy of love.

Although Fu Sihan is dissatisfied with his son all the time, he knows that this is not the case.