Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Besides, even if the child is not lost, who can guarantee that it must be a son?

What if it is a daughter?

It's fine for a wealthy young lady to desperately chase after her son for the sake of status, but what is a "aunt" doing desperately after her son?Joke is not a joke?

However, she couldn't tell Xu Xiaoya about it, so she changed the subject.

The two chatted for a while, and when they parted, Yan Xixi once again said: "Xiaoya, you have to love yourself first, and no matter what you do in the future, you must first plan for yourself. You have to make good use of that money, and don't waste it. Flowers, let alone any other man."

Xu Xiaoya gave a military salute mischievously: "Order."

"I'm going to check your account later. If you want to give it to your family or someone else, I won't finish with you."

Xu Xiaoya put her arms around her waist: "Slim, you still love me the most."

She smiled wryly, but it's not easy to tell Xu Xiaoya, maybe in a few days, this shop will not belong to "Yan Xixi"... The woman has some money in her hand, so she won't be too embarrassing anyway.

If you don't plan ahead, do you still go to the hair salon girl like before?

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the patches of red bougainvillea, adding a gorgeous golden border to this ordinary red flower.Next to it are rows of phoenix trees. It is the flowering season, and the trees are full of small golden flowers, which are connected into one piece, which is very spectacular.

Yan Xixi stopped in the flower pavilion, calming down for the first time to appreciate the beautiful scenery around her.

Opposite is the villa with spire, green tiles, red windows, and cooing pigeons on the roof. The design is ingenious and worthy of the high price.

Before I knew it, I had been living here for a year or two.

She sat in the flower pavilion for a long time before walking back.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the bedroom. When she was at the door, her heart beat faster, as if she had an ominous premonition.

She didn't hesitate for too long, and went in bravely.

Wang Donglin was sitting on the sofa, next to an ashtray, surrounded by smoke, and a wine bottle that was almost empty.At his feet, there is a packed box, which is some small sundries.

At this moment, he was staring at the box, regardless of whether Yan Xixi walked in or not.

However, Yan Xixi's eyes fell on the table in front of him. There were a lot of things on it, tiger shoes, red swaddling clothes, bells, rattles...all kinds of gadgets.A big bag, all the things he bought for his children back then.

Since the miscarriage, these things have never been taken out of the cabinet.

What is he doing with these now?

Yan Xixi panicked for some reason.

But he acted like no one was around, as if he didn't notice that someone came in at all.

Yan Xixi had no choice but to speak first, with a pleasant face: "Mr. Wang, have you had dinner yet?"

"No."

"May I cook some side dishes for you?"

He was noncommittal, and she waited for the opportunity to retreat.

That night, she worked very hard and carefully selected four dishes and one soup.These are all Wang Donglin's favorites.The dessert has also been worked hard, it is the newly learned mango mousse, it is ready, taste it first, and I am sure it tastes very good.

Snow-white tablecloths and exquisite tableware, the two of them hadn't sat and ate together for a long time.

She washed her hands, changed her clothes, and made sure that there was no smell of oily smoke on her body, so she went to invite him: "Mr. Wang, it's time to eat."

He didn't refuse, just held the bowl without saying a word.