A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

Qin Rou knows that this day will always come.

He would tell her these words sooner or later.

I thought I would be flustered and sad, but it's amazing that I didn't feel this way.

"it is good."

She smiled and promised him, "I'll take George there. I also feel that I've been here all the time, and I've disturbed you a bit." She stood up and wanted to go back to the kitchen, but she turned around after taking two steps, "By the way, I need to go to Shuyao's place. Can you explain it to me?"

Chi Yanfeng immediately refused, "No need, your explanation will only get worse."

Her heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and she smiled bitterly, "When do you want us to leave? Immediately?"

"You guys go elsewhere first, Ah Xuan will prepare everything and go over there to pick you up."

Even at this last moment, he didn't want to be with them.

Qin Rou smiled bitterly, "Have you thought about how to explain to the old man? He likes George very much."

"This is my business, so don't worry about it. If you are really good for me, convince George to take him away."

Tears welled up in her eyes, "Yan Feng, do you hate me that much?"

They have also experienced a lot of good things together.

Although he has An Shuyao now, how could he be so cruel and never miss old feelings at all.

Chi Yanfeng said: "I don't hate you, but I didn't tell you that you were pregnant, raised the child secretly by myself, and brought it back to me to recognize my father after so many years. I can't accept it."

What he said was the truth.

"But don't worry, I will take on what I have to bear. As long as it is my responsibility, I will do it. It's just a pity that I can't grow up with him anymore."

Qin Rou understands that Chi Yanfeng is a very careful person.

He knew what a child wanted, but he couldn't.

Because he only has An Shuyao in his heart.

Jiangcheng has entered the twelfth lunar month, and the weather is really cold.

After George learned that he was about to leave the villa and go to France with his mother, he was stunned for a few seconds.

He was still holding the electronic gun in his hand, blinking a pair of cute big eyes, "Will Dad go with us?"

"Dad still has a lot of work to do in China, so he can't go for the time being."

"Just me and mom again? Like when we used to be in America?"

"Yes, but this time, Dad will visit us regularly."

"I do not want!"

George dropped his most beloved electron gun and grabbed Qin Rou's clothes, "Mom, can we not go? I really like staying by Dad's side."

Qin Rou really doesn't understand.

Chi Yanfeng didn't grow up with George, how could this child be so close to him.

"George, why do you like Chi Yanfeng so much?"

"Because he's a father." George said naturally.

"But you never saw him."

George sighed like a grown-up.

"But after having a father, no one in the kindergarten dared to bully me anymore. When I was in the United States, Uncle Allen would beat my mother and me every time he was drunk. I don't want to live like that again. Mom, I don’t want to leave Dad. In this way, when Uncle Allen bullies us, Dad will definitely protect us!"

Qin Rou held the little guy's face, her face full of distress, "Son, mother promises you, no matter whether we are with father or not in the future, there will never be Uncle Allen again, no one will dare to bully us, believe it Me, okay?"

"Not good!" He frowned lightly, looking funny and ridiculous, but he was actually very angry, raised his voice and couldn't speak clearly, "I don't want to leave Dad! If you insist on taking George away, I will die for you look!"

He turned and ran out.

Qin Rou still held his changed clothes in her hand, and stood there blankly.

Where did this child learn these tricks, and he actually knows how to threaten her with death.

George ran all the way downstairs and rushed into Chi Yanfeng's arms.

He put his arms around his neck, acting coquettishly and being wronged, with snot and tears hanging on his little face.

"Dad, did you want me and Mom to go?"

Chi Yanfeng was speechless, he hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't say a word.

George didn't give up, and continued to press, "Because of that beautiful aunt, you want to leave me and mom, don't you?!"

"Dad and that beautiful aunt were married a long time ago, and it was you. Mom who brought you to appear suddenly, and this series of things happened." He believed that George would understand, "George, it's not that Dad doesn't want you, it's just that Dad I have to be responsible to my married wife, and I can't grow up with you. But Dad promises you, you will always be my son, Chi Yanfeng."

"You lied! You lied!" George pushed him away hard, "You just don't want me, and you still talk so nicely. Bad dad, bad dad, you are more hateful than Uncle Allen! I hate you!"

"George!"

Qin Rou came down from upstairs and yelled at him: "Why are you yelling at Dad? Why are you so disobedient? Didn't the mother who should explain it explain it to you?"

George looked at Chi Yanfeng and Qin Rou, tears streaming down his face.

"Dad, Mom, must we go?"

Chi Yanfeng didn't speak.

Qin Rou said seriously: "I have to go! There is no discussion!"

She is also very heartbroken, but the matter has come to this point, if Chi Yanfeng is willing to send her away and settle the old man's side, she can still withdraw as long as she can.

