The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 487 I've Broken My Brother

Zhao Yu looked at her for a long time, but didn't say anything. Instead, he walked to the center of the living room, raised his hand and took off the red cloth covering something, "It's nothing, I just brought this to you."

It's actually the pair of "Palm Beads"

Jiang Ningwan was a little surprised: "Didn't Zhao Siying say that you are going to give this painting to her as a dowry?"

Mo Siyuan offered 3000 million yuan, but he refused to sell it.

Sure enough, he likes that daughter very much.

"This painting was originally for you."

Zhao Yu said, "I never knew Siying had such deep hostility towards you."

"do not know?"

Jiang Ningwan had a look of impossibility, she was not really interested in that painting.

At that time, when I heard that Mo Siyuan's bid was getting higher and higher, I just felt a pain in the flesh.

Looking at Zhao Yu now, I feel a bit complicated, "You don't know what your own daughter is like? It's okay to lie to yourself. If you ask anyone, who will believe it?"

Zhao Yu didn't speak.

There was something in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

But this is at Mo's house.

Jiang Ningwan was not at all afraid that he would get angry suddenly, so she kicked her out, "Her mother is the mistress, how good can the daughter she teaches be? Do you still expect them to be good to me?"

So years of grievances.

It's not hard to say, it's true.

Only now, Mo Siyuan was standing by her side.

There is a mother who has always disliked her, but is always thinking of her, Jiang Ningwan is also full of confidence in front of Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu looked at her for a long time, and finally he could only say, "...It's my fault."

Jiang Ningwan was a little dumbfounded.

This man may be really old.

In the past, Zhao Yu would only feel that having a daughter like her would embarrass him. Not only was he not smart, but as soon as she appeared, those people would point fingers at his new marriage.

Because Jiang Ningwan and Zhao Siying said they appeared in the same year, those people thought with their toes and knew it was his problem.

But now he...

He would say that he is not good.

"Am I still awake?"

Jiang Ningwan took Mo Siyuan's hand and asked in doubt.

Mo Siyuan smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Ningwan was a little confused, and whispered to him: "When I was dreaming, I always accused him so loudly! Every time I didn't feel good, I was kicked out by him..."

"He won't."

Mo Siyuan reached out and touched her.

His girl has grown up long ago, but her heart is as simple and straightforward as when she was young.

I don't know when it started, I just treat him as pure and kind as ever.

When facing others, you can also wear armor and have thorns all over your body.

"Wan Wan."

Jiang Qing couldn't stand it any longer, "I have something to do with Siyuan, you can stay alone with him for a while."

This he refers to Zhao Yu.

Jiang Ningwan was reluctant at first, but her eyes on Jiang Qing immediately faltered, she said "Oh", and reluctantly watched Mo Siyuan go upstairs.

I couldn't help but said again, "Don't say anything."

In fact, Mo Si knew how to measure far better than she did.

But she just couldn't help it, the more nonsense she had to talk to him, the better.

"Listen to you."

Mo Siyuan's voice lingered softly in her ears.

Jiang Ningwan blushed a little.

Even if he had to be alone with Zhao Yu, he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

"Miss, do you still drink honeydew melon juice?"

Butler Li stood at the door and asked.

"Correct."

Jiang Ningwan has been obsessed with honeydew melon juice recently, not only for the taste, but the word honey is also very suitable for her mood.

"You guys yesterday..."

Zhao Yu was probably organizing his words, but was interrupted by Jiang Ningwan as soon as he opened his mouth, "What do you want to ask? You didn't care about me before, so what do you have to ask now?"

She has never been a good-natured person.

Especially the other party is not in her pleasing list.

Zhao Yu's expression became a little uneasy, "Wanwan, I'm your father!"

"When I was bullied and cried by Siying, what were you doing?"

Jiang Ningwan looked at him with her chin up.

She was raised very well by Mo Siyuan. At this age, ordinary girls have experienced all kinds of ups and downs, know how to put away their sharp claws, and use smiles and a good temper to seek the greatest benefit for themselves in this world.

Only Jiang Ningwan.

The older you get, the more arrogant you become.

The only difference between her and those people.

It's just because she has Mo Siyuan.

None of this has anything to do with Zhao Yu.

He was silent for a long time, and said: "Wanwan, you have grown up, there is no need to always bring up the things when you were a child. No matter how bad Siying is, she is still your own sister. Even if you don't like her mother, the things that happened back then , and you can’t blame her for the fault.”

Zhao Yu probably felt that he was patiently persuading him at the moment.

Jiang Ningwan listened very carefully, "But there is nothing else to say between us. The only thing I remember about you is that you were bullied by Zhao Siying in Zhao's house when you were a child. Instead of ignoring it, you let that woman protect Zhao Siying .”

Her memory is actually not very good.

But there are some things that have been inexplicably remembered for so long.

Jiang Ningwan has never told anyone about it, but this kind of childhood regret may not be easily erased.

"Mr. Zhao."

