The little wife of the cold-faced boss

The three sat down at the dining table, looking like a family of three.

The sun shines on the dining table, reflecting an extremely harmonious scene.

Yang Zao cooks western food.

For Yang Le, he prepared spaghetti with tomato and a small steak.

And she and Nangong Sijue both had fried steak and some bacon and ham.

The reason why Yang Zao didn't cook Chinese food was because the dishes in Chinese food were served plate by plate. If she wanted to start, she would have to suffer herself.

But western food is different. The plates are all separated, so she can enjoy a delicious lunch with her son.

But the treatment Nangong Sijue received was naturally not like this.

"Eat quickly." Yang Zao urged him to eat.

On the one hand, he cut the beef for his son and took care of him to eat first.

"I thought you could only cook Chinese food, but I didn't expect your western food to be so good. I will definitely eat all of them."

Nangong Sijue picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the beef slowly.

He is an elegant and meticulous man.

Each piece of beef can be cut to about the same size.

What surprised Yang Zao was that he didn't eat while cutting, but after the whole plate of steak was cut, he pushed the plate in front of Yang Zao: "You eat this plate, I'll cut it for you."

Afterwards, he went to serve the plate in front of Yang Zao.

Yang Zao never expected that he would come up with this move.Hurry up and grab your own plate of steak: "No, I won't eat what you cut. You can eat it yourself. If I want to eat it, I will cut it myself."

Yang Zao's flustered appearance made Nangong Sijue even more slightly raised.

From the time she kindly promised him to stay for dinner and urged him to eat, he knew that this girl had no good intentions.

He just saw through her little Jiujiu just now, and deliberately wanted to get her back.

"Lele, I cut a steak for you, do you want to eat it?"

Nangong Sijue saw that Yang Zao hadn't shown his original shape, so he handed the plate of steak to Yang Le.

Yang Le picked up the fork and went to eat.

Yang Zao quickly grabbed the plate of beef and dumped the beef into the trash can.

"Lele, this plate of beef is dirty, you are not allowed to eat it."

"Oh, yes, Mommy."

Yang Le nodded obediently.

Nangong Sijue shrugged with a smile, and told her with a see-through look, don't make trouble.

She is still tender to plot against him.

Because he poured out a plate of steak, Yang Zao didn't remake it for Nangong Sijue, so he ate the lunch just like that.

After lunch, Yang Zao coaxed Yang Le to sleep, and carried him to the bedroom to sleep.

He himself sat down in front of the sofa, and had a serious conversation with Nangong Sijue about Song Xingyao's company.

"How can you let Song go?"

"Back to me, I have only one condition."

"You are so mean."

"He should have paid the price for robbing you from me. Between Song Shi and you, he chose Song Shi."

"What do you mean?" Yang Zao asked him seriously.

"The Song family has a dinner tonight. The second lady of the Ning family, Ning Wei, who was the actress Vivian back then, will also be there. The two families are going to discuss marriage matters. He could have postponed the dinner, but he can agree tonight .”

"Nangong Sijue, don't you think that what you do will only make me hate you more?"

"After eliminating any rivals in love, I will make you fall in love with me again, but it is only a matter of time."

The conversation between the two did not lead to any results, and neither one compromised the other.

Finally, Yang Zao looked at him impatiently: "Why don't you leave?"

"My house hasn't been cleaned yet, so I can't sleep well when I go back."

"Then you still want to sleep here?"

"Of course I want to." Nangong Sijue said the truth without any concealment.

"Okay, then go to sleep, I went back to my room and went to sleep."

Yang Zao got up and went back to the room.

Only a gurgling sound was heard.

Yang Zao looked back at him: "Are you hungry?"

"Well, I didn't eat at noon, and I'm not an iron man."

"I admit, you're smart. There was mustard water in the beef plate at noon. Go eat when you're hungry, don't hang around with me." Yang Zao stared at him in disgust.

Nangong Sijue got up suddenly, picked up Yang Zao, and went into her bedroom.

The bedroom door was then closed and locked by him.

"Nangong Sijue, are you crazy?" Yang Zao was thrown onto the bed by him.

She struggled to sit up and scolded him angrily.

"You make it louder, lest your son hear it."

"If you dare to touch me, I will never forgive you."

"It's as if you'll forgive me if I don't touch you."

"shameless bastard……"

The five years of longing drove Nangong Sijue completely mad.

He didn't even know how he persisted.

Seeing her appear in front of him, the only thing he wanted to do was to have her again.

……

There was a knock on the door from my son.

