The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

At the entrance, red lanterns were hung high and the lights were red.

Yan Weiguo's face was red and blue, blue and red, and it was ugly. As a father, is it humiliating to be accused by his own son in person like this?

"I'm your father." Yan Weiguo couldn't help but roared.

The dark eyes were full of coldness, Yan Jingyang held the girl's hand and tightened slightly, "If you are not my father, do you think you are qualified to talk nonsense in front of me?" Thin lips made a mocking arc, "Remember Now, you are just a nominal father, don’t expect to have a relationship with me."

Looking at the two people away, Yan Weiguo's face turned gray, and his always straight posture bowed a bit.

The hazy night is rendered brilliant and dazzling by the neon lights on the street.

The Tang family is located in the villa area of ​​the wealthy. Except for the warm yellow road lights, there are few pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and the road is quiet.

At this moment, Tang Suan was sitting quietly in the passenger seat, but his moist and shiny eyes kept falling on Yan Jingyang's body.

"Suddenly." The man's low voice sounded in the car.

"what happened?"

"Why keep staring at me?" he asked.

In early summer, the trees on the roadside grew very luxuriant, because the street lights were blocked for a few minutes because they had not had time to trim.

In the dim car, Tang Su was caught, and she couldn't help blushing.

After a while, the girl's low, thin voice rang in the quiet car, "Don't be sad."

It was the first time I met Yan Jingyang's father. From the words and deeds of the other party, she could see that Yan Weiguo was not like a father at all. For Yan Jingyang, the other party had not fulfilled his father's duties and demanded Yan Jingyang how to treat him.

As long as she thought of what Yan Weiguo said just now, she felt angry and distressed.

His **** and clear eyes were moist and moist, "It doesn't matter if your father doesn't hurt you...I love you."

Since she was a child, her parents have loved her very much. Now that she has come through, Tang's father and Tang's mother are also the ones who dote on their children, so she has never lacked the love of her parents. But Yan Jingyang was not the case. His mother died young and his father was unreliable. Even if he was with Yan's father, he could not replace his parents' love.

Yan Jingyang tightened his hands holding the steering wheel slightly, "I am not sad."

Tang Su nodded, she looked at him, her white face was stern and serious, "But I am sad. Did you feel pitiful when you were a kid?"

“I’ve been relatively precocious since I was a child. When other children of the same age are still acting coquettishly with their parents, I just like to stay alone.” Yan Jingyang resisted the urge to pinch the girl’s face, “So, even if Yan Weiguo doesn’t care about me , I don't care." What is her little head thinking? Think of him as a poor bug?

Is he poor? How can it be?

What father love is, he doesn't need it either.

Tang Su wants to say that he is a lie, how can there be children who do not need the love of their parents?

He pursed his lips, Tang Su's voice was low, "It doesn't matter before, from now on, I love you." The green light was on, and I didn't know which car honked the horn to urge, just flooding the girl. I don’t know if Yan Jingyang heard it.

The road was very quiet, and when it was about to reach the door of Tang's house, the car stopped suddenly.

Tang Su curiously watched Yan Jingyang unfasten his seat belt, and wanted to ask him what happened. However, the man's tall body had already leaned toward her.

The night was dim, Tang Su's heart jumped suddenly, the next second she was hugged into the hot chest.

The cool black shirt was already stained with the man's clear scent, her small face was buried in, and her cheek touched the shell buttons on it, and she realized that her face was hot.

"Just say it again." Yan Jingyang's voice was low.

"It doesn't matter before..."

"Not this sentence!"

"From now on, there will be..."

Yan Jingyang bit the girl's ear directly, "Susu, you know what I want to hear is not this."

At the waist and limbs, the big hands were very tight, and there was a slight tingling in the ears, Tang Su's body trembled, and she took the initiative to drill into his arms. A pair of wet Xing'er eyes were bent into beautiful crescent moons, and she hugged him back, "I said, I will love you in the future."

The heart in the chest is soft.

Yan Jingyang tightened his arms suddenly.

The girl Xiangxiang’s soft body is constantly drilling into his chest, her cool fingertips tugging at the hem of his clothes, and her voice softly said: "Yan Jingyang, I like you. You are so good. I like you the most. ."