Jiang Ningwan called her very politely, "Don't you think that if you give me a painting worth 800 million, I will be so moved that I will cry and hug your thigh like Zhao Siying and others? ?”

For the first time, Zhao Yu felt that this daughter, who was so simple and stupid in nature, was so strange.

The stranger made him unable to speak.

Jiang Ningwan smiled and said: "Then you will look down on Mo Siyuan too."

"He treats you... really that good?"

Zhao Yu couldn't say anything about his relationship with his daughter, so he had to change the subject.

"of course."

Jiang Ningwan laughed, her eyes seemed to light up when that person was mentioned.

But Zhao Yu had never given her such pride and pride from the bottom of her heart.

"……it is good."

Zhao Yu found that he had nothing else to say besides this word.

Jiang Ningwan thought this person was quite strange.

It's not the same as before when we meet tomorrow.

But she couldn't tell why.

The father and daughter had nothing to say, and they seemed a little awkward sitting together.

Jiang Ningwan raised her head and glanced at the stairs.

She didn't know what Jiang Qing called Mo Siyuan to do.

It's been so long and I haven't finished talking.

"Then you are doing well."

Zhao Yu stood up, "I'll go back first."

Jiang Ningwan: "Oh."

She called, "Uncle Li, see off the guests." Zhao Yu and Butler Li went out together. When they reached the door, they looked back at her with an indescribably sad look in their eyes.

Jiang Ningwan's mood was a bit complicated.

"Look at what?"

Mo Siyuan didn't know when he went downstairs, walked up to her, and asked softly.

Jiang Ningwan threw herself into his arms and hugged him, "Let me tell you... Zhao Yu may be terminally ill, the way he looked at me just now... and said some weird words..."

"Parkinson's is not terminal."

Mo Siyuan said: "It's just that he may not be able to continue painting."

This is probably the unique feeling between father and daughter.

Obviously Zhao Yu didn't say anything.

Jiang Ningwan was such a slow-witted person that she could even realize that something was wrong with him.

"Really... are you in poor health?"

Jiang Ningwan didn't know how to react, she turned her head to look at the palm beads, and was stunned for a long time, "Then he just now... I seem to have spoken too much..."

Zhao Yu looked like that.

It must be quite sad.

"fine."

Mo Siyuan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "It would be abnormal if he behaved very well. Since he didn't tell you, he probably didn't want you to worry, so you can continue to pretend that you don't know."

Jiang Ningwan felt a little complicated, "But you all know. He just thinks... I don't understand anything, so he doesn't tell me, right? Will I feel sorry for him? I only care about his hand being useless, this painting Can it increase in value!"

As she spoke, the sockets of her eyes suddenly turned red, and the pupils of her eyes were spinning inside, shining brightly.

"Who should worry about him!"

Jiang Ningwan lay on Mo Siyuan, sniffing hard, "I'm not worried about him!"

No matter how bad the father is.

She also has only one father.

You can sting him with harsh words on the surface, or turn your head and say them when you are upset.

But in my heart, I hope he is healthy and healthy.

"He didn't tell us."

Mo Siyuan caressed her hair gently, and said in a warm voice: "It was he who suddenly asked you to go to the art exhibition yesterday. I checked it casually. Just now, my mother asked me to go up to ask about it!"

"Check it out?"

Jiang Ningwan punched him on the chest, "Why do you have so many troubles! What's the matter with you! I like to find trouble when nothing happens!"

Mo Siyuan sighed: "You're right, it's all my fault."

Jiang Ningwan raised her head and stared at him: "The attitude of admitting mistakes is too good, too fake."

Mo Siyuan touched her face, "Then...you will punish me again at night?"

"Go away!"

Jiang Ningwan gave him a push, and besides talking about such melancholy things, he suddenly said this, which instantly overturned her original mood.

Punish him at night?

Was it really not her own fault?
"What's going on?"

Jiang Qing's voice suddenly came from the stairs.

I don't know when it was standing there.

Jiang Ningwan was startled, and immediately got out of Mo Siyuan's arms, and stood up by herself, "No...it's nothing."

Mo Siyuan is much better than her.

The man looked as usual.

Not intimidated at all.

Jiang Qing walked down slowly, "Is he gone?"

Jiang Ningwan: "Let's go."

"Come here." Jiang Qing's eyes fell on her, as if to settle accounts after autumn.

Jiang Ning, who was dawdling, cast his eyes on Mo Siyuan for help.

"Look what Siyuan is doing!"

Jiang Qing said, "I called you, not him."

"mom……"

Jiang Ningwan jumped over, grabbed her arm and shook it, half acting coquettishly, half confessing: "I accidentally hurt my brother."

Jiang Qing frowned.

Mo Siyuan came over, put his arms around her waist, and said with a smile: "I am so happy to be harmed."

The two stood together, as if time stood still for a moment.

Jiang Qing was a little dazed.

For a while, he couldn't say anything.

Probably a good match is made by nature, so nothing can stop it.

(End of this chapter)