The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Chapter 2698 President Jiang is ready again

Yan Zhenyu looked at her face, his eyes never avoiding her, "She's asleep."

"Ah, oh." Xing Wanye suddenly remembered that he had asked this question just now.

When people are at a loss, they will forget what they asked last second and then ask again.

"I'm going to check on the kids."

She turned around to go upstairs, and Yan Zhenyu followed closely behind her. Xing Wanye thought they were going to see the children together, but when she reached the corner and was about to turn left, the man grabbed her wrist and took her to the right side of the master bedroom. "They are all asleep!"

"Then I'll go and see..."

The bedroom door was locked. Xing Wanye turned to look at her husband's hand locking the door, then turned her gaze to the man standing at the door. "When did you come back?"

"Are you willing to ask me?"

Xing Wanye swallowed and said, "Are you blaming me for not caring about you?"

"Shouldn't I?"

"Then why don't you contact me?"

Yan Zhenyu: "If I contact you ten times, can you contact me once?"

Xing Wanye: “…” She was speechless.

In fact, she knew that Yan Zhenyu felt aggrieved, and she wanted to ask several times. If she didn't want to ask, she wouldn't let the children take the initiative to call her via video.

"You always took the initiative to find me before."

Yan Zhenyu: "If I don't take the initiative, we will lose contact."

Xing Wanye was silent again, and after a few seconds, he said, "No, we have a child together."

"Xing Wanwan!" Yan Zhenyu was angry.

Xing Wanye pursed her lips in fear. She was not wrong. They already had a child together, so how could they lose contact?

However, what Yan Zhenyu heard was that they would only have their common child in their future life, she would be her, and she would be herself.

When they were at home, the couple was a good family of four with clear division of labor. But after a few days away, conflicts arose again.

"Yan Zhenyu, what did you do when you went out? Why do you have so many complaints about me when you came back?" Xing Wanye questioned, "Is it because you have a comparison with my character?!"

"Say it to me again!" Yan Zhenyu stared at Xing Wanye's eyes with sharp eyes. The fire of his hidden anger was brewing, and it seemed that it would burst out in the next second.

Xing Wanye didn't have the courage to say, why didn't the "creating something out of nothing" situation reversal taught by Nuannuan work?

During the video chat a few days ago, she openly asked for advice. Gu Nuannuan shared without reservation,

There was even a trick to teach her, "Kiss him. If he still gets angry after one kiss, then you didn't kiss him enough. Keep kissing him until he doesn't get angry at all, then everything will be fine.

When Jiang Tianzhi was one year old, he could coax his father. When he was two years old, he could manipulate his father. When he was three years old, he could rebel and act in front of his father. And his father still treated him like a treasure. Do you think this trick works? "

Xing Wanye said: "But we are not their children. Maybe this trick only works on children."

"No, this is more useful for my wife."

Lu Sheng asked: "Why?"

"If this doesn't work, the kids won't come."

Married moms get it.

But Xing Wanye had a new worry, "I stole my two children."

Gu Nuannuan: "Xingwan, don't be naive. Even if you are a master thief, can you succeed without his cooperation?"

Hoshi Wanye: "..."

"Xing Wanwan?" He was distracted again.

Yan Zhenyu was still very angry and there was no response for a long time.

Xing Wanye raised his head, moved closer to Yan Zhenyu's arms, stood on tiptoe, and gave Yan Zhenyu a quick kiss on the lips.

The flames instantly splashed a basin of water.

Xing Wanye blinked, and her glassy eyes observed Yan Zhenyu's reaction. You're still angry, right? Xing Wanye grabbed the collar of Yan Zhenyu's shirt and pulled him in to her, then raised her head, stretched her neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss the man who was more than a head taller than her.

He tried hard to give her another kiss, then saw Yan Zhenyu frowning. Is that still not enough?

When Xing Wanye kissed her for the third time, Yan Zhenyu pinched Xing Wanye's jaw and observed. Was his wife possessed by evil spirits?

Seeing how determined he was, Xing Wanye gritted her teeth and steeled her heart, just like the young and clumsy her who dared to seduce this powerful man in the Cloud Supreme. She tried to seduce him.

Yan Zhenyu's breathing became heavier, his Adam's apple rolled, he held her chin, and kissed her actively.

Things have their priorities and their importance has their urgency.

Now is this moment.

The thoughts and desires of the past few days came like a surge in the sea, sweeping over the two of them, wrapping them tightly, entangled, intertwined, like silk and rain...

Early in the morning,

Landing.

Jiang Chenyu walked out of the cabin, looked at his watch, and walked out. His men waiting at the door had been waiting for a long time. "Sir, you're back."

Jiang Chenyu nodded, "Have you bought everything?"

He opened the trunk and looked at the gifts filled to the brim. "Give me the car keys, and you can go back."

Jiang Chenyu was driving the car. Halfway through the journey, he found an empty section of the road and stopped under a street light. He opened the trunk, and then opened the gift boxes one by one to check whether the gifts he bought were complete and had any flaws. How could the gifts for his little sweetheart not pass through his own hands?

He had already placed his family on the supreme throne, and if he wasn't careful enough, she would catch his eye and then leave him sitting on the bench for a few days, and he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

She looked at them one by one inside and out, front and back, up and down, and then put them back and fumbled on the side of the road to figure out how to tie a bow.

This skill has once again put the high-ranking President Jiang in a difficult position.

At half past one, Jiang Chenyu's car slowly drove into the house.

He entered the living room, and a smell of "home" hit him. It was hard to describe the specific smell, but it seemed like a feeling that only the soul could resonate with, familiar, warm and reassuring.

At the entrance, there were his big, precious pair of leather boots that he had taken off and put on the shelf. They were crooked and he was taking them off by tiptoeing on his heels.

On both sides of the entrance are two handmade items made by my two sons, one is a star track and the other is a globe, which rotates 24 hours a day.

When I walked into the living room, I saw the words written by my second son on the coffee table, half a bag of snacks thrown on the table, and the sofa backrest was still bent and had not been picked up.

The two sons' small schoolbags were thrown one on each side.

The eldest son has a final exam tomorrow, so Jiang Chenyu opened one of his schoolbags to check if he has brought all his stationery.

Then I saw that my eldest son’s pencil case was dirty again.

Seeing his second son’s small schoolbag, Jiang Chenyu smiled and took out two packs of children’s wet wipes from it and stuffed them into his eldest son’s schoolbag.

Then he took two packs of children's tissues and put them in.

He sat in the living room, looking at the warm surroundings of his home. It used to be cold and lonely, an empty shell with beauty but no soul. Later, it became like a home, a home with a hostess who would take care of it, children who would run around, and lights that would be on just for him.

Jiang Chenyu sat in the living room for a few minutes before getting up and going upstairs to check on the babies at home.