Lay Down My Bad Husband

Lin Ziyi!

Just now, this little thing said that an Yize was mean and mean. Now, he immediately praises others. What do you mean?

What's more, who taught her the skill of steering by the wind? Why didn't she find it before?

When the child said that, an Yize's face immediately raised a happy smile, not for anything else, just for the fact that the little guy in front of him was Lin Ziyi's son.

Striding to the little guy's face, an Yize stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently on the soft top of the little guy's hair. "How, do you know me?"

"Of course, you know, the famous president of an's group, the business deification of our imperial capital, who doesn't know in our country f?"

This flattery is so loud!

Lin Ziyi looked down at his son, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.

An Yize's happy "ha ha..." A smile, "not bad! I know a lot. "

"In fact, I don't know much about it. It's uncle Ann. You are so good." The little guy grinned and continued to flatter.

"Stream, have you eaten yet?" Lin Ziyi continued to squint at his son, one hand in the place where an Yize couldn't see, tugging him hard, "mom is so hungry."

"Miss Lin, dinner is ready, but the child hasn't eaten it. I have to wait for you to come back." On one side, Fang Yidao is waiting.

When it comes to eating, the little guy suddenly feels very hungry. Moreover, his stomach is also very cooperative and "Gulu..." There was a ring.

"Well, I've sent your mother home safely, and I've finished my task today." Said, an Yize's vision, from the little guy's body, shifted to Lin Ziyi's body, looking at her is squinting at the child, as if to teach the child's appearance, can't help but smile, "you go in to eat, I left."

"Uncle ANN, won't you stay and eat with us?"

Lin Ziyi glared at the stream.

Death!

Xiaoxi happily receives Lin Ziyi's warning eyes and looks at an Yize with a smile.

Looking at the interaction between the mother and son, an Yize felt very interesting. He gently rubbed the soft hair on the top of the little guy's head and said, "no, uncle has something else to do. Another day, uncle will treat you to delicious food."

"Yes." Knowing that Lin Ziyi doesn't want to leave an Yize to eat with them, and that an Yize doesn't plan to stay to eat with them, the smart little guy naturally won't force an Yize to stay any more, and only happily waved to an Yize and said, "goodbye uncle an."

An Yize laughs. The child doesn't feel like a five-year-old.

"See you some other time!" With that, an Yize looked at Lin Ziyi again. His voice became more and more gentle and said, "have a good rest at home for a few days. Don't rush to work."

Lin Ziyi immediately withdrew his gaze and looked up at an Yize, "Oh, I see. Thank you."

An Yize smiles, turns around, gets on the car, then starts the car and leaves.

"Goodbye, uncle Ann!"

"Well, there's no shadow!" Seeing his son's flattery in the direction of looking at the news of an Yize's car, Lin Ziyi pulled him back. His face sank slightly and he said seriously, "why did you try to please an Yize just now?"

The little guy is not satisfied with the ground to curl his mouth, "because he is your boss ah!"

Looking at his son's relaxed reply, Lin Ziyi sighed in his heart.

Other people's children are playing carefree, but her son has to worry about her mother all day.

Is she too unqualified as a mother?

"Xiaoxi, mom's business, mom will handle it by herself!" Lin Ziyi stopped for a moment, and then continued, "you just have to be happy and healthy every day."

The little guy nodded, "well, mom, I know! However, only you are happy, I am happy, because you are the goddess I want to protect

Looking at his son's serious face, Lin Ziyi couldn't help but smile.

Even if she lost all the beautiful things a woman imagined, she would be satisfied to have a son.

Because the wound on her forehead is still aching, Lin Ziyi's taste is not good at all, but in order to accompany her children, she still managed to eat some.

After eating, Lin Ziyi went to take a bath directly, and then went to bed with Xiaoxi.

When she was in a daze, Lin Ziyi suddenly heard her mobile phone ring. Just as she was going to reach for her mobile phone on the bedside table, her mobile phone had been taken by the little guy and connected.

"Hello, uncle Tang."

For fear of waking Lin Ziyi, he got out of bed and went to the French window. His voice was very low, and he covered his mouth with his hands.

Tang Su on the other end of the phone heard that it was the child's voice, and her pretty eyebrows could not help wring, "Xiaoxi, why don't you sleep so late? Where's your mother? ""Mom's hurt. I'm taking care of her." The little guy was pathetic on purpose.

--Injured!

Three words, immediately let the man originally peaceful, even with a trace of pleasure face, dyed with a touch of frost, such as black rendering of the vast sea of eyes, but also across a dark awn.

"What's the matter?"

"My mother didn't tell me, but it seems that my mother's forehead is seriously injured."

"And how is she now?" The more you listen, the more gloomy the man's face is, and the more worried he is.

The little guy took a look at Lin Ziyi, who was frowning on the bed. He told the truth, "mom is very uncomfortable and sleepy."

"You turn on the video and let me see her."

"Oh

With that, the little guy came back to the bedside barefoot, then turned on the video call and pointed his mobile phone camera at Lin Ziyi.

At the other end of the phone, the man looked at the yellow light in the video, the bloody white gauze on Lin Ziyi's forehead, the small face as pale as paper, the frowning brow because of discomfort, and the deep vast eyes. What surged up was not only heartache and worry, but also anger.

"How could that be?" Man's voice, low and deep, mixed with a trace of angry roar.

The little guy pointed the camera at him again. He looked pitifully at the dark man in the video. He was very sad and said, "I don't know. When mom came back from work, she was already like this."

The man's good-looking sword eyebrow suddenly tightened, "you take care of her, I'll be right back."

"Yes, uncle Tang."

At the other end of the phone, the man did not delay for half a second. He immediately asked someone to prepare a helicopter and fly back to the imperial capital.