Marriage with a child: The president's husband is too dark-bellied

Chapter 440 The Important Person
He frowned, opened his arms towards Kanglele, and waved his right hand a few times in the air to signal her to come over.

She obediently walked up to him and sat on his lap.

Wen Ruan Xiangyu sat in her arms, Ou Zinan put her arms around her, resting her chin on her neck, her voice was a little tired: "Why are you here?"

When he asked her this question, she finally remembered her intention for coming here, her eyelashes drooped for a moment but she didn't know how to open her mouth to ask, she was afraid that if she said something wrong, she would touch his sensitive nerves.

Seeing her every word for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head to the side of her neck, looked at her erratic eyes, and gently shook her head with his hand.

"What happened? Someone bullied you?"

Kanglele got up from his arms, and stood facing the lazy body leaning on the chair.

"Zi Nan, do you have something to hide from me?"

Looking at her delicate little face with a hint of blush after the blame, it seems that she knew about it.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled up calmly. Although he knew it clearly in his heart, he still said with a sloppy eye, "Oh? What are you referring to?"

What?There is something else besides this one!unacceptable!
She got angry and turned her head to leave.

Just when he was about to walk to the door, Ou Zinan pulled her into his arms with a big hand, and laughed softly: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

She didn't save any face for him anymore, she opened her mouth and said, "Ou Zinan, why didn't you tell me that tomorrow is the anniversary of my mother's death?"

He took the bag in her hand, led her to the reception sofa, and squinted her eyes while pressing her on the sofa: "Actually, I have thought about telling you, but I have been too tired these days, so I don't want to Let me distract you again. Anyway, I go to this matter every year alone, so I don’t need to mobilize people.”

When she saw him say the last sentence, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and her heart became painful.

She took his hand and made him sit beside her.

"Zi Nan, let me ask you. Am I your wife?"

Ou Zinan was taken aback, looked at her and nodded in a daze.

"As the saying goes, an ugly daughter-in-law also needs to see her parents-in-law. You also know that I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I have always been helpless," she said, holding his hand on her chest, "Because of you, I have I have built a complete family. Although the process was a bit twists and turns, you made me very happy, and you made this place alive. And now your parents are also my parents. Do you understand that you are not alone now? You have me, and Ono."

He looked at her deeply, his eyes shimmering, and he hugged her into his arms: "Lele, thank you."

Thank you for being in my life, thank you for bringing me all the good things, thank you for teaching me what love is, thank you for accepting the imperfect me, thank you for being with me.

When they went home together in the evening, they drove past a flower shop, and Kanglele hurriedly asked him to stop.

After he parked the car and got out of the car, Kanglele, who was waiting for him just now, disappeared in the blink of an eye. He looked around but couldn't find her.

When he was going crazy in anxiety, he turned his head and saw the little woman who was bending over and brushing her hair to her ear, sniffing the lily in her hand.

He grabbed her with one hand: "What are you doing? You don't have your mobile phone with you, and you don't wait for me by the side, do you know?"

Just when he was about to continue, the clerk of the flower shop said to Kanglele with a smile on his face: "Miss, are you sure you want this white lily?"

She was hurt by Ou Zinan's grasp, she pulled her hand out, frowned and smiled at the clerk who looked so tender that he could pinch water out: "Well, this is what I want."

"Miss, the flower language of this white lily is great love. Although chrysanthemums are usually used to commemorate the dead, in fact, this lily is also very suitable. You should choose this one."

She smiled.

It turned out that she went to see her mother to buy flowers.

Kanglele turned to look at Ou Zinan who was lowering his head and blaming himself at this time: "I said before, the people who are important to you are the people who are important to me."

"Lele."

Put your fingers between his lightly opened thin lips: "Shhh, it's over. I know you're moved."

Looking at her blinking eyes at him, I wish I could eat her right now.

"Miss, your flowers are ready."

Sitting in the brightly lit Oujia villa was a man who had the same face of harming the world as Ou Zinan.

Ou Zidong was wearing a royal blue casual suit, and sat on the sofa in the living room with his slender legs crossed holding a car magazine.It seemed that everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

Although the two brothers were born from the same mother's womb, their personalities are indeed very different.Ou Zinan is like a good tea, for those who are not familiar with it, the tea is bitter and astringent, but for those who are familiar with it, after drinking it, it becomes weaker and weaker, but there is always a pleasant fragrance lingering; Ou Zidong is a colorful cocktail, which is exciting but allows people to taste his depth in one sip.

He raised his hand and looked at the Rolex watch on his wrist: "Aunt Zhang, did I say that the meals at Big Brother's house are always this late?"

Aunt Zhang stopped adding tea to Ou Zidong: "I called and asked just now, and said that I am on the way back. If the second young master is really bored, why don't I ask the young master to come down and talk to you."

Ou Zidong's eyelids twitched when he thought of his elder brother's harmless baby son. If he had said a few words to him, he would have lost a few years of his life.

"It's okay, I'll just wait here for them to come back."

While speaking, Ou Zinan's voice came from the gate: "Hey, why is Zidong here when you have time?"

Seeing the two brothers in front of her eyes, Aunt Zhang felt relieved: "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master is just hungry, why don't you talk about it while eating."

During the meal, Ou Zidong praised the food at Ou Zinan's house, and said some innocuous words.

Ou Zinan didn't listen much, and kept waiting for him to tell the purpose of coming.

Ou Zidong saw that they were all eating peacefully, talking and laughing.He really couldn't hold back anymore, he pulled the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Putting down the lunch paper in his hand, he said, "Brother, tomorrow is the anniversary of my mother's death. I want to go with you."

Ou Zinan didn't watch him eat and didn't stop, he picked up a shrimp and put it in Kang Xiaoye's bowl.

"Well, you haven't been there for so many years, so I should take you to see it. I think my mother would like to see you too."

He chewed the food in his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and waited for his next sentence.

"I, I want to take, take Hibiscus with me."

Ou Zidong carefully observed the changes in his face.

(End of this chapter)