Remarried honey love, let's not make trouble, Uncle President

151: You are not someone else Rong Xiuye's hand fell on her head, and I don't know how to comfort her. He knows better than anyone the pain Anhao has suffered these years, and he knows why she can bear it and survive. What, if you really want to stop her, it will be more uncomfortable than killing her.

Sighing, Rong Xiuye ​​said, "Then you have to be careful, and you must protect yourself. I'll talk to my brother. Also, you have to remember that you are not alone, we are all your family."

"Yeah." An Hao raised her head, her eyes sparkling with tears, and she said to Rong Xiuye, "Brother, don't worry, although Jing Boyan has amnesia, he is not stupid, and Jing Zimo never...does anything to him, I have him and my child as a shield and Jing Zimo dare not do anything to me."

Rong Xiuye ​​nodded, "Zheng Haonan is at the customs now, he has seized Jing Zimo's goods several times, the two of them are dirty, you can join forces with Zheng Haonan to deal with him."

Anhao pulled a tissue to wipe her tears. She was wearing waterproof make-up, and it didn't hurt to cry, but she still looked in the mirror uneasy, "Brother, do you think they would recognize me if I had no makeup?"

Rong Xiuye ​​was also not sure, "It depends on who, the person who is most likely to recognize you has lost his memory, and the rest may not be able to recognize you. After all, you have changed a lot, and the most important thing is that your temperament is completely different. "

"I wonder if it's Xin Gan, will she recognize it? It's already June, and in three months, she should come out."

Rong Xiuye ​​stretched out his hand to hold her cold fingers, comforting, "Don't think too much, deal with what's in front of you first."

The night was deep, and the place without lights was dark and endless, just like the long night where there was no light for countless times, she has been waiting for the sun to rise again.

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Tonight, Mayfair is not generally good. She is not picky when eating, and she automatically goes to do her homework after eating, and then goes to bed after eight o'clock in the evening.

Jing Boyan knew that she was narrow-minded, but he didn't point it out. No matter who she turned to to complain this time, he would definitely use this tutor.

Sure enough, after closing the door, Mayfair called Jing Zimo with her mobile phone.

Jing Zimo was on a business trip and was in a nightclub with local officials. He watched coldly a group of pious people who were promiscuous under the temptation of alcohol and women, and became more cold and calm.

Seeing Mayfair's incoming call displayed on his phone, his heart warmed and he picked it up.

"Hello, Uncle." Fei'er's voice was so low that Jing Zimo couldn't hear clearly. He opened the door of the box and went outside.

"Fair, are you still asleep?"

"Well, uncle, where are you, Fei'er misses you." The little girl's voice was crying, purely to make Jing Zimo feel anxious.

Jing Zimo became anxious when he heard it, and he hurriedly said: "Fei'er is not crying, uncle is on a business trip, what's the matter with you? Did dad scold you again?"

Fei'er sobbed and said, "My dad, my dad found me a tutor again, it's that bad woman, today that bad woman bullied me together with Zheng Youran, and Dad even helped her."

"Speak slowly." Jing Zimo couldn't understand, he frowned, feeling irritable.

Although Fei'er is only eight or nine years old, her language skills are very strong. After a while, she explained the whole story clearly. Of course, she didn't dare to say that she caught the caterpillar and put it in Yoyo's neck.

Jing Zimo didn't care about this, what he cared about was the woman who suddenly appeared and looked like Gu Yunchu, frowning and thinking, he comforted Fei'er, "Don't like her? It's okay, then you can give her a good look , Let her know that our little Princess Feier is not easy to mess with, daddy and uncle will call immediately, don't cry, go to bed right now, otherwise it won't be pretty."

To put Fei'er to sleep, he didn't call Jing Boyan immediately, but dialed another phone number.

"How did the person I asked you to investigate?"

The person at the other end of the conversation said: "So far, I only know that her name is Rong Anhao and she is an American citizen, nothing else."

Jing Zimo sneered, "If you give you so much money, will you just listen to this?"

The man hurriedly apologized, "Mr. Jing, give me some more time, and I'll send someone to the United States to investigate."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Zimo pounded his forehead with his fist, took a few deep breaths, and then dialed Jing Boyan's number.

After only a few rings, Jing Boyan picked up the phone, and without waiting for Jing Zimo to speak, he said directly: "Zimo, Fei'er has filed a complaint with you?"

This kind of straight-to-the-point made it impossible for Jing Zimo to continue his prepared lines, so he could only admit, "You want me to cry, why did you upset her?"

"Today she caught caterpillars and put them in Yoyo's clothes, and they stung people's backs. This child is really undisciplined. I feel ashamed."