She has always been well-behaved and shy, and she never told him such sweet love words. Now she let him hold her softly, a small mouth that would coax him. Blue veins appeared on Yan Jingyang's arm, and he didn't know how much willpower it took to release the person.

He sat up straight, fastened his seat belt, and wanted to continue driving to her house.

Tang Su was suddenly released, she was stunned.

So, he has no response, do you show me back?

The long eyelashes blinked, and she couldn't help but speak: "Did you not express?"

Yan Jingyang said in a low voice, "I'm very restrained now, don't tease me anymore. I will take you home." He started the car.

"Today is your birthday. I want to spend it with you." Tang Su said in a low voice, as if softly, "Daddy took my mother out for some relaxation these past two days. I am the only one at home, so I don't have to go back.

She looked at him, her white face was still delicate and beautiful in the dim light, "Don't you want me to accompany you?" This is the first time she has taken the initiative like this.

The muscles in the arms tighten.

Yan Jingyang is going crazy!

This baby, does she know what her words mean?

She is seduce him!

Yan Jingyang quickly put out the fire and unfastened his seat belt. In a blink of an eye, Tang Su sat on him.

It was not far from the gate of Tang's house, and the road was empty and quiet. The black car was hidden under the tree, not conspicuous at all. In the car, the man held the girl's face, already biting the soft, red mouth.

Breathing is a bit heavy.

Tang Su was forced to sit with her feet apart, and the temperature on her face rose rapidly.

Shame, but not resisting.

She lowered her head, put her hand on his shoulder softly, and obediently let Yan Jingyang kiss.

The air in the car suddenly became sticky, damp and tangled up.

The surrounding space was very narrow. Tang Su accidentally touched the armrest box next to her with her feet, and she trembled with pain. His big hands immediately held her ankles and pulled the overly white calf to his side. With.

Lips and teeth touch.

Yan Jingyang felt refreshed all over her body when she tasted the sweet taste.

I don't know how long it has passed, the road is still quiet, occasionally evening wind blows through the branches, making a rustling sound. Yan Jingyang held Tang Su's waist and pushed her farther away to prevent her from discovering the strangeness of her body.

The moonlight tonight is very good, and I don't know if it is intoxicating. Tang Su felt that his body was numb, soft, and a little weak, as if he was drunk.

The watery eyes blinked, her lips hurt a little, and the root of her tongue was numb, but she was not angry. Tang Su likes such an intimate interaction between the two.

She looked at him shame and joy.

Yan Jingyang gasped for a moment, and his big hands directly covered the girl's eyes, "Don't look at me like that." Otherwise, he will become a beast later, and when she is crying.

The long eyelashes blinked slightly under the palm of his hand, like two small fans. Yan Jingyang's palm was itchy, and his apple slid up and down, "Get off, I'll take you back." There is still such a small section. Road, he can walk her back, the most important thing is that he needs to get out of the car and blow the cold wind to dissipate the heat from him.

"I want to be with you for a while."

The girl's small mouth was red and shiny, and her voice was soft and soft. Yan Jingyang instantly felt her body tighten again. He directly opened the door of the car and let the cool breeze in. This silly girl, staying together again, either she cried or killed him.

He hugged the person and walked out of the car, and then put the person down.

The pink-white, delicate skirt hung down along the calf, the girl's soft hair brushed over the black hot shirt, Tang Su stood on the ground, she realized that her feet were a little numb and soft.

"Go back." Yan Jingyang said.

Tang Su pursed her small mouth, she couldn't help it. For her, the initiative just now was already extremely embarrassing, and she was no longer embarrassed to talk to him for longer. The bright white moonlight fell on the branches of the branches, and the surrounding was quiet. Tang Su obediently followed Yan Jingyang's side and walked towards the gate.

The next day, Qin Hao found out that his boss was in a good mood today. Even during the meeting, the marketing manager made a mistake. He was not scolded for the first time. He just asked him to go back and redo it.

"Assistant Qin, is there any happy event for Mr. Yan?" The manager of the marketing department smiled and stopped Qin Hao, thanking him for being reborn after his death and not having to suffer the boss's cold pressure.