Regardless of whether he still has feelings for Chi Yanfeng or not, he is already with An Shuyao.

She had tasted the feeling of being forced to separate before.

How painful it is, she knows better than anyone else.

Now that the decision has been made, it is necessary to make it clear to George, otherwise, once this little guy gets stubborn, there is really no way to deal with it.

Hearing what Qin Rou said, and seeing Chi Yanfeng avoiding his eyes and not answering, George raised his head and cried loudly.

He stomped and ran back upstairs, slamming the door of his room.

Chi Yanfeng was a little worried, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, he won't cry after crying for a while."

"Why do you have to tell him so directly? Wouldn't it be better to wait until France to explain slowly."

"You never show up. He will know sooner or later. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It's all my fault. I shouldn't bring him back."

The son cried heart-rendingly, and Qin Rou felt more distressed than anyone else.

But no way.

There was really nothing she could do.

Several hours passed like this.

Chi Yanfeng went to the study to deal with work, and Qin Rou was packing things outside.

Although she has only lived here for a short time, her and George's things have taken up several large suitcases, especially George's toys, which are too numerous to count.

Packing it up takes a lot of time.

After finishing everything, Qin Rou knocked on George's door.

"Son, you haven't finished crying yet? Open the door for Mom, and Mom will see you."

Qin Rou leaned on the door, pricked up her ears to listen, but after listening for a long time, she didn't hear any sound, not even crying.

She knocked hard on the door a few times.

"George, it's mother, you open the door quickly."

Still no movement.

She panicked, turned around and ran to the study, and pushed open the door of the study, "Where is the spare key for George's room?"

Chi Yanfeng was taken aback by her, "What's wrong?"

"George locked himself in the house. No matter how I called him, he didn't respond. I was afraid that something would happen to him!"

Aunt Hong has always been keeping the spare keys at home, but he doesn't know it.

After closing the document in his hand, he got up and walked to the door of George's room. He knocked and called for a long time, but there was still no response.

Qin Rou cried anxiously.

Walking around in place, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I thought it would be fine if he lost his temper. How could I be so careless and leave him alone in the room."

She lay on the door and knocked hard, "Son, don't let anything happen to you! Otherwise, how can you let my mother live, and how can I live!"

Chi Yanfeng stepped aside and called An Shuyao.

"Shuyao, do you know where the spare key at home is?"

An Shuyao had just come out of the shower, and when she received a call from Chi Yanfeng, she thought that something was wrong with him.

"Chi Yanfeng, your technique of deliberately finding topics is too bad, isn't it?"

"George locked himself in the room and didn't move at all. Maybe something happened. I need to know where the spare key is right away. If you don't know, go ask Aunt Hong now."

He spoke in a tone full of concern and urgency.

Hearing that it was about children, An Shuyao's heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "It's in the drawer under the TV cabinet in the living room."

As soon as the voice fell, Chi Yanfeng hung up the phone.

She was slightly startled, feeling a sense of loss in her heart, then shook her head and laughed.

Aunt Hong poked her head out when she heard the voice, "Ma'am, are you talking to me?"

An Shuyao didn't respond, she went to the living room and sat on the sofa. She was in a good mood, but was abruptly affected by his phone call.

On the one hand, she was really worried that something would happen to George.

On the other hand, she was very disappointed.

After all, Chi Yanfeng cared about that child.

I care very much.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Now that he has decided to separate, it has nothing to do with him whether he cares or not!

An Shuyao waved her hand and slapped herself to teach herself a lesson. Things have come to this point and there is no room for turning back. They are still daydreaming at home all day long.

The villa that was once tailor-made for you has now lived in a new hostess.

What the hell are you expecting!
Aunt Hong came out, just in time to see her twitching herself, and ran over in fright, "Oh madam, what are you doing? Tell Aunt Hong what's the matter, don't be so overwhelmed."

An Shuyao suppressed her tears and said with a smile, "Aunt Hong, I'm fine, there's a mosquito on my face, I'm going to kill it."

Aunt Hong sighed, "Ma'am, how could there be mosquitoes in this twelfth lunar month?"

An Shuyao was speechless.

Aunt Hong sat next to her, "I just heard that you answered a phone call? Is it from your husband?"

Aunt Hong is still Aunt Hong back then.

Although she came to An's house, her address to An Shuyao and Chi Yanfeng remained unchanged.

Looking at her face, An Shuyao could recall a lot about her past happiness.

Thinking about it now, the pain that had been suppressed with great difficulty came out again, causing her to twitch in pain.

"Aunt Hong!" She threw herself into her arms, crying uncontrollably.