Jing Zimo felt helpless, "Second Brother, are you blaming me?"

"I don't blame you, but you are not allowed to spoil her in the future. I think Anhao will be able to manage her well. Why don't you try."

"Well? Second brother, don't you think that woman approached you with a purpose? Do you know who she is? Will it be dangerous to lead her to the child?"

Jing Boyan chuckled, "I thought you had already investigated her clearly."

Jing Zimo frowned slightly, no matter whether Jing Boyan lost his memory or became stupid, he was as fierce as a knife and full of domineering.

This kind of second brother is what he pursued all his life. In order to get him, he would rather fall into hell.

Thinking of this, he stretched his brows, and said with a smile: "I'm just talking casually, who would have thought that she would appear again, so let's do it first, if she can really teach Mayfair well, it will be worth it."

"That's how it is, take care." Jing Boyan said a few words indifferently, and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, second brother, second sister-in-law's memorial day is coming soon, is today still the same as in previous years?"

Jing Boyan frowned, "Let's talk about it when you come back, there are still a few days anyway."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone on the table, stood up and walked to the room where his wedding photos were placed.

Opening this room every time is like holding ten thousand keys to try the door lock of the room, losing patience and hope in repeated mistakes.

The man in the photo is obviously him, but now it feels like he is looking at a pair of strangers who have nothing to do with him. He can even stand in the position of a bystander, but he really doesn’t feel nothing. It hurts, but he doesn’t know where the pain is. .

Tonight, it feels a little different.

Maybe it's because Jing Zimo said that her memorial day is coming. In previous years, Jing Boyan's health was not good, but every time her memorial day was always cloudy and rainy, he couldn't go. It was Jing Zimo who brought flowers to worship. This year , he wanted to go by himself.

There was only one wall lamp turned on in the room, illuminating the woman's face vaguely and mysteriously. He stood at the left side of the door and just saw three-quarters of her profile.

"Huh?" He frowned, why does she look somewhat similar to An Hao?

He froze for a moment, then went back to the front, looked carefully, and felt that it didn't look like it.

First of all, the temperament is not the same.

Gu Yunchu is just like her name, drifting away like a cloud, with a clear and clean temperament all over her body. If she wears ancient clothes, she must be a talented woman like Li Qingzhao.But An Hao is different. Although her facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, with the rich outline, the whole person exudes this charming aura, like a red poppy flower, with addictive poison in her bones.

Returning to the original position, Jing Boyan closed his eyes and opened them again, still the same.

He closed the door quietly and went to Mayfair's room.

Mayfair had fallen asleep, her eyes were covered with thick eyelashes, long and curly, like a delicate doll.

Fei'er never mentioned her mother, as if she didn't have one. It stands to reason that at that age, she should remember her mother. Looking at the children of Zheng's family, Jing Boyan frowned when she thought of this. When she was at school today, An Hao called the child Yoyo, How did she know Zheng Youran's nickname? Could it be that Jing Ziyan mentioned it again?

The next morning, at 7:50, the doorbell rang, Mrs. Li opened the door, and Anhao walked in with a clean body.

She is wearing a pair of denim shorts and a small white T-shirt. The style is simple and elegant, and the front and back are not exposed. The only shortcoming is that the shorts are too short, revealing two slender white thighs, and the T-shirt is too tight and too small. You can see the round belly button.

Generally speaking, it's okay, Jing Boyan can't stare at other people's bodies all day long, so wearing it like this is considered a pass.

Jing Boyan's breakfast is very rich, because Jing Zimo sometimes comes over to eat, so he cooks more every day, and today is no exception.

Anhao rubbed her stomach, "There are crystal shrimp dumplings, and I haven't eaten yet."

Jing Boyan slowly refused the food, and then said to her: "Sit down and eat together."

An Hao immediately dragged the chair and sat down. She took the initiative to serve herself a bowl of porridge, and seeing that Jing Boyan's bowl was half empty, she asked, "Can I get you some more?"

Jing Boyan shook his head: "No, I don't like porridge."

"Drink even if you don't like it, you have a bad stomach."

Jing Boyan put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a half-smile, "Did Jing Ziyan tell you that I have a stomach problem?"

An Hao hurriedly shook her head: "I saw it in a gossip magazine."

The reason is that she regards Jing Boyan as a three-year-old child, and today he has no intention of letting her go, took a sip of the porridge, and snorted coldly: "Anhao, what is your purpose of approaching me with such ulterior motives?"

Anhao was slowly peeling a boiled egg, and put it on the plate in front of Jing Boyan, "There is only one purpose, and that is to take care of you. I feel that you are not doing well these years. Look, you have lost weight." , Eat an egg to make up for it."