"It is estimated that I have tasted the sweetness." Qin Hao thought for a while and replied. Even if it had reached a billion-dollar project, he hadn't seen any change in Yan Jingyang's expression. About Mo is Miss Tang who can make him so happy.

The manager of the marketing department was confused and tasted the sweetness?

No matter what, since Mr. Yan is in a good mood anyway, the people below them don't need to be sincere. He can't wait for Mr. Yan to taste the sweetness every day.

In the president's office, the air pressure was not as low as usual, and Qin Hao's waist straightened a bit.

"Take all the information you have investigated before to Yan Weiguo." In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, Yan Jingyang's tall figure turned around and ordered.

"Shall I hand it over to Mr. Yan directly?" If he came forward, it would mean telling the other party that it was Yan Jingyang's confession.

"Ok."

Yan Jingyang didn't mind letting Yan Weiguo know that he had instructed him. Anyway, the embarrassing person would only be Yan Weiguo.

......

The atmosphere of Yan's family has been sluggish recently.

Because of the Xijiao Project, both Yan Weiguo and Yan Weiming were desperately trying their best to remedy the situation and minimize the losses. However, the experts found a large number of antiquities in the previous ancient tombs. They estimated that this is a large-scale ancient tomb group with research value. They have already planned to apply for the establishment of a museum.

Before this project, Yan Weiguo drew the funds from several companies and mortgaged a lot of industries. Now the company has no capital turnover, and the money from the bank-bank can't be paid for a while. Now he is completely depriving himself Got into trouble.

The calligraphy and paintings in the study were torn into pieces and discarded on the ground. He thought angrily, if it hadn't been for Yan Jingyang's unfilial son to cut off his dividends, how could he be so angry that he had misbelieved Yan Weiming and ended up in this situation?

"Sir, there is a person who claims to be Qin Hao to defend him. Now he is outside the gate. Do you need to invite him in?" the housekeeper reported.

Yan Weiguo raised his head, the anger on his face disappeared a bit, Qin Hao? What is he here for?

Could it be that Yan Jingyang's unfilial son discovered that he wanted to help him?

"Let him in."

"Yes, sir."

After a while, Qin Hao was invited into Yan Weiguo's study.

"Yan Jingyang asked you to come?" Yan Weiguo leaned back in his chair, his expression gray.

"Yes, Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan told me to give you some things." Qin Hao put a sealed information bag in his hand on Yan Weiguo's desk.

Yan Weiguo glanced calmly.

"Mr. Yan can open it and take a look."

Yan Weiguo glanced at Qin Hao with an unclear expression, then took the information bag, and it felt a thick pile. He opened it, and inadvertently, something poured out and fell on the table.

It is a few photos.

In the photo, the woman and the man embrace and kiss each other.

The familiar faces of women and men stimulated Yan Weiguo's pupils to shrink rapidly. He quickly flipped through the next few pictures, which were also scenes of women and men making affection.

Yan Weiguo's face sank, he glared at Qin Hao, and then quickly poured out the contents of the information bag.

There are also thick piles of photos, different scenes, different clothes, telling him clearly what it is all about. "Yan Jingyang what does this mean?" Yan Weiguo took the photo in his hand, and the veins violent because of excessive anger.

Qin Hao's expression remained the same. Wouldn't Mr. Yan continue to look at the information? "

Yan Weiguo stared at him fiercely for a while, picked up a pile of materials on the desktop, and looked at it, his chest was constantly rising and falling because of the upsurge in anger. There was deathly silence in the study, only the sound of Yan Weiguo flipping through the paper.

Until he saw the paternity test report, Yan Weiguo let out an angry roar: "Impossible!"

At this moment, his eyes widened, his breathing was rapid, his face was dark, the collar of his tunic suit was torn apart, and the whole person looked embarrassed. He threw away the report in his hand forcefully, and slapped his palm on the desktop several times, "Impossible! What kind of trick is Yan Jingyang's unfilial son doing to forge these materials and photos? What kind of evil did he set up to slander him. Brother?"

Yan Weiguo absolutely didn't believe that his youngest son, whom he had raised for more than ten years, was not his own, and he could not accept Dong Lianyun's derailment of Yan Weiming.

His head was dizzy, Yan Weiguo clenched his teeth firmly, the muscles on his face kept twitching, his face twisted.

He didn't almost get angry.

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