Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 489 New Year's New Scene (1)
Ziwei was sent to prison by him, and he was imprisoned for life. No one knew about it except him, and there was not a single word in the newspaper or on TV. He really couldn't figure out how she would know.

Ye Chen looked into his eyes and smiled, "Ling Mo, everything has a beginning and an end."

Ling Mo whispered in her ear, "My wife, life imprisonment is already the greatest forgiveness I can give her."

Ye Chen glanced at him again, "Ling Mo, even though she treated me like that, when you are free, I still want to see her."

Ling Mo nodded, "Okay."

This New Year's Eve was naturally very warm and sweet, and the two little ones were extremely excited. After seeing off everyone, the two of them still reluctantly wanted to sleep.

Ling Mo picked up his daughter, "Jiejie, Dad is going to set off fireworks for you, okay?"

This little guy, although he couldn't understand what his father said, his dark eyes lit up.

Ye Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and walked over with his son in his arms, "Little girl, can you understand what Dad is saying?"

Seeing his mother hugging his elder brother, the little guy pursed his lips as if he wanted his mother to hug him.

Ye Chen had no choice but to hold one in each hand. She stood in the living room and watched her husband walk into the garden with fireworks.

Xiaojiamen's ears are very tender, and they can't hear such a loud noise at all, so Ling Mo walked a long way away before spreading out the fireworks in his hand side by side.

Sister Chen was called out by Ling Mo, and Aunt He had already put two earmuffs on the babies' ears.

Ye Chen stood at the door with two children in his arms, looking at his husband. After setting up the fireworks, his husband also looked at her. From a not-so-long distance, his four eyes met Ye Chen. He could clearly feel the scorching heat in his eyes, and his face was hot again.

Ling Mo lit a cigarette and handed it to Sister Chen, and after talking to her, Sister Chen took the cigarette and walked to the other end of the fireworks.

The fireworks lit by the two people at the same time, accompanied by a higher than one whistle, the sky above the villa was brightly dyed by fireworks.

The two children in their arms were not afraid at all, their pitch-black eyes stared round, they giggled as they looked at their father not far away and the dazzling fireworks.

Infected by the innocent and lovely voices of the children, Ye Chen also laughed.

Aunt He who stood aside said, "Mrs. Ling, you are so happy."

Ye Chen smiled and didn't speak, he was really happy.

This night, it was naturally another night of love and affection. Thinking of the next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Fengfeng and Duan Muyu would come to pay New Year's greetings. After tossing until midnight, Ye Chen still got up and turned on the alarm clock.

The next day, what woke Ye Chen up was not the noise of the alarm clock, but Xiao Zeze's babbling.

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. When he saw the time on it, he couldn't help but gasped, "Why did you oversleep again!"

The door of the room was pushed open, and a pink head poked through the crack of the door. When he saw his mother sitting on the bed in a daze, the little guy seemed very dissatisfied, and a string of saliva flowed down his mouth.

Ye Chen took his coat and put it on, walked to the door and hugged his son who was getting more and more mischievous, and said in a doting tone, "Stinky boy, the water is so drooling that you can run a river."

Aunt He said, "Mrs. Ling, Miss Zhu and the others are here."

Only then did Ye Chen remember, and after handing Ozawa to Aunt He, he went to wash up.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Zhu Fengfeng's belly seems to be getting bigger. When Ye Chen carried his son into the living room, he heard Zhu Fengfeng reprimanding Duanmuyu furiously.

Ye Chen walked towards them, "Fengfeng, Happy New Year." Grabbing his son's little hand, he shook Zhu Fengfeng, "Son, come to wish Auntie Zhu a Happy New Year."

Zhu Fengfeng seemed to be very angry. When she looked at Ye Chen, her chest was still bouncing up and down, "Chenchen, I'm really mad at you."

Ye Chen smiled, and sat beside her with his son in his arms, "It's New Year's Eve, why don't you say you're mad or not."

Zhu Fengfeng glared at Duanmuyu again, "If I'm really mad, it seems that some people are very happy."

Ye Chen looked at Duanmuyu who was always silent, "Young Master Yu, what's wrong?"

Following Ye Chen's voice, Duanmuyu couldn't help shivering, and said repeatedly: "Sister-in-law, just call me Duanmuyu."

Judging from past experience with Ye Chen, Duanmuyu knew that Ye Chen followed outsiders to call him "Young Master Yu", which meant that she had something to say.

Sure enough, Ye Chen said again: "Fengfeng is pregnant now, how can you be angry with her?" Indiscriminate, a typical feminist.

Duanmuyu smiled wryly, "Sister-in-law, how dare I be angry with her."

"That's..." Ye Chen glanced at Duanmuyu again, vaguely understood something, and turned his gaze to Zhu Fengfeng, "Fengfeng, what's going on?"

Probably felt that she was really wronged, and after glancing at Ye Chen, Zhu Fengfeng quickly lowered her head, "Chenchen, this is what happened..."

The so-called upright official can't solve housework, Ye Chen is powerless to deal with the conflict between Zhu Fengfeng and Duanmuyu, Zhu Fengfeng just finished complaining when the phone rang, took it out to have a look, and answered it directly.

After answering twice, she hung up the phone. She opened the Kun bag, took out two red envelopes from it, and handed one to Xiao Zeze, "Honey, godmother's lucky money."

The little guy didn't have any concept of money, he just thought that the bright red color in front of him was very pretty. After grabbing it with his plump little hand, he sent it to his mouth.

Ye Chen smiled, stretched out his hand and took the red envelope away from his son, "Boy, this is not for you to eat."

Zhu Fengfeng echoed: "Xiao Zeze, although the food inside is not for you to eat, it can be reserved for you to marry a wife in the future."

Ye Chen immediately rolled his eyes at these untaught words, "Fengfeng, you godmother didn't teach well all day long."

Zhu Fengfeng didn't take it seriously, and she looked at Xiao Zeze who was teasing Ye Chen's arms, her eyes were burning, but she kept stopping on Duan Muyu, "Of course, you have to start planning and planning from an early age, otherwise, when you grow up, don't you want to marry me?" Having premarital depression is messing around like a fly that has been pinched off its head."

(End of this chapter)