419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Jian Yunxiang coughed, his old face seemed to be a little red.

Jian Jian's eyes are full of narrow eyes, it turns out that the sweet talk of the old man when he was chasing the old lady is just a nonsense story! ! !

Without the nagging of the little guy, the itinerary was relatively quiet.

The old lady was also a little sleepy, with her great-granddaughter in her arms, she leaned on Jian Yunxiang's shoulder, her eyelids drooped and finally closed, the atmosphere was very warm and the picture was beautiful.

Jian Jian saw it in his eyes, imagined the beautiful life of himself and Su Mu Muyu after the sky cleared, and felt warm in his heart. [

It's New Year's Eve, will they have a real child on New Year's Eve next year?

Here, Jian Qingfeng looked at the subordinates who were arranged to pick them up, and returned empty-handed, rubbing their foreheads and sighing. If the old couple were quick, they would probably come back in the evening. If they were slow, it would be normal for them to be a day or two late. Even Jian Ju said that she had to be late for something.

The huge house was really deserted, sighed, and sat in front of the TV watching TV.

Jian Jian didn't say anything to Jian Qingfeng in advance, thinking about what kind of expression that stubborn man would have when he saw such a shocking New Year's gift.

The car drove directly to the yard, basically the kind where you can go directly to the door when you get off the car. The last time Su Mumu came, Jian Qingfeng deliberately ordered her to walk in.

The purpose is to let her know the gap between herself and their family, so as to generate self-knowledge, such as inferiority complex, or automatic retreat.

But it was obvious that although Su Mumu knew the gap, he didn't seem to have achieved the expected effect. Instead, he was taught a lesson by a yellow-haired girl. Fortunately, no one else was there at the time, otherwise, where would his prestige be?

Su Mumu, Su Mumu, it's not as simple as it seems! ! !

Jian Qingfeng stared at the TV screen without blinking his eyes, but he didn't notice anything except that the screen was jumping and talking. His fingers tapped on the armrest one after another, very thoughtful.

So when Jian Jian was the first to come in with the child in his arms, he didn't notice it at all, until Jian Yunxiang coughed, and he walked out of his thought realm.

When they saw that they were their parents, they got up immediately. Their Jian family's tutoring was actually very strict, especially in Jian Qingfeng's generation.

Of course, there are still certain problems in the way he disciplines his children. This education issue has always been the top priority of the country and the family, and it is the same in their family.

His son and daughter are also models of success, and they are all existences that he is proud of. Only occasionally there will be a small episode of rebellion, but it does not affect the general trend. It is like the stock market. Anyone can figure it out.

Seeing his parents, he first saluted and greeted them. Jian Yunxiang nodded and nodded. The old man still has a lot of aura, especially in front of his son, that aura is even stronger.

Dafne didn't have a good look at him, snorted, sat down on the sofa, and said to Jian Jian:

"Jean, let Yueyue go to bed first>

It was only then that Jian Qingfeng noticed that his disobedient son was called "Nizi" for short. When he saw the little girl in his arms, he frowned and asked:

"Who is this child?"