Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Mrs. Huarong didn't get any benefits and left angrily.

An Duoer followed behind, before she could speak, Mrs. Hua Rong raised her hand and slapped her across the face: "What's the use of keeping you, even a man can't handle it!"

Anduo'er blushed: "Ma'am, I—"

"Forget it, Zhan Beixiao is a tough ax bone. Since he can't handle it, he can only become an enemy."

Mrs. Hua Rong said with a sullen face: "Welcome banquet, you make one last effort, if it doesn't work, I'll send you to Fei Li."

Zhan Beixiao and Fei Li had to decide which one to choose.

An Duoer's face was pale, her eye circles were red: "I see."

The two left one after the other. On the second floor, King Fei Hang had a full view of this scene.

"See, there is no one around me that I can trust. I hope you can stay and inherit my position."

Zhan Beixiao stood with his hands behind his back: "I can't believe it either."

"But you are my son." Feihang Wangjue said: "I know you hate me, the things back then were too complicated, I couldn't keep Mianmian, I had to send you away, but I didn't expect that it would take 30 years to leave -"

"After Mianmian married me, she endured a lot. I was surrounded by tigers and wolves. She was in a bad state of mind. Later, she was forced to cut off contact with the Gu family, and there was a gap between me and me, but I always wanted to give her What he wants is that I am useless, unable to protect her, even before she died, he would not believe me, he would rather believe in Gu Chenyu, who is thousands of miles away."

When Fei Hang mentioned Gu Mian, his eyes were scarlet: "I know you blame me, and I also blame myself. If I hadn't found you yet, and the responsibility on my shoulders, I would have gone to her long ago."

He waited for 30 years and finally he came back.

He wanted to find his Mianmian.

Zhan Beixiao lowered his eyelids: "I will not stay in Huacheng, my home is in the imperial capital."

"That--"

"Your prince is up to you. I think the huge royal family can always find a prince who is more suitable than me. I just want to live my own life with peace of mind. I don't have such big ambitions. I can afford to fight." To deal with the pressure of a country, I don't want my wife to follow in the footsteps of Princess Xie Daier."

When Fei Hang heard the last half of the sentence, his face changed suddenly, and after a long while, he struggled to utter a few words.

"Even if you don't want to inherit, can you...leave Huaguo after I die. I want to stay with you for a while while I'm alive."

He was powerless to interfere with Zhan Beixiao's decision, and he also knew that the son in front of him was beyond his control.

"Welcome banquet, my wife will come, I hope you can accept her, at least don't hate her."

Zhan Beixiao stated his own conditions, "Since we were together, countless people felt that she was not good enough for me and that her intentions were impure, but I knew very well that my wife had always stood firmly by my side. , I have never been worthy of her."

His life was in a bad situation, and the people around him almost conspired against him.

And Bai Yangyang chose him time and time again, letting him know that it turned out to be such a happy thing to be chosen.

Prince Fei Hang was stunned for a moment, then he thought of Bai Yangyang.

That girl looks good, why is she not accepted?

"Okay, I can make you like it so much, I think it has something special, why don't you move to the mansion after the welcome banquet."

King Feihang sensed that Zhan Beixiao wanted to refuse, and immediately added: "Just be with me for the last time, I don't have much time now."

The words of Zhan Beixiao's refusal came into his throat, and he finally agreed.

"Don't embarrass her, let alone start with her. Once I know that you treat her badly, I will leave Hwaseong immediately."

This is his bottom line.

King Feihang nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go back earlier."

Zhan Beixiao went all the way back to the hotel.

In the suite, the lights were still on.

The welcome banquet was approaching, so Bai Yangyang had to learn etiquette during the day, and at night, someone arranged by Zhan Beixiao had to come to measure the size and order a dress.

She was only wearing a thin inner lining, and with her hands outstretched, the female designer was taking measurements.

Hear the door open.

"Master Zhan, you're back."

Bai Yangyang heard the reputation and looked away.

The man hummed, took off his coat and hung it aside, and checked his pocket with one hand.

Looking up, she saw her tightly gripped waist, and her eyes were deep: "How did you study today?"

"pretty good."

The female designer measured the size and left wisely.

Bai Yangyang walked in front of him barefoot, wrapping his small arms around his neck: "Master Zhan, your face is ugly, what's wrong?"

Bai Yangyang thought that he and Wang Jue didn't get along very well.

"After the welcome banquet, he wants us to move back to the prince's mansion, you—"

"If he treats you well, I have no problem."

Bai Yangyang immediately understood what he meant, and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhan, if he can really make you feel a father's love, I support all your choices, and I am willing to move there with you."

From birth to now, Zhan Beixiao has never felt a father's love.

In the past, Zhan Jinnan didn't bother to give him these things, and only treated him as a bastard.

Now that Prince Feihang wanted to make up for it, she couldn't be a roadblock.

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his big hand fell on her waist: "Little boy is so kind to me."

He kissed her stickily, the back of Bai Yangyang's ears turned red, her little face was flushed and hot.

"Master Zhan, don't do this—"

She was a little unnatural, and her war thoughts were still in the suite.

Zhan Beixiao didn't care too much, and picked her up. Bai Yangyang subconsciously hooked her around his neck, feeling dizzy for a while, and then was pressed on the bed.

The man leans forward.

"Did you finish measuring just now?"

Bai Yangyang swallowed, distracted: "It should be almost—"

"They didn't measure accurately, I'll help you." The man lowered his head, biting her earlobe, "My husband is the most accurate."

Bai Yangyang was so weak that he had no strength to push away.

The atmosphere was on fire, and the temperature soared.

"that--"

A weak voice came from the corner, and Zhan Si swallowed his saliva: "Brother, why don't you start again after I go out?"

Zhan Siren was stupid.

She just came in to take a shower, but as soon as she came out, she saw such an exciting scene, she wanted to poke her eyes.

Bai Yangyang immediately pushed Zhan Beixiao away and got under the blanket, not daring to see anyone.

Zhan Beixiao looked at Zhan Si: "Why are you here?"

"Brother, there is a problem with the water heater in my room, so I came here. I really didn't mean it, you go on, you go on—" Zhan Sigou furiously left the master bedroom, and then Sa Yazi left.

Zhan Beixiao lowered his eyes, and dug Bai Yangyang out of the quilt: "Why didn't you tell me that she was there?"

"I……"

I remembered it just now, and then I forgot it.

Zhan Beixiao took off his shirt and moved closer: "Now that the person is gone, let's continue measuring."

Bai Yangyang: ...

"How to measure the size, Xiaoguai teach me?"

Zhan Beixiao pretended not to know how to ask questions, Bai Yangyang blushed and trembled with anger.

This dog man, can you stop being such a dog!