Jing Boyan vomited blood angrily at her serious and joking words, but after thinking about it, she felt that what she said was interesting, as if she was someone like him.

Sending the egg back to her, he said detachedly, "I don't eat eggs peeled by others."

An Hao raised her eyebrows, she didn't know why she said quickly, "You won't eat what Jing Zimo peeled for you?"

Jing Boyan's eyes sharpened, "What do you mean?"

Anhao smiled lazily, "I just think you are hypocritical, you don't eat what others peeled, but you don't eat if your relatives peeled it?"

Jing Boyan looked at her with strange eyes, "If you don't eat, besides, Zimo knows my habits, so he won't make fun of himself."

An Hao lowered her head and poked the egg on the plate with her chopsticks, the egg yolk and white were all broken, it looked very unattractive.

"There was a custom in the place where I lived when I was a child. Whenever someone gave birth to a child, they boiled a lot of eggs, and then dyed them red with a red pigment and distributed them to the neighbors. For the people there, eggs are a luxury. Yes, given a few eggs, adults are generally reluctant to eat them and share them with their children."

Jing Boyan didn't speak, and waited quietly for her to continue.

However, she didn't say anything, and ate the unrecognizable egg poked by her in one bite.

"And then?" Jing Boyan asked her without holding back.

"What then, you said the egg? No then, that's it."

Jing Boyan thought she was going to tell some bitter story, but he didn't expect that she told a bad joke, and suddenly got a little angry, and took away the half-eaten egg with a spoon.

"what are you doing?"

Jing Boyan stuffed it into his mouth and ate it, "Eat eggs, don't you understand?"

"Didn't you never eat eggs peeled by others?" He knew that he might not be able to step down if he asked these questions, but Anhao refused to give him this step.

Jing Boyan thought about where he needed someone to give him a step, he calmly wiped the yolk crumbs off his mouth, "You are not someone else, you are my family's tutor."

Is this how all rogues are made?No wonder his daughter is like that!

Mayfair is going to school this Friday.

Jing Boyan arranged a job for her. She would pick up the child with the driver in the afternoon, go home at night to help her with homework and sleep with her, and help the child tidy up, have breakfast, and send her to school the next morning.

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Anhao nodded, "Of course."

"If you are familiar with the road conditions, you can take your children to and from school by yourself in the future."

An laughed, "It really is an evil capitalist, and it saved another driver's money."

Jing Boyan answered seriously: "I think about it from the perspective of saving costs, and you should feel honored. I dare to entrust my daughter to you who don't know whether your driving skills are good or bad."

"Okay, I understand. Mr. Jing, what am I doing here during the day now? Can I go out?"

Jing Boyan refused, "No, I'll ask Aunt Li to take you to your room later, you use this day to make a plan for me, and I'll read it tonight."

Returning the plan, it really is an evil capitalist.

After Jing Boyan gave her orders, she went to work. Mrs. Li took her upstairs, and she introduced whose room it was as she walked. The one on Fei'er's left was Jing Zimo's, and he sometimes stayed here.

Mrs. Li pointed to the room at the end of the corridor and said, "You'd better not go in that house, sir, he hates other people going in."

Anhao was very interested, "He won't be like Bluebeard hanging the feet of a room full of women."

Mrs. Li amused her, "How can it be, it's full of our wife's relics."

"Oh," An Hao replied in a long voice, looking at the room with a little distracted eyes.

Anhao’s room has a large window, a bay window on the floor, and a light green gauze curtain. The green is really very light. If it is opened and blown by the wind, it will be white. Only when it is gathered together can it show a little Green and refreshing, like matcha ice cream, Anhao fell in love with this room almost at first sight.

The layout in the room is simple and generous. It looks ordinary, but in fact, it is the world's top production film to pick up anything casually. She opened the small suitcase, arranged the clothes one by one, and hung them up.

After getting the clothes done, she tidied up the room again, then sat on the bay window, asked Mrs. Li for a cup of tea, and while drinking, she typed out the plan with a notebook.

At noon, Mrs. Li cooked the meal, two simple dishes and one soup, all of which were very light. An ate half a bowl of rice and drank a bowl of shredded chicken skin and bamboo shoot soup.

After dinner, she took a nap, and it was three o'clock.

She got up, feeling lazy in all her bones, went downstairs for a walk, and she saw the swimming pool.

Although the swimming pool here is indoors, it has been recirculated when it was designed, and someone comes to clean it every day, so the water is clear and blue, which is very attractive.

Squatting by the edge of the pool, An Hao fiddled with the water with her hands.

