Mature Age + Spoiler

Yang Yang said: "We are playing a game, do you want to come together?"

Cong An showed a disdainful expression: "No, it's so childish."

Tick-tock, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Yang Yang's forehead. Yang Yang glanced at Yan Xin, and then buried his face on Yan Xin's back: "Look, your daughter despises me. Huh..."

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, go, watch TV in the living room, if you really can't, go outside to play."

"Yan Xin, do you dislike me too?" Yang Yang bit his lower lip, looking at her eagerly with moist eyes.

Yan Xin's mood at this moment is like a thunderbolt strikes from the top of her head in a blue sky and a white day.

Yang Yang was delighted to see her react like this and burst out laughing.

Yang Yang visited Xu Xianyu's company again. This time when she walked to the front desk, someone got up to greet her and send her to the general manager's office. The attitude was really weird, as if she was treated as an important person, and other people in Xu Xianyu's company were all watching her, making her She was a little confused.

She knocked on the door several times before Xu Xianyu slowly opened the door. She still had the face that had been constipated for several years, and Yang Yang didn't expect his face to blossom.

"What are you doing again?"

"Give a gift." Yang Yang picked up the huge bag she was holding, unzipped it, turned the bag over, and the books in the bag fell on Xu Xianyu's desk.

When Xu Xianyu was stunned, Yang Yang patted him on the shoulder and presented a stack of invoices: "I consulted the opinions of experts and bought the most useful books. Remember to read them every day. This is the invoice. I want to reimburse you."

"You..." I've never seen such a female overlord, who actually runs on other people's territory to do her best.

Yang Yang raised his eyebrows coldly: "Don't let me think that you are hopeless waste."

Sending Yang Yang away, Xu Xianyu sat back in his seat with anger. He picked up a guidebook and muttered in his mouth: "As long as this woman does not appear in this world, there will be no problems at all in our family..."

He turned a page and said in a lower voice: "There is a little truth in what you said...but it's all nonsense, anyone would say..." But he didn't stop.

Yang Yang felt that she was ashamed of her family, and she couldn't force herself to give in to her family in this matter. She tried her best to make up for it in other aspects.

Parents spent tens of thousands of dollars on a trip to Europe, and after Yang Haoran finished the advance payment, Yang Yang directly transferred the account to him.

She keeps in touch with Yang Haoran, and can receive news at any time when there is any disturbance at home.

Yang Haoran said that the rainy season was coming, and his father's rheumatism was attacking, and life was a bit uncomfortable, so Yang Yang asked people everywhere to find secret recipes, and asked old Chinese doctors to prescribe prescriptions.

After continuing for a while, Yang Haoran conveyed the words of his mother: "Who cares about your intentions, no one comes, no matter how many things you send, it's useless."

Yang Haoran assured on the phone: "My mother said it herself, I didn't make it up, sister, my mother's tone seems to have eased up..."

"It's like, don't you believe that I'm going to mention my 'girlfriend' in front of her now, and see if she's still slow." Yang Yang was so angry that he rolled his eyes, but it was a pity that Yang Haoran couldn't receive it through the phone.

Yang Haoran didn't have the guts to take risks: "I don't want to die."

"That's it, so now the sharp conflict has not been resolved, what are you talking about liberation!" Yang Yang tapped his fingers on the table.

"Dad and I discussed it and let my mother get busy. Maybe she won't think so much. I advised my mother to go to class. Now my father will accompany her to dance the national standard for the elderly, twisting and turning every day, waiting for her mood to be cheerful , probably won’t be angry with you again.”

"It's hard." Yang Yang still has this understanding. The future is bright, but the road is tortuous. The problem is that some people die on the tortuous road, and there is no day to see the light.

"I believe that Mom is just a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. She drove you away. Who will let her worry about it when she is free." Yang Haoran laughed.

Lin sometimes came back from a morning run to open the mailbox on the way. On the way back, she held breakfast in her left hand and a thick stack of letters in her right, and then stopped in front of the house to post for a while.

She seems to have forgotten her key...

Qiao Xinshi was still sleeping when she went out, and she was in a deep sleep, so she couldn't press the doorbell.

At this moment, there seemed to be a magical event of spiritual connection. The door opened at this moment, and Qiao Xinshi leaned against the door with her arms folded: "When do you want me to wait until I'm starving to death before you bring breakfast in?" ?”

"I thought you were still asleep." Lin sometimes took off his shoes and walked in.

Qiao Xinshi said: "I woke up after you left. I just saw you in a daze at the door from the surveillance video, and I was wondering when you would come in."

"I forgot to bring the key, and I don't want to wake you up."

"It's okay, I won't be angry with you." Qiao Xin smiled when Lin was cute, sometimes Lin bit the straw and accepted her kiss.

When Lin sometimes handed over the letter to Qiao Xin, Qiao Xin read it slowly. In this pile of letters, she saw several postcards from across the ocean, all of which were written by Li Xiyu.

There are only a few sentences in the beautiful words above, it is nothing more than writing about her current living conditions, and each postcard expresses her gratitude to Qiao Xinshi.

Qiao Xin couldn't help laughing, Lin sometimes glanced at the postcard in her hand and said, "This person loves you."