Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"Where are you going to eat?" A deep voice came from the cab, which made An and Lele in the back row stunned.

Only then did I realize that it seemed that the time for dinner had already passed, and they hadn't had dinner yet.

"I'm going to eat KFC," Lele announced loudly, "I want to invite..."

"Junk food," came a cold voice from the front, ruthlessly expressing opposition.

"What kind of junk food, people like the chicken wings," Lele muttered unhappily, but didn't object any more.

"Mr. An, where do you want to eat?" Lele immediately threw the question to An Rou.

"I..." An Rou just said "I", and the phone rang at this moment.

"I'll answer the phone first," An Rou smiled apologetically at Lele, then took out her cell phone, but it was Shi Jingtian who called.

"Where is it?" Shi Jingtian's voice was clearly displeased: "What time is it and you still go home?"

"I have something to do outside, I'll be right back," An Rou finished speaking, and hung up the phone without waiting for Shi Jingtian to speak again.

"I'm going home," An Rou looked at Lele apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll treat you to dinner next time."

"Is there no time for a meal?" Lele pouted, not very happy that An Rou was leaving at this time.

An Rou shook her head, reached out and stroked his little head: "It's really something, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

After saying this, An Rou said to Tong Zhensheng in the cab in front, "Please stop at the intersection of the subway station in front of Mr. Tong, I'll just take the subway back."

"I'll drive you back," Tong Zhensheng's voice was calm and steady, and he could not refuse.

"I really don't need it," An Rou quickly declined, "The entrances and exits of the rich houses on the water's edge and the avenue are not so obvious, and I passed by by accident. It's very convenient for me to go back by subway, and I'll be there in ten minutes."

After An Rou said that, Tong Zhensheng naturally didn't insist anymore, and quickly drove towards the subway entrance ahead.

"Thank you, Mr. Tong," An Rou pushed the door and got out of the car, then waved to Lele again: "Lele, goodbye!"

"Goodbye, Teacher An!" Lele lay on the side of the car window, waving at An Rou who was standing under the streetlight.

The weather in August is extremely hot even at night, especially after getting off the car, An Rou instinctively felt a gust of hot wind blowing towards her face.

She stood by the flower bed next to the avenue, looked at the little guy in the Phaeton with a sweet smile on his face, and waved goodbye to her.

She didn't turn around and leave immediately, but watched the two low-key and restrained Phaeton cars slowly enter the traffic flow, until they disappeared into the sea of ​​cars, then she turned and walked towards the subway entrance not far away.

........

In the Phaeton, Lele had already climbed from the back seat to the front passenger seat.

"Dad, what do you think of Xiaorou?"

"Xiaorou?" Tong Zhensheng didn't react for a while.

"It's Teacher An," Lele quickly explained: "Ms. An's full name is An Rou, and I think calling her Xiaorou sounds nice."

"Where is there a student who calls the teacher by the nickname casually?" Tong Zhensheng immediately educated his son seriously: "The teacher is the teacher, do you understand that you should respect the teacher? Didn't your kindergarten teacher teach you?"

"She's not my kindergarten teacher," Lele curled her lips: "Besides, I can't be so young all my life, and she can't be my teacher all my life."

Tong Zhensheng kept his eyes on the front, driving the car intently, ignoring his son's talking to himself.

Lele didn't expect his always indifferent father to answer the corner of his mouth. He took out his mobile phone from his bag, swiped it twice quickly, and then said happily.

"The photo of Xiaorou helping me wash my pants is so beautiful, especially the movement of her bowing her head, which is so beautiful."

Saying that, Lele gave the mobile phone to Tong Zhensheng's eyes: "Dad, don't you think Xiaorou is very beautiful?"

Tong Zhensheng glanced down perfunctorily, and frowned slightly: "When did you take this picture?"

"It's when you go to your room to change," Lele replied truthfully.

"Delete." Tong Zhensheng said coldly.

"I don't," Lele immediately hugged the phone tightly in her arms like a baby, and couldn't help muttering: "Dad, can't you always know this coldly? You are such a gentle girl like Xiao Rou, you always That way she will be scared away by you."

"If you scare Xiaorou away, what should I do?"

Tong Zhensheng felt that his throat was a little dry, so he took out a box of lozenges from the locker next to him, peeled off one and put it in his mouth, ignoring what his son was muttering.

"I always thought that I liked the kind of second aunt, but after meeting Xiaorou, I realized that the kind of second aunt is not suitable for me, and the kind of Xiaorou is my favorite."

Lele said to herself: "Dad, you must not understand how I felt at that time. She held me in her arms, and I lay on her shoulders, snuggling tightly in her arms. How happy it was , I was thinking at the time, how great it would be if I could be with her for the rest of my life..."

Lele talked for a long time but found no response, looked up and found that Tong Zhensheng was just driving silently, ignoring his words at all.

"Hey, Dad, I'm talking to you." Lele couldn't help shouting.

It was the first time in history that he fell in love with a woman, and he was the first to tell his father, but in the end he was completely ignored by his father, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"I really don't understand why you always have throat lozenges." Lele glared at him angrily.

The cold-faced god who was driving finally responded: "I don't understand why you always like to wear pullovers."

"The jumper is convenient and convenient," Lele roared angrily, "it's not like your shirts, which have one button after another, how much time does it take to just button up?"

After Lele yelled this sentence, she panted heavily, sat on the seat with her hands crossed over her chest, and said in a rough voice: "Dad, how big is the generation gap between us? Why can't you always understand what I say?" understand?"

"Can you understand my words?" Tong Zhensheng frowned.

"I don't understand!" Lele replied very positively: "That's why I said that the generation gap between the two of us is not a little, but a big one."

Speaking of this, Lele sighed heavily again: "I think Xiaorou understands me better. Sometimes I just raise my head a little bit, and she knows what I want to say later? Not at all. I need to spend all my time talking to her."

Tong Zhensheng's face was always gloomy, and he didn't turn his head to look at the little guy beside him who kept talking to himself, as if what he said were all empty.