The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Blue Manor.

"Young master, young master, please drink tea." Xiaoli put two cups of tea on the coffee table, glanced at Lan Jin who was sitting on the sofa, thought she quietly moved behind Lan Dingdu who was standing, and lowered her voice , said happily: "Young master, I made you your favorite milk tea, remember to drink all of it."

Lan Dingdu raised his head and gave Xiao Li a smile. "Thank you little aunt."

"You're welcome." Xiaoli smiled and shook her head. She likes the smart and cute young master the most. Every year the young master goes to England to accompany Mr. Tang during the holidays. She thought she would not see the young master for another two months. After walking for a day, the young master came back, so happy.

We ordinary people, we are so happy today, Xiao Li hums an out-of-key song and leaves.

Lan Jin picked up the teacup and took a sip. She looked at her son who was standing there, but looked at him with deep eyes without saying a word.

"Daddy, I was wrong." Lan Dingdu was flustered by his daddy's eyes, and he took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Lan Jin asked warmly, without any intention of reproach.

"I shouldn't have decided to bring my mother back from England without telling my father." It was fine to bring her back, but it turned out to be a scam, which made Lan Dingdu very depressed.

He and his mother left the UK by plane yesterday evening. After flying for more than ten hours, they arrived in City G this morning without telling Dad. Dad would be worried if he couldn’t find Mom when he came back from get off work. Maybe he was already on the plane to China. up. Thinking of this, Lan Dingdu hurried to the phone, and just picked up the phone when he heard his father say. "No need to call."

"Why?" Lan Dingdu looked back blankly, his shrewd mind suddenly understood what his father meant by saying that there was no need to call, and carefully confirmed: "Dad already knows that my mother and I are back."

The reaction was fairly quick, Lan Jin looked at his son with satisfaction, and nodded. "It was he who informed me and your mommy that we went to the hospital."

After getting the answer, Lan Dingdu felt relieved. Since his father already knew, he didn't need to inform his father. He put the phone back where it was, turned around and walked back to Lan Jin's side. "Daddy, did dad say when he will pick me up and mom back to England?"

"You really want him to come and pick you up back to England?" Lan Jin asked without answering.

"No, no." Realizing that he might be too eager, Lan Dingdu acted decisively. "Daddy, don't be jealous. I only spend three months a year with Dad in England, and nine months with you and Mommy. No matter what, I'm the closest to you."

Lan Jin raised his hand and flicked his son's forehead. He was very speechless. The almost eleven-year-old son acted like a baby to him. No matter how he looked at it, he felt a little shivering.

Lan Dingdu smiled slyly, thinking about something, restrained his smile and asked seriously: "Daddy, do you know who is that person lying on the hospital bed?"

Judging from her mother's reaction, that person must have something to do with her.

"You want to know?" Lan Jin looked sideways at Lan Dingdu, who nodded heavily. "Want to know."

"His name is Mu Ye." After saying a name, Lan Jin heard familiar footsteps on the stairs, knew that Rouxue had come downstairs, and looked up.

Sure enough, Qin Rouxue walked down the stairs slowly, saw the father and son on the side of the sofa, and walked over.

"Mommy." Lan Dingdu called her affectionately, looked behind her, saw Lin Zhiye's figure, and asked, "Where's Mommy?"

"She said she was tired, so I asked her to rest in the room." Qin Rouxue replied, she was not unhappy because her son cared about Lin Zhiye, she reached out and stroked her son's head, and asked softly: "Take such a long flight , are you tired, do you want to go back to your room and take a nap, I will call you when you have lunch."

"I'm not tired." Lan Dingdu replied with a smile. He flies back and forth to the UK twice a year, not including going to other places. He has long been used to flying.

Just as Qin Rouxue was about to say something, her shoulders were embraced by a muscular arm, she raised her eyes to meet Lan Jin's deep eyes, and was brought to the sofa by Lan Jin to sit with him, Qin Rouxue asked Lan Jin. "what are you guys saying?"

"Calling." Lan Jin replied, hugging her soft body, smelling the faint fragrance that belonged to her.

"What are you talking about?" Qin Rouxue broke the casserole and asked the end.

The family downstairs chatted happily, and Lin Zhiye in the guest room upstairs was sitting by the bed, holding the phone in his hand, staring at the scenery outside the window without moving for a long time.

Sister Rouxue led her to the guest room. She could see that Sister Rouxue wanted to talk to herself, but she was not in the mood to talk now, so she used being tired as an excuse to escape. Sister Rouxue was very understanding and told her to take a good rest. He said he would call her when it was time to eat, so he went downstairs.

She sat on the edge of the bed, restless.

The younger brother just called to ask her why she didn't stay in the hospital for a while, and asked her what she had said to Mu Ye, because Mu Ye was in great pain and blamed himself now.

The younger brother obviously forgot that she has nothing to do with Mu Ye now, and Mu Ye's pain and self-blame have nothing to do with her.

She didn't blame her younger brother for calling England to trick her back, but her younger brother blamed her for her attitude towards Mu Ye.

The phone rang again, pulling back Lin Zhiye Piaoyuan's thoughts, and slender fingers slid across the screen to answer the call. "Hey!"

"It's me." A familiar deep voice came from the other end of the phone, without reporting his name, as if others should know who he is, Lin Zhiye was taken aback, naturally he knew who he was, Tang Junjie, she had been married for half a year Husband, he actually called.

When there was no response, Tang Junjie asked, "Zhiye, are you listening?"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhiye said as calmly as possible: "I'm listening."

After a few seconds of silence, Tang Junjie asked, "Did Lan Jin and Rouxue find you and Dingdu?"

He knew, he actually knew, Lin Zhiye replied hoarsely. "found it."

As if relieved, Tang Junjie said: "That's good, you can stay at their house with peace of mind, and tell Rouxue or Dingdu if you need anything, don't feel embarrassed, I still have some things here, it may take two days Only then can I pick you up."

Listening to Tang Junjie's concerned voice, Lin Zhiye felt warm in his heart. "it is good."

After a few more seconds of silence, Tang Junjie's voice sounded again. "Obey, wait for me."

Lin Zhiye was shocked, said goodbye hastily, and ended the call. She threw the phone on the bed, covered her face with her hands, tears slipped from her fingers like broken beads, and sank into the skirt of her clothes. His heart hurts, and his throat feels as if something is blocked. Tang Junjie knew that she and Dingdu came back, but he didn't ask her why she came back, why she didn't say hello to him, but asked her if Lan Jin and Sister Rouxue found her and Dingdu. Supervised yet?

It means that he doesn't care why she came back, only cares about her and Dingdu's safety, Lin Zhiye wants to cry, Tang Junjie, why is he so nice? His tolerance and concern made her feel ashamed.