Yang Zao tidied himself hastily, then kicked Nangong Sijue into the bathroom, and then opened the door for his son.

"Mommy, is uncle gone?"

"Well, he's gone."

"But uncle's coat is still here, I'll go and return it to him, does uncle live next door from today?".
Faced with his son's question, Yang Zao didn't want to answer at all.

She squatted down, walked out of the bedroom with her son in her arms, and closed the bedroom door.

Bringing his son to the living room, Yang Zao looked at Yang Le solemnly: "Lele, Mommy asks you, do you really like that uncle?"

"Yes, it's a pity that Mommy doesn't like him." Yang Le looked frustrated.

"What if Mommy likes it?"

"Then let him go back to Lele. Lele knows that he is my father. His biological father."

From Lele's longing eyes, Yang Zao detected his love for Nangong Sijue and his biological father.

This kind of family love that blood is thicker than water cannot be blocked.

Although Song Xingyao had always treated him like his own son, he was still easily taken down by Nangong Sijue, the biological father who had just appeared not long ago.

After Nangong Sijue moved in next door to her house, he started his life of brazenly looking for a sense of presence.

Without a spoon, he knocked on Yang Zao's door and asked her to borrow it.

Yang Zao slammed the door shut.

There was no mop, so he knocked on Yang Zao's door and asked her to borrow it.

Yang Zao folded his arms and glared at him angrily: "Nangong Sijue, I just want to ask you, is there something wrong with you? Don't act like you really know how to mop the floor? You even have to borrow a mop , you, a big president, can't even afford a mop?"

"You know, my goal is not to mop, but to see you. Where's our son?"

Nangong Sijue brazenly put his arms around her shoulders, and they entered her apartment together.

Yang Zao stepped on his feet hard.

The man was indifferent, "Hitting is kissing and scolding is love. The more you hate me, the more you love me."

"Neuropathy."

……

This way of getting along lasted for more than half a month.

Song Xingyao only came back from the company once.

After returning, he came to Yang Zao's apartment to visit Yang Zao and Yang Le.

"What's going on with the company?"

Yang Zao made him a cup of hot tea.

Song Xingyao smiled faintly, and drank a cup of hot tea, "Xiaozao, if I married someone else, would you blame me?"

"No, Senior Song, I've delayed you for five full years. You really should find a woman of the right family to marry. Instead of wasting time on me and Lele, I always feel ashamed of you. "

"Xiaozao, I understand." Song Xingyao smiled bitterly.

He came here just to get an affirmative answer from Yang Zao.

Whenever she said something about not wanting him to marry someone else, she wanted him to continue to take care of their mother and son.

He will risk everything, regardless of the life and death of the Song family, regardless of the threats of his parents, to accompany them and protect them from all over the world.

Unfortunately, he is a superfluous existence after all.

"Xiaozao, I'm sorry, I may not be able to take care of you and Lele. My father helped me arrange a marriage. I still told Ning Wei, is this fate? After going around for five years, I married It's her."

"Professor Song, I still say the same thing, do you really like him? Don't marry if you don't like him. I want you to marry the woman you really like, who is worthy of you."

"You are the woman I really like, but will you marry me?" Song Xingyao smiled faintly.

"No. Because I'm not a woman worthy of you."

"Except for you, it's the same to marry anyone. I believe, Nangong Sijue, he will take good care of you. I wish you happiness."

……

The moment Song Xingyao walked out of the apartment door.

Yang Zao knew that he would never lose Song Xingyao, who was as warm as his big brother.

She selfishly took up his guardianship and protection for five years.

It's time for him to go back and find more fulfilling happiness.

After all, she herself was a selfish person, so selfish that she couldn't bear to make room for Song Xingyao.

Song Xingyao and Ning Wei's wedding was not a big deal, and the two posted a marriage certificate on their Moments and made a fuss about it.

Nangong Sijue came to the house to eat and drink as usual.

Lele likes him more and more, every day uncle long and uncle short follow behind him*.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

New Year's Eve is approaching.

Father Yang received news that he was critically ill.

Yang Zao took Yang Le to return to Qingcheng immediately.

Early in the morning, Nangong Sijue arranged for a private jet, packed Yang Zao and Yang Le on the plane, and sent them back to Qingcheng together.

After getting off the plane and sitting in the car back to Yang's house, Yang Zao felt unfamiliar with the passing vehicles and the bustling high-rise buildings on the road.

I haven't been back for five years, and everything seems to have changed.

Everything became unknown to her.