This time she became addicted to playing, and Aunt Li was not there at this time, and she was alone in the whole house, so she went back to her room and changed into her swimsuit.

In the past, she couldn't swim at all. She still remembered that time in Shanghai where he pushed her into the water, and then raised her up for artificial respiration. Thinking about it now, it seemed as far away as something in her previous life.

Now, she has learned to swim, but she doesn't know whether it is because he is not around, or because she learned that he is not around.

Swimming is addictive, Anhao swims back and forth like a mermaid.

Because Jing Boyan forgot an important document in his home computer, he had to come back and copy it.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of water.

There is a swimming pool at home, but he doesn't like swimming very much. Jing Zimo usually likes to swim, and even plays water ball with Fei'er.

He walked to the pool and asked loudly in the water, "Zimo, is that you?"

An Hao came out of the water with a splash, revealing most of her body. She was wearing a bikini, barely covering the two beauties, but most of it was exposed outside. The trembling water beads slipped from her career line, shattering the crystal. .

Jing Boyan frowned, "How could it be you?"

"Then who do you think? An octopus?" Anhao wiped her face, her hair was very long, half of it was in the water now, floating like seaweed, very beautiful.

"Come out when you've had enough swimming, it's almost time to pick up Fei'er." Jing Boyan turned his head, he held his breath subconsciously, the impact just now was too powerful, he felt his throat was as dry as a fire.

He lowered his head and looked at the zipper of his trousers, but there was still no movement.

Frowning, he felt amused at his own thoughts.

Anhao looked at his meticulous figure in a suit, with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth, she slapped the water surface with her arms to make a struggling movement, and yelled.

Jing Boyan turned her head and saw her happy expression, she was also ups and downs on the water, probably she had a cramp.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand, "Take my hand, come up quickly."

Anhao grabbed his hand, but laughed the next moment, and with a forceful hand, she dragged Jing Boyan into the water as well.

Jing Boyan choked on water, turned around and grabbed the handle next to the swimming pool, "What are you doing?"

In the past, I was always teased by him a lot, but now I realize that teasing people is actually very fun, especially teasing people like him who would not be teased at all.

Stepping forward, she held him back with Fannennen, her arms were wrapped around his neck like a snake, her red lips rubbed against his clear chin, "Brother, what do you think of my figure?"

Jing Boyan always thought that An Hao was a bit of a rebellious rich second generation, but now she looks like a seductive woman, and he broke her hand in disgust: "Let go."

The gorgeous red lips were attached to his earlobe, and the slender legs in the water hugged his waist restlessly, "Brother, what do you want me to let go of, is that right?"

Being hooked by her legs, Jing Boyan felt his skin was burning. He estimated that the water in the swimming pool would boil in a while, but there was no reaction at all. He would rather die of a blood vessel burst. The second brother of the Jing family He also refused to show off his glory.

Anhao has already unbuttoned Jing Boyan's shirt several times, and parted the shirt from side to side, exposing his strong and hard chest.

The lilac uvula went all the way down his Adam's apple, the fleshy lips sucked skillfully, and finally landed on the position of his heart.

She chewed lightly, and asked him in a low voice, "Brother, who lives in your heart?"

Jing Boyan's mind was a little erratic, he leaned against the wall of the swimming pool, slowly relaxed his guard, and let An Hao do it.

The boneless little hands touched him through the clothes, the arms, abdominal muscles and thighs, but they kept avoiding them time and time again.

Blood rushed to his head, and he felt unbearable for the first time in four years, wanting to let go.

Seeing that he had given up resisting, Anhao tried harder, and tried to get into his pants several times with her little hands, but his belt was tied too tightly and soaked in water, so he couldn't get in at all.

She gave up, held his face and kissed his Adam's apple and chin, her red lips brushed against his lips again and again, but slipped away on purpose.

A low growl escaped Jing Boyan's throat, and suddenly he turned over, pressing An Hao under him against the wall of the pool.

An Hao was completely dizzy from the fall, and before she could recover, the man's thin lips had already pressed up and kissed her firmly.

Only then did Anhao understand what playing with fire and self-immolation is.

She just wanted to tease him, and also wanted to know whether the investigation said that he didn't move was true or not, but she didn't expect to completely anger the lion. Seeing his thunderous energy, he seemed to want to swallow her up.

The woman wore a thin bikini, which was not much different from being naked. Her delicate and white skin was more textured in the water, and she felt like she was a mermaid.

Jing Boyan's kiss was strong and passionate, An seemed to have no bones, she slipped and fell into the pool water again and again, Jing Boyan lifted her by the waist, and then took her by the hand into the water.