Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

145 Finale 5

More than 10 million? For the Shang family, it is simply not worth mentioning. The Shang family is no longer rich and noble, but also has power and power. Otherwise, Li Jiayou would not have been able to use tens of millions to make a fuss.

Once Resuo succeeds, she has the opportunity to stand by her cousin, and she is the young lady of Shang. That is a resource that is against the will of heaven! Ordinary people cannot imagine, but she is different. She has been immersed in such an environment since she was a child. Not to mention waiting for her, even the first grade and the first grade are clearly insurmountable.

If you want to enjoy a top-notch life, Li Jiayou has to "can't bear to let go of her children and can't trap the wolf" and throw out all the bosses. What if it succeeds?

Unfortunately, Li Jiayou dumped so much, so she could only be considered a gambler's psychological bet!

Zhou Shijie used the Shang power, whether it was Resuo or all other online web pages. In one night, everything related to Jin Aini disappeared completely, just as if this had never happened in the online world.

"No, no... this woman is not able to remove Resuo..." Li Jiayou was unwilling to give up on one side, but the other realized that it must be her cousin who took action. "How can this be done, how can it be done..." She trembled all over. This was not the result she wanted. She just wanted her cousin to see the true face of this woman.

"No, I'm going to find my cousin." She looked up violently, her eyes raised straight ahead, her face turned pale, dull as if she was a staggering woman, like a female ghost.

Fan Ziying was nestled in the corner of the sofa, her face was gloomy. She looked at her dizzy and kept silent and stopped her. Her eyes were slightly bulging and her pupils were cold.

Shang Yunqian was busy raising relationships with his wife and children, and had no time to look at his cell phone. He was not allowed to take a look at his cell phone until dinner was ready and served on the table. After he unbuttoned his apron, he took a look at his cell phone.

[Mr. Shang, the person behind him found out, are you going to examine people now?]

His slender fingers gently stroked two words: [No time]

"Dad, come and sit down!" Before, I didn't show that it was a family. Kim Woo-an was very reserved. Today is different from the past. Now, they are eating together in the name of their family. He is so excited that he is no different from ordinary children.

Seeing him standing at the kitchen door holding an apron in one hand and the other with a cell phone in the other, he couldn't wait at all. After standing on his butt, he pushed him, "Dad, hurry up and have a meal."

Behind the frameless glasses, the soft light of his eyes was overflowing with the light of a kind father. He hung an apron in one hand and put his phone in his pants pocket with the other. He turned around and bent over and picked up his son, held his little butt with the other hand, and pinched his little nose with the other, "Are you hungry?" Wujian was so intimate.

Jin Youan nodded like a lucky cat, "Yeah." Why did his father pinch his nose? He felt so happy?

"Boy..."

...

The father and son are as close as if they were so familiar before today, and there is no need to overdo it at all. Naturally, they are father and son!

The rice was made by Mr. Shang, so of course Miss Jin wiped the table.

Just since Mr. Shang started cooking, she started wiping.

He hugged his son and sat on a chair, helped him set up a bowl and took chopsticks.

"Thank you dad."

Mr. Shang reached out and stroked the back of his son's head, "Be good, eat."

Turning his head to look at Miss Jin, "The table is wiped to this level, the robot has stopped!"

"..." Jin Aini finally looked up at the dog man, her eyes collided, and she bounced away first, not knowing where she looked, but could only look at the table, and found that the marble table with black background and white surface was wiped out by her.

Her face was reflected on the table, and she looked bitter, as if someone owed her a million.

No, this is not her face! Jin Aini was so scared that she threw the rag out of her way.

Mr. Shang's eyelids twitched, reached out to deliver the rag to the kitchen, and said as he walked, "I haven't come to wash my hands and eat yet, I'm so dirty!"

What's dirty, you're so dirty. Jin Aini was in a bad mood. She felt something. She raised her eyes and found that her son was staring at him. Her little eyes looked like a puppy, and she looked at her wateryly. Her voice was very small but pitiful: "Mom, I want dad, can you accept dad?"

"..." Did the son see that she wanted to escape? Jin Aini's throat was blocked and her heart was filled with a lot of trouble when she saw her!

After dinner, Jin Aini cleaned up the kitchen, Mr. Shang sat on the sofa in the living room, and his son sat on his lap. He either talked or played small games. The atmosphere in the living room was very warm.

Standing by the pool, I kept planning how to escape from Mr. Shang, how to escape from Haicheng, and even Jin Aini from China couldn't help but shed tears. The tears fell into the pool, instantly blending with the water, and I couldn't tell where there was tears and where there was water.

Kid Kim Woo-an is very happy today. The good night story was told by his father. He slept with a satisfied smile. Before closing his eyes, he asked, "Dad, what should I eat for breakfast tomorrow?"

"What does An An want to eat?"

"Mom said she ate rice cakes with fried dough sticks when she was a child."

Shang Yunqian lowered his head and kissed his son on the forehead, "Dad will buy it tomorrow morning."

"No, Dad, I'm just kidding. I can buy fried dough sticks. Rice cakes are not available for sale now. I'd better eat bread."

"Little naughty!" Shang Yunqian reached out to rub his son Mao Rongrong's small head, "Go to sleep, good night, my peace!"

"Good night, my dad."

After gently closing his son's door, Mr. Shang turned to the balcony, stood in front of the glass window, looked at the lights all over the city, reached out to take out the lighter and cigarette in his bag, put the cigarette in his mouth, disturbed the lighter with both hands, and lit it, lit it.

After a while, the smoke rings were spit out from his thin lips, and the smoke rose, and soon it enveloped his body. In the hazy, it made his stunning beauty look even less real, as if a god was coming.

Jin Aini stood in the living room opposite the balcony, looking at his long-term back, and didn't dare to move, as if there was a galaxy in front of her, which she could not cross at all.

"What are you doing standing there?"

Suddenly, the man's low and clear voice came over.

Jin Aini subconsciously turned around and was about to escape.

"But come and try it?"

The threat of the dog man sounded again.

Jin Aini was timid and raised her foot toward the balcony.

I took a step and realized my behavior. Damn, the dog man would say this, this is where I want to go, and I am so angry that I stomped my feet loudly.

Shang Yunqian turned around and leaned slightly against the glass on the balcony, spitting out clouds and fog. After the fog, he was a gentle and scum so that people wanted to make his handsome face immediately.

It's really... hormones explode on the balcony. Even if Jin Aini lowered her head and lowered her eyes, she was still in front of her with her slender pen and long legs. One foot was standing, the other was slightly raised, and the back of her feet leaned against the balcony wall.

The posture is casual and natural, lazy and casual.

"Doesn't there be any story to tell me?" Mr. Shang spitted a cigarette ring, took away the two fingers of the cigarette, and glanced at him. There was also the formerly noble and majestic CEO, who was just a bit arrogant and elegant.

Although he was full of thoughts and wanted to die with a heavy heart, he was still heartbroken by the dog man, "I...I have a story...I want to tell it!" He looked dodging and did not dare to look at people at all.

"Don't want to say it?" Mr. Shang dodged left and right, as if he knew it clearly. The cigarette he had clamped with his two fingers approached his mouth and took a sip, "Then I'll tell you?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next