The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 3214 Xiaoye is domineering and flirts with her sister, the sweetest is a princess hug 37
"Why did I give birth to such a rebellious thing like you!" Leng Yejin slammed down a sentence, without the slightest anger in his voice, he tilted his head and said to the housekeeper: "Bring another bottle of better red wine, I want to borrow some wine Get rid of your worries!"

The housekeeper suppressed his laughter, and quickly went to get another bottle of good wine. After opening the bottle, Leng Yejin said, "Go get another glass, my son also needs wine to relieve his worries!"

Xiaoye's listless eyes instantly brightened like daylight, and his spirit shook: "Dad, you actually let me drink?"

"It's as if if I don't let you drink, you haven't gone to other people's house to drink alcohol! It's my face that I lost!"

When the housekeeper brought the wine over, Leng Yejin poured a glass for his son himself: "Come on, because you don't have a good father, and because I don't have a good son, let's use wine to relieve our worries, let's have a drink!"

"Hey!" Xiaoye raised his glass in trepidation and took a sip, "Dad, let's have another drink!"

Leng Yejin: "Come on, get drunk and relieve your worries!"

Yin Lu sat beside her and smiled: "I've never seen a father and son sitting together drinking to relieve their worries. Xiaoye, drink less."

Xiao Ye didn't do it, it was rare for his father to let him drink, so he said confidently: "My father let me drink. My cousin said that when he was 13 years old, his uncle allowed him to drink with his uncle. The taste of this wine is not as good as that of my brother's house good."

"Don't learn from the good ones, but learn from the bad ones." Yin Lu shot him a look, and asked curiously, "How about that kid in July?"

"Mom, you're such a gossip!" Xiaoye didn't answer, but instead said, "I gave you all the love letters I received at school before. Didn't you say you didn't want to read them, and you should respect your son's privacy?"

"I just asked casually!" Yin Lu picked up food for her son again, thinking unhappily: As expected, my son has grown up and is not as cute as when he was a child!
After thinking about it, he was unwilling: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, she's a good equestrian."

Yin Lu: "..." What kind of answer is this?Son is fooling her!

"Study is not bad, and I finally caught up with the progress."

Yin Lu said with a smile; "It seems that our little Ye pays a lot of attention, so I can rest assured, mother."

"Do I have any?" Xiaoye was beaten back by Yin Lu, held up his wine glass to take a sip of wine, raised his chopsticks arrogantly, and took the initiative to pick up a piece of his favorite fish for Leng Yejin, and then picked it up for Yin Lu. She ordered her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs: "Dad, this fish is good; Mom, this sweet and sour pork ribs are also good."

Leng Yejin took a bite of the fish and said: "Your son actually wants to say that you can't stop your mouth even if you eat it. Because of such a bad son, Lulu, let's drink a glass of wine together. We should have a daughter back then. I heard that my daughter is caring."

Yin Lu nodded with a smile, and echoed sadly: "Well, I also want to drink away my worries."

The housekeeper turned his back silently, his back trembled with a silent laugh, this family of three is really good!
"Mom, I didn't mean that!" Xiaoye explained embarrassingly, and took another piece of pork liver for Leng Yejin.

Dad has to draw a small tube of blood every month. Although bloodletting is nothing, but he does it every month. Over the years, he developed symptoms of anemia. Although it was not serious, he felt very distressed. I would like to sandwich a piece of pork liver!
Although Dad doesn't like to eat pork liver, as long as it is given to him by him and his mother, he will basically eat it in his stomach.

Sure enough, when Leng Yejin saw the pork liver in the bowl, he frowned, didn't say anything, handed it to his mouth naturally, swallowed it whole without chewing two mouthfuls, chewed the things he didn't like affect appetite.

(End of this chapter)