Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

When Yan Yan returned, everything was settled.

"Are you going to ... shut him down forever?"

Lang Cha was in a desperate state, and they were taken to the Lang's mansion as soon as they left the boat. They were left tonight to accompany the old man. At first Yan Yan was a little worried, but at this time, he fully took advantage of the silly white sweetness.

"Mum, I stay with Grandpa. He seems very sad. I will see him crying secretly."

Yan Yan returned to her home with confidence, and Lang Ruoxian naturally returned with him.

"I heard my uncle say Lang Jie and Lang Yi will be back soon."

"Dad is in jail, and mother is unconscious. Of course, the children must return." Lang Ruoxian helped her put her luggage away, and Yan Yan stared at him. Laughed and hugged people in the past, "What? I thought I was hiding you?"

Yan Yan shook her head: "Even telling me is useless, and I can't help. I just think ..." She gave the man a sideways glance, "You wouldn't let Lang Li'an spend his old age like this?"

She knew too much about Lang Ruoxian, the pain of her childhood, and the hatred of her parents, which had been lurking for so many years so easily and easily.

"My wife is so smart!" Lang Ruoxian kissed the corner of Yan Yan's lips. "Make him comfortable for a few days. The most painful thing for people is when you think everything is over, suddenly someone tells you that everything is fake. , That's when it will be completely destroyed. "

Three days later Langcha and Lang Qin went back to the rice country. When they left, the old man even wanted to take them away.

"Grandpa, he is about to start school. Why don't we wait to see you on National Day holiday?"

Langcha knew, of course, that it was impossible to take him away, and he just said it casually.

"Then make an appointment with Grandpa and wait for my mother to take you to the rice country next month!"

"Okay! Be sure to go." He rolled out his little thumb and Langcha hook.

When leaving, Lang Jie and Lang Yi returned from the hospital. Yan Ye hasn't seen these two brothers and sisters for a long time, and they don't look very good either.

"Grandpa." Lang Jie screamed and cried.

Langcha tried to comfort his granddaughter, but didn't know how to speak. Finally he said, "You can rest assured that you are my granddaughter no matter what." He glanced at Langyi again. "You too."

"We send you!" Lang Yi was obviously in a better mood when he heard this sentence.

He is not the same as Lang Jie. Lang Jie was born. He is the adopted son of Lang Hongyue. Ever since Lang Hongyue became a boy, Lang Yi began to worry.

Later the child was gone, and Lang Hongyue became what he is now. He was at ease and hesitant, and he didn't know what would happen in the future. Langcha's sentence is just fine, at least to ensure that he is still the young master of the Lang family.

"Don't go, tossing back and forth." The old man walked out with a cane and turned to look at her again. "If Ruoxian bullies you, tell me."

Yan Yan froze, then nodded warmly.

She rolled back to herself, thinking a lot along the way. After rolling around, I ran to Mingxi to watch the dogs, Yan Yan began to work, wipe the table, and sweep the floor. When Lang Ruoxian returned, he saw the little woman climbing up the ladder to clean the crystal lamp.

"Don't move!" Lang Ruoxian called.

Yan Yan almost walked into the air with a stunned god.

"You scared me!" She patted her chest.

Lang Ruoxian ran a few steps and hugged her: "You're scared to death. What kind of lamp do you want to wipe?"

"Anyway anyway ..." Yan Yan's eyes flashed, Lang Ruoxian looked at her.

After half a ring.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

"No!" Yan Yan shook her head immediately.

Lang Ruoxian smiled: "Do you know? When you are guilty, you like to do this and that."

"... Are you there?" Yan Yan himself didn't feel it.

The man took her to sit on the sofa: "Yes, so let's go!"

"I don't think I can say that." Yan Yan thought about it and shook his head. "Just treat me as okay. I'll forget it after a few days."

"No." Lang Ruoxian squeezed her finger. "It seems that things have something to do with me, let's talk more."

Seeing him insisting, Yan Yan gritted his teeth: "Say okay first! This is just my personal opinion. If you don't agree, let me say nothing."

"Let's talk first."

"Just ... can you let Lang Li just stay that way?" Yan Zheng tentatively said, seeing that the man's expression was normal, and then said, "Grandpa can't stand the stimulus anymore, I guessed right, You should tell Lang Li the truth, including your life. "

Lang Li had nothing but two reactions, one was to get angry with Lang Ruoxian, and the other was to find a way to kill Lang Ruoxian. Either way, the most painful is Langcha. The white-haired man gave the black-haired man, and he had already experienced it once ...

"So you want me to let Lang Li go?"

