readytorunbook Chapter 208 Fighting for favor
Chapter 208 Fighting for favor
Ms. Yan's eyes were dull and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
She was glad that all the words she had prepared to vent her anger were drowned out.
I have become a supporting role invisibly, what a shame!
Shame and anger intertwined into a fireball, swirling in my chest.
After the award ceremony, the WeChat group of the cute kids’ class became lively as if a bomb had been dropped.
The secret that Lin Hansheng's father was a big CEO was no longer a secret. The news spread like fireworks, and parents' discussions were heard one after another.
The cute little kid looked at the messages in the group and felt a little depressed.
"Daddy, your identity can no longer be hidden."
"In the future, people will say that Lin Hansheng's father is a big CEO. Who will remember me?"
The little guy was playing with his toys absentmindedly and mumbling to himself.
"People will also say that Mr. Lin's son is a genius!"
Lin Zihan squatted down, touched his little head, and said gently.
"That's right!" The little guy became a happy person in seconds.
The little brat is vying for his father's affection.
"Son, what do you want to eat? Let's go have a feast!"
Mr. Lin decided to refund his plane ticket and have dinner with his wife and son.
I originally planned to go straight to the airport after the ceremony, as I really couldn't bear to leave my daughter and daughter behind.
The wife listened to the father and son chatting with a smile, but couldn't get a word in.
“Golden Chicken Puff Pastry Roll.”
“Mini Tomato Mozzarella Salad…”
"I see. Let's go now and call grandma and grandpa to tell them that we will have lunch at 'Du Fu's Family Banquet', the same five-star hotel we went to last time."
"OK! Let's cheer for our good son-in-law!"
"Where did you learn such smooth talk?" Su Wan couldn't help but interject.
"I learned it from Daddy!"
"I didn't teach him to be glib. He's serious!"
A look of amusement on his face.
While speaking, he held the steering wheel with one hand and held his wife's hand with the other.
"Drive carefully!" she retorted to him.
He smiled seductively.
"Daddy is not bad, he is cute..."
The whole family in the car laughed together, and the laughter floated all the way...
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After dinner, the grandparents were very sensible and took their grandson away.
The young couple had some time alone.
The two of them checked into a room on the spot.
As soon as he entered the room, he took her into his arms.
He hooked his slender fingers around her chin, his eyes fell on her moist pink lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and he kissed her gently.
She put her arms around his waist, pressed herself against him, closed her drunken eyes, and enjoyed his favor...
His body was shaking and his legs were weak, and faint moans came out of his throat, lingering in the ambiguous atmosphere.
This voice was undoubtedly a fatal temptation to Lin Zihan.
The blood in his bones was aroused and rushed into his limbs, bones, and internal organs.
Intoxicated by time; beautiful by youth.
When I woke up, it was already evening.
She nestled in his chest like a docile kitten, enjoying the firmness and warmth of his broad embrace.
One arm lazily wrapped around her slender waist, and his chin gently touched her velvety and satin hair, feeling its delicacy.
She looked up, her eyes twinkling like stars and the sweetest smile blooming on her lips.
She reached out her hand and gently touched his face, letting her fingertips slide lightly along the lines of his features.
He lowered his head, kissed her soft hair, and breathed softly into her ear.
The voice is low and slightly hoarse, full of magnetic charm and indescribable soothing.
"Did you sleep well? My flight is almost time."
"No, I won't let you go."
"I'm not leaving. Go to sleep." He hugged her close to him and rubbed her head with his big hands.
"I'm here, I'm here."
How could he bear to leave?
Every time you leave, it’s a struggle.
His dearest and most beloved people and his heart are all here.
Time is too cruel and does not know how to accommodate.
How can I really not let him go? Once or twice is fine, but not countless times.
The king has no morning court and can only talk and laugh.
A good wife must be selfless.
"Zi Han, are you awake?"
"Yeah, I'm awake."
"You'd better go, there's still time."
"Don't go."
"Let's go! I don't want to become a vixen."
Her fingers brushed across his lips. He bit them gently, and raised his closed eyes slightly.
"Don't go."
She stood up: "I'll find some clothes for you."
He put his long arms around her.
"I'm up, you're asleep."
The man got up from the bed and tucked her in.
"Sleep well, don't go back tonight, running around everywhere. Hansheng is a boy, he can be independent. Please take good care of you for me."
"I want to take you to the airport."
"No, maybe I won't be willing to leave then."
He packed his things quickly and simply, picked up his bag and called the driver.
The man stood at the door, looked back and whispered.
"gone."
The look of attachment is so alluring!
The woman got out of bed, ran to the man, stood on tiptoe, pecked him twice with her mouth, pushed him out of the door and closed it.
"Go home and report safe!"
The footsteps outside the door are getting farther and farther away...
Since ancient times, people have been sentimental about separation. Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in our eyes, we were speechless and choked with emotion.
How many times have we experienced similar scenes!
The child is eight years old now, and their feelings are deep, even stronger than first love.
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Late time.
Wang Dongchang went to his ex-wife's house to pick up his child. Usually he would stand downstairs, but as soon as a message was passed, the child would come down by himself.
Today, Ms. Yan asked him to go upstairs, saying she had something to ask him.
Wang Dongchang went upstairs and the door was open. When he pushed the door open, Yan Qiong was sitting on the sofa and looked up and saw him.
"What's the matter?" the man asked while standing, a little impatient.
"Can't you just sit down if you can't explain it in a few words?" The woman crossed her arms and retorted rudely.
The man said nothing, walked to the sofa, and sat down two seats away from her.
"Hurry up and tell me! I have an appointment soon."
"Are you familiar with that girl named Su Wan?" She glanced at him.
When he heard her asking about women, he understood something: she was jealous again.
They've been divorced for so many years, but she still thinks they're still husband and wife! How childish and ridiculous!
"She is my high school classmate," he replied.
"Look at the photo you two took!" She didn't look at him, but looked away coldly. Finally, she couldn't help but get to the point.
"What's wrong with the pictures? That's work."
He was very confident and could not show any weakness in front of her.
"Who are you trying to fool? Wouldn't it be more legitimate to take a photo with the president?" She turned her head to look at him, her face turning red with anger.
"You're just making excuses. What does it have to do with you who takes photos with you? Are you looking for me for this?" He looked at her, stood up, and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute. Do you know who her husband is? Don't make her angry. She doesn't even know it. I care about you."
She looked up and said eagerly.
"Humph, your real purpose is not to drink. Just take care of yourself and don't worry about my affairs."