Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Duan Yarong was the first to come back to her senses and coughed slightly: "Rui Xin, although you like Yueyue so much, I am very happy. --- End of this book, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw))) But you too Think about the relationship between An Yue and You Lin. If you really recognize her as a goddaughter, should Lele call her aunt or an aunt in the future?"

"This..." Su Ruixin didn't think of this, but she was embarrassed when Duan Yarong mentioned it.

Seeing this, Duan Yarong quickly drew a light across her eyes, and smiled slightly, "If you want me to say, if you really like Yueyue, then you will take Lele to see me and Yueyue more often, and you'll be bothered by my daughter. Imaginary."

Su Ruixin was slightly persuaded by Duan Yarong's two-handed persuasion that her enthusiasm for acknowledging relatives was slightly reduced: "It seems that this is true."

Duan Yarong smiled and nodded, her eyes concealed the tricky conspiracy.

The daughter who had been having her baby for more than a year brought her baby grandson to the Mu’s family. She was already very unhappy. The arrival of An Yue made her a little more balanced. How could it be possible to promise others to let An Yue be a goddaughter? ?

Fortunately, Su Ruixin didn't fight with her, otherwise she really wasn't sure if she would quarrel with her for An Yue.

Zhao Yulin was relieved to see Duan Yarong persuading Su Ruixin, but An Yue was a little at a loss, wondering why Su Ruixin came up and said that she would accept her own daughter, which was really abrupt.

Just when An Yue didn't know how to deal with Su Ruixin's excessive enthusiasm, a familiar voice suddenly came in from outside, saving An Yue from the water and fire.

"What are you talking about?"

An Yue quickly got up from the chair and greeted him.

When Han Yichen saw An Yue running towards him, his cold eyes suddenly softened a lot, and he brought people to his side very naturally, and lowered his head to kiss An Yue's smooth forehead: "I'm back. "

An Yue blushed, and said, "Welcome back."

"Ahem..." Zhao Shunrong, who came back from behind Han Yichen, couldn't help coughing twice as he saw this scene, reminding them that there was still someone nearby.

An Yue was awakened when she heard the sound, and her face flushed when she realized what she had done in front of so many people.

Duan Yarong's eyes were also full of smiles, but she couldn't bear to see her daughter-in-law so embarrassed, so she took the initiative to relieve her and said, "Okay, now that you are all back, let's have a meal, Lele is also hungry. Grandma listens. It's up to your little belly to growl."

"No!" Lele's face flushed as he was exposed, and he exclaimed unconvincedly.

Several adults were stunned by the roar of him, and roared with laughter after reacting.

Fortunately, with Lele making such a fuss, An Yue was not as embarrassed as he was at the beginning.

When the kitchen heard the news, the food was brought up quickly. The Zhao family has never had so much red tape to eat. After a few people went to the table, they ate and talked about things.

Zhao Yulin glanced at the second floor and asked suspiciously: "Mom, won't Grandpa eat with us?"

Duan Yarong smiled and shook her head: "Your grandfather happened to be out of the house today, so you don't want to eat with us. Come on, this is your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. I specially asked the kitchen to make it. It's not to your appetite."

Zhao Yulin's eyes flickered, and did not ask her father what was going on. She smiled and took the sweet and sour pork ribs picked up by Duan Yarong, and ate it with her head down.

Duan Yarong took Zhao Yulin to talk about the family, Zhao Shunrong followed Mu Tingfeng and Han Yichen to talk about the business prospects from family trivial matters in a straightforward manner. As for Su Ruixin, while feeding his grandson contentedly, he talked with An Yue consciously or unconsciously. , The atmosphere at the dinner table can be considered harmonious and warm, until...

"Yeolin, Yueyue, look at this. Aunt Liu from the kitchen brought this old hen from her hometown. A native farm hen can make up for it. I specially asked her to stew while Yeorim came back today. Replenish your body, hurry up and drink while it's hot."

Duan Yarong pointed to the chicken soup that had just been brought up, as if to help An Yue serve the soup. Unexpectedly, when An Yue saw the yellow chicken soup, she stood up from her seat and ran out with her legs.

Everyone at the dinner table was frightened by this sudden change, and they all stopped talking, staring at each other.

Zhao Yulin was the first to react, twisted her eyebrows, got up and followed it out.

Han Yichen and Mu Tingfeng also regained their senses, followed closely behind, the remaining three big and one small staring at that big eye.

Zhao Yulin followed An Yue, saw her running into the bathroom, and then heard a wave of retching inside.

The too familiar scene made Zhao Yulin stunned for several seconds, her face slightly straightened, and she quickly walked into the bathroom to help An Yue smoothly.

An Yue hadn't eaten much at first, and after retching several times, she finally felt better. Her eyes were reddish and she was about to speak. Han Yichen and Mu Tingfeng had already rushed in.

"What's the matter? Where is it?" Han Yichen walked in the direction of the two as soon as he entered the door, and frowned An Yue in his arms.

An Yue was also surprised when he saw Han Yichen coming over: "Why are you here too? I'm fine, maybe my stomach is uncomfortable recently. I feel nauseous when I see greasy things. It's not a big problem. It's important that you go back and greet the guests."

Han Yichen was dissatisfied with An Yue's perfunctory remarks, and said in a deep voice, "There are parents and they are greeted in front of them, we don't need to worry about it."

As he said, he looked at An Yue up and down for a while, and said uneasy: "It's okay, I have to say if I'm not comfortable."

An Yue's face was reddened, but there was a bit of sweetness in her smile: "I'm really fine, don't make a big fuss."

Han Yichen let out a sigh of relief, and was about to say something more. Suddenly, a coughing sound came from behind him. Several people followed the reputation and faced Zhao Youlin with a little embarrassed face.

"Ah, um, brother, can I ask you something?"

"what's up?"

Zhao Yulin took a deep breath, with a serious look on her face but with a little embarrassment: "Do you still remember when the first time you had it?"

"What the hell?" Han Yichen twisted his eyebrows slightly. After touching Zhao Yulin's awkward and curious gaze, he suddenly realized and said blankly, "What are you asking about this?"

"Don't ask this first, answer my question!"

Han Yichen took a deep look at Zhao Youlin, and said truthfully: "The night of the proposal."

An Yue didn't understand what Zhao Yulin was talking about, just like Han Yichen, but when Han Yichen talked about the specific time, she immediately reacted, her face blushed to drip blood, and she wanted to dig a hole on the spot and bury herself.

"The night of the proposal..." Zhao Yulin groaned, her eyes lit up suddenly, and it took almost two months from the day Mu Tingfeng proposed to An Yue, and An Yue is like this now, it is very likely...