"No, just let it go." Yan Yan hugged him. "You know better than me. The best thing for you in this family is grandpa. The old man loves you and you feel it, otherwise you won't care about him Has long killed people directly. "

The man didn't move for a long time, and when Yan Yan wanted to apologize, he was embraced by Lang Ruoxian.

"Okay." Lang Ruoxian buried her head in her neck.

"Listen to you, I'll go to Langli after a hundred years with Grandpa." Lang Ruoxian suddenly bit the soft * meat on her neck and sucked.

Yan Yan screamed and muffled his mouth again.

"Hmm ..." She struggled a few times, but was pressed to the sofa.

When Lang Ruoxian's hand reached Yan Yan's skirt, the crisp voice interrupted him.

"Dad, is mom delicious?"

Yan Yan and Lang Ruoxian: w (? Д?) W

After a few more days, it seems that school is about to start. Xiaojiuer was notified by the crew that he would go to make up a few more shots.

After a long nap that day, I hurriedly urged Yan Yan to go out, and they had to give dessert to the filming young Jiu'er. Outside the film and television city, Yan Yan asked the driver to go first, and later they went back with Fei Ying.

"How long will it take for my mother and sister to take pictures?" He asked Yan Yan, holding the small lunchbox, holding her hands.

"Well, let's go play with Brother Mingxi tomorrow ..."

Slam! Yan Ye was startled, and then saw the small lunch box in his hands falling to the ground, he cried with a wow in his hand.

"Roll?" Yan Yan quickly squatted down and took his hand away, and found a piece of blue on the back of her right hand.

"Mom hurts ..." tears rolled.

Yan Yan quickly took out the ice pack used for cooling in the large lunch box and put it on his hand, then looked around. Sure enough, the window of a small car parked by the road was open. A little boy, eight or nine years old, was shooting with a toy.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yan stopped him aloud, but took a slow step, the little boy fired another shot, and there was a noticeable pit in the car opposite.

When the boy saw Yen Yan fierce, he snorted and started to load bullets again. Then he wanted to aim at Yen Yan, and strode forward to grab a toy gun in his hand.

"What about your family?"

"Return my gun!" The child yelled at her fiercely, "Hurry back to me, or I'll tell my grandma!"

I wo n’t cry anymore, with tears in my eyes and saying, "Brother, you are a bad child, you are beating people and destroying public property! Our kindergarten teachers have taught us not to play with toys on the street."

"Smelly kid, what's your business!" The little boy reached out from the car and rolled.

Yan Yan hugged and rolled away from him: "If you do this, I'll beat you."

"Do you dare!" The little boy spit at him and spit onto Yan Yan's skirt.

Wow, I cried again: "You are a bad boy, you bully my mother!"

"Yan Yan!" Fei Ying saw that time had passed and someone hadn't picked up yet, so she ran out to see. All the way, she saw Yan Yan hugging and billowing with a child. She thought she knew her at first.

As a result, he suddenly burst into tears and hurried over, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"This child shoots with a gun." Yan Yan showed her rolling hand, "That!"

Fei Ying immediately became angry when she looked at the large and brutal little hand that was white and plump. "What did you do? What's so dangerous about your family? Don't care?"

"You bully the child!" The young boy presumably saw another adult coming and sat down on the ground and started shouting, "Grandma, they bully the child! The adult bully the child!"

Fei Yingqi dragged the child, and then saw a woman running over and shouting, "What are you doing? Let go!"

"Granny!" The little boy grunted up from the ground when he saw the backing coming.

The middle-aged woman held the little boy in her arms and looked for a long time. She was careful of the liver in her mouth, and kept on asking, "They hit you? Where does it hurt?"

"This lady, it is your grandson who hit our child." Fei Ying asked angrily, "Do you know your child hit a gun with someone?"

The woman pushed the little boy behind, and looked at Yan Yan and Fei Ying: "What are you doing in the film and television city? Are you bringing children when performing in a group show?"

"What do you want us to do?" Fei Ying blocked the conversation.

Yan Yan tried to calm himself, raised his rolling hand and said, "You let the child play such a dangerous toy. Fortunately, it hits our hands. What if it hits our eyes?"

"What can I do, lose money!" The woman snorted. "Again, I didn't hit my eyes."

Yan Yan smiled: "Then you mean that as long as it doesn't hit your eyes, it doesn't matter? OK, we don't need you to lose money and let me hit your child."

"You're such a big person to hit a child?" The middle-aged woman yelled, "you shameless!"

"You don't shame!" Fei Ying roared back, "We won't fight, you go and hit him!"

Rolling eyes, although a little scared, but my mother and godmother are here! So he wanted to run over and hit the little boy, of course Yan Yan held him. In the arms of a middle-aged woman, the little boy rolled past and didn't know who hit who ...

"Do you still want this dead child to hit my grandson?" The woman quit and yelled.