Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

"The house is a little messy. You can sit for a while and have dinner right away." Lin Yu didn't find Qiao Xiaoxi uncomfortable. After putting away the gifts brought by Feng Tingyu, she went to the kitchen inside.

Feng Tingyu hated the smell of lampblack, but he didn't say it directly here.

Looking at Lin Yu entering the kitchen, the tears in Qiao Xiaoxi's eyes fell down in an instant.

She followed Lin Yu to the kitchen door. Three people stood in the narrow kitchen. Du Nansheng was cooking with an apron tied. Du Xiaoyue, a small man, stood beside his father and helped him pass the plate.

In Britain, there were servants at home. They didn't need to do cooking in person. The house is big and beautiful.

Even if they go back to city a, the house they buy is not bad. But in just one or two months, their lives have undergone earth shaking changes.

Is it because of her? It's all because of her.

"Xiao Xi..." Lin Yu prepared the dishes and chopsticks. When she wanted to take them out, she found Qiao Xiao Xi standing at the door of the kitchen. "Why are you standing here? Go to the living room to accompany the guests."

"..." Qiao Xiaoxi felt like a huge stone, and the tears in his eyes, like broken beads, slipped down one after another.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?" Lin Yu knew that Qiao Xiaoxi would be very sad to see their current life. That's why I hid her. "Are you hungry..."

"It's all my fault. I'm sorry for you." Qiao Xiaoxi pursed his lips, tears rolling like a flood breaking the embankment. "If I didn't insist on returning home, you wouldn't sell your house and company in Britain and come to China with me. If you didn't come to China, your company wouldn't have a crisis, let alone sell it and buy an apartment for less than two months. It's all my fault. How can I be selfish and hope you will return home with me? Sorry, woo..."

Qiao Xiaoxi couldn't hide his inner collapse. He covered his cheeks with his hands and cried wantonly.

"No." Lin Yu's face immediately changed, put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and hugged her painfully. "You don't want to return home alone. My aunt wants to come back. It's not your fault that so many things have happened. It's our failure to manage the company well. Don't blame yourself."

"Why do the two mothers cry? Wow..." Du Xiaoyue cried when she saw them crying.

"Look at you, it scared Xiaoyue." Du Nansheng picked up the little guy on the ground. "If the house is gone, you can buy it again. As long as everyone is happy together, it's more important than anything."

"Don't cry, it will scare Xiaoyue."

"What's for dinner? Can I help you?" Feng Tingyu's high-profile voice spread into the kitchen.

"Oh, no, it'll be right away." Lin Yu helped Qiao Xiaoxi wipe away the tears on his face and answered outside the living room. "Don't cry any more. It's not good for president Feng to see. Even if you two are husband and wife now, you've just got married after all."

"When it comes to marriage, did you give them the household register?" Qiao Xiaoxi wiped away his tears and sniffed.

"Hmm..." Lin YuYan's words flickered, but he didn't deny it. "They said you volunteered, and asked me to consider Feng Yuhao's feelings, that is, your son's feelings. You can't let the child live in an imperfect family without a mother? Besides, President Feng hurt your little uncle because of a misunderstanding for you. I think he must also care about you, doesn't he?"

Lin Yu said so much that Qiao Xiaoxi didn't know how to answer. Can't you tell her that her marriage to Feng Tingyu is a fake marriage with an agreement?

Anyway, marrying Feng Tingyu at least gave Feng Yuhao a complete family and helped his aunt's family solve the company's difficulties. She has not lost anything. At most, she is a "married woman" in name.

After dinner, Lin Yu and Du Nansheng cleaned up in the kitchen. Only Du Xiaoyue and Qiao Xiaoxi and Feng Tingyu are left in the living room.

Du Xiaoyue didn't recognize her and had a good time with Feng Tingyu. Maybe there is a reason for Feng Yuhao at home. Feng Tingyu and Du Xiaoyue naturally become friendly.

"Mom Xiaoxi, don't stand there. Come here and play with me and Tingyu's father." Du Xiaoyue saw Qiao Xiaoxi standing there alone, raised her voice and cried sweetly.

"..." Qiao Xiaoxi looked black. Even if he felt uncomfortable again, he couldn't be serious with a child's son.

"Come here, sit here." Du Xiaoyue waved to Qiao Xiaoxi and motioned her to sit beside her.

"Don't call me mother in the future. It will make others misunderstand. You should call me sister." Qiao Xiaoxi walked over and sat down next to Du Xiaoyue, with his fingers on the tip of the little guy's nose. His face is spoiled. "I'm your sister, not your mother. My mother is in the kitchen."

"But mom and Xiaoxi's mom don't differ much in your age. Xiaoxi's mom, you're my mom. Are you afraid I'll call you old? Just now Tingyu's father said that the boy named Feng Yuhao is the son of you and Tingyu's father." Du Xiaoyue looked up at her brain bag and seemed to be scolding Qiao Xiaoxi. "Xiaoxi's mother, your son is so old. You and Tingyu's father have been together for a long time."

"How can children talk so much?" Qiao Xiaoxi thought he would be much more relaxed and natural when he returned to Lin Yu's house. Unexpectedly, this little girl film is just like Feng Yuhao.

She just went to the bathroom. Did the man talk to Du Xiaoyue so much?

"With a long mouth, you must talk. Didn't Xiaoxi's mother teach me to be eloquent?" Du Xiaoyue blinked her eyes. She was very cute.

"That's my fault?" Qiao Xiaoxi felt like crying. He taught the little girl those things, not to let her debate her, but to deal with others. "Anyway, don't call me mother Xiaoxi, call me sister. And..." she stared at the man sitting on the other side of Du Xiaoyue. "Call him brother."

Before, she didn't think that Du Xiaoyue called herself "Mom", which sounded harsh. Why do you suddenly feel very uncomfortable?

Father Tingyu! What the hell is this? The little guy has a big brain hole. If Du Xiaoyue stays with Feng Yuhao, somehow they will copy his home.

"No, I like Tingyu's father." Du Xiaoyue held Feng Tingyu's arm with a bracelet, showing his expression of dependence.

Feng Tingyu won the hearts of Lin Yu's family so soon?