The Prime Minister Seduced Me to Give Birth

Mrs. Wu's eyes became wet when she heard the long-lost "Yaoyao", and she turned her back uncomfortably.

Besides her own parents, only Jiang Zhongxing called her that.

She doesn't know how many years she hasn't heard anyone call her like that.

She is just Mrs. Wu in the capital.

Jiang Zhongxing's rank will only be higher than Jiang Youzhi, and he will seize the opportunity very well.

At this moment, he saw that his wife was obviously a little touched, so he quickly strode over, put his arms around Mrs. Wu's shoulder, and said softly: "Yaoyao, I've been sorry for you in the past."

"I was wrong. Our husband and wife and son were separated for 18 years."

"From now on, our family will be together and will never be separated."

Mrs. Wu always felt that she didn't care about Jiang Zhongxing for a long time, and she didn't know why, when she heard these words, her heart was overturned, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Jiang Zhongxing took the opportunity to take her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, it will be all right in the future."

Mrs. Wu was about to push her away, but suddenly she remembered what Chen said, and she fell into Jiang Zhongxing's arms half-truth.

Needless to say, she still has feelings for Jiang Zhongxing.

Half-leave, but for the sake of his son, to endure that half of the reluctance.

Jiang Youzhi was in the hall, watching his parents show their affection, rolled his eyes and walked out.

He also closed the door when he went out.

Jiang Zhongxing and Mrs. Wu were originally separated when they were in love, so when the two met and hugged each other, it seemed as if they had regained their previous feelings.

Seeing Madam Wu's tears, Jiang Zhongxing quickly touched his entire body, but without touching the veil, he raised his sleeves to wipe the tears for Madam Wu.

After wiping it twice, Mrs. Wu suddenly pushed him away and gave him a look of anger, "It stinks, you haven't showered for a few days?"

Jiang Zhongxing sniffed his sleeves and smiled, "It will only take five or six days."

He was so happy now that he was about to fly.

Eighteen years later, he finally hugged his wife again.

He went up to hug Mrs. Wu again, "Stop crying, let's eat first."

"After dinner, I have a lot to tell you in the evening."

Mrs. Wu blushed, spat at him, and said in a half-truth, low voice: "Idiot, my son is still here watching."

When the two turned their heads, there was no trace of their son.

Even the door is closed!

Madam Wu stomped her feet and said, "It's all your fault!"

Jiang Zhongxing said with a smile: "Of course it's my fault."

"I'm going to call my son back, let's have dinner first."

He opened the door and saw Jiang Youzhi standing in the yard, talking to a young man who looked very familiar.

However, right now, he is not in the mood to distinguish those, the reunion of the family of three is important.

He shouted angrily, "Son, come and eat."

Jiang Youzhi turned around and walked to the main room, where Lin Shuo stood, not daring to let out the air.

The British public should have seen him, what the hell is going on!

Jiang Zhongxing pulled Mrs. Wu to sit down with a smile, and sat next to her, then said with emotion: "It's good, I never thought that there would be such a day in my life that I would be able to sit and eat with my wife and son. "He was smiling, but for some reason he choked up again.

Jiang Youzhi looked at him helplessly, how could this father cry more than mother!

Looking at Mrs. Wu again, her eyes were red.

Jiang Youzhi coughed lightly, "Let's eat."

"This is the Yuloudong mat that Jiaojiao specially called you. Father also tasted Hunan cuisine."