Son, This Is Your CEO Daddy

After Jiang Mochuan arrived home in the evening, Zhang Ruolan had already left, only Jiang Zian had been upstairs with Wen Mengyang and never left.

"Xi'er, do you know about the Jiang family's kid and Mengyang?" Sitting on the sofa downstairs in the living room, the pretty girl couldn't help gossiping.

Jiang's mother can be regarded as watching Jiang Zian grow up, and seeing that Jiang Zian has a sense of belonging, she is indeed happy for Jiang Zian: the only worry is that the Jiang family will not accept Wen Mengyang in the end.

"I don't know, auntie, this is Jiang Zian's own decision: we can't guess when we will bring Yangyang home to see his parents, so we might as well relax." Chen Xi also showed a trace of melancholy on her face.

"Xi'er, auntie understands what you mean." Jiang Mu sighed.

When Chen Xi saw Jiang's mother like this, she didn't know what to say, and knew that Jiang's mother was a very good person.

Hearing Jiang Mu's sigh, Chen Xi didn't feel uncomfortable.

In the evening, while eating, Jiang Zian didn't go downstairs to eat either: After everyone had finished eating, Chen Xi made some soup for Wen Mengyang himself, which happened to be a little bit for Jiang Zian.

Lying in bed at night, Chen Xi couldn't fall asleep even turning left and right.

I don't know why it is messy in my mind.

"What do you think?"

"Still thinking about Wen Mengyang's couple?" Jiang Mochuan saw Chen Xi's confusion.

"Well, I'm worried."

"You said that I met your parents only after giving birth to Yuechen. You know your father's attitude. I am worried: Will Yangyang be like me in the future."

"As you know, she is not a good-tempered girl. I am worried that she will not be able to stand the attitude of the Jiang family~~" Chen Xi nodded, staring at the ceiling.

"You are born to worry about life."

"Neither of them has gotten there yet. You worry about it so early."

"What's more, with the strength of the troops behind Wen Mengyang's family, do you think the Jiang family would refuse to be delivered by such a capable in-laws?" Jiang Mochuan smiled and said, seeing Chen Xi's appearance just like the housekeeper's wife, Jiang Mochuan To my heart, I feel that Chen Xi is really the most right choice in the past 30 years.

Just relying on Chen Xi's consideration for her.

"You all know?" Chen Xi heard Jiang Mochuan telling her the background of Wen Mengyang's home, and looked at Jiang Mochuan defensively and asked.

Wen Mengyang formatted all his family information from the moment he entered the entertainment industry. It would be impossible for people with little ability to find out Wen Mengyang’s home situation, background, etc.

"Stupid wife, how do you think I will have any threat to Wen Mengyang?"

"Wen Mengyang's family background is really attractive, and it is indeed a very advantageous friend to me."

"Do you think Jiang Zi'an doesn't know?" Jiang Mochuan saw Chen Xi's defenses against him, and smiled helplessly. He really didn't understand Chen Xi's psychological thoughts.

"Then~~ Jiang Zian and Yangyang are together because of Yangyang or Yangyang's family factors?" Chen Xi heard Jiang Mochuan's words and thought to herself that it was indeed the case.

How could Jiang Xiao not find out what Jiang Mochuan could find.

What's more, Jiang Zian must have done the investigation earlier than Jiang Mochuan, and he knew it earlier, but he has never said it out.

"I know Jiang Zi'an to some extent. Although he is sloppy, he also values ​​his rights and interests very seriously: However, in matters like feelings, he will not compare interests with interests." Jiang Mochuan said.

Although Jiang Zian seems to be arrogant, but Jiang Mochuan, who has been brother to Jiang Zian for more than 20 years, still knows Jiang Zian well.

"Suddenly discovered that this kind of thing is really hard to explain."

"Hurry up and tell me, are you with me because of my son or me?" Chen Xi said melancholy, then turned her face and pointed to Jiang Mochuan and asked.

"Wife, you are wronging me."

"If I love you or not, I don't want my son."

"I want to love you, even if you can't give birth, I will want you."

"Who told you to give birth to me a son for no reason? It was a 1000W light bulb. I wish you would give it away." Jiang Mochuan couldn't laugh or cry as he surrendered and told his grievances.

"Count you acquaintance."

"But don't take these words to Yue Chen and say them."

"Even if you want to give it away, you have to give it away when he doesn't know it."

"Otherwise, it won't be good if he remembers his home later and sneaks back." Chen Xi said in a strange way.

Jiang Mochuan couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly discovered that Chen Xi is really interesting kind of person.

Jiang Yuechen, who was resting in the next room, shuddered suddenly, not knowing why.

In Wen Mengyang’s room, Jiang Zian held Wen Mengyang tightly in his arms, so that Wen Mengyang was sweating a lot and never let go: "That~~ can you let me go first? Open, I feel so uncomfortable with you."

Wen Mengyang really couldn't help but want to roll his eyes to Jiang Zian.

Jiang Zian is too perverted like this, he hasn't let go since he has rubbed himself in the afternoon.

"No, Ruolan said, people who have a fever should sweat more."

"If you bear it, you won't be uncomfortable again when the sweat comes out."

"But~~"

"Be obedient, I feel uncomfortable for a few hours now. If you don't get the money, you won't sleep well at night." Jiang Zian couldn't bear to look at Wen Mengyang so uncomfortable, and patiently persuaded Wen Mengyang to argue for himself. Two sentences: Jiang Zian interrupted before finishing speaking.

Wen Mengyang also knew that Jiang Zian was doing it for his own good, and did not continue to say anything.

In the huge house, there are seven men and women (Wang Ma and servants live in the backyard house).

Early the next morning, Wen Mengyang's fever subsided more than half, at least not as severe as the previous day.

"Zi'an, how's that girl sick?"

"Would you like Wang Ma to make some **** soup to drink to sweat?" Jiang Zian asked kindly when Jiang Zian went downstairs the next day and had breakfast with Jiang Mochuan and Chen Xi.

"No need, Auntie, wait for Ruolan to come over and see if she can walk."

"I had a night's sleep last night, I guess I recognized the bed." Jiang Zian refused with a smile, knowing that Wen Mengyang didn't like to drink those things, so there was no need to accept it politely.

Otherwise, in the end, if you secretly throw it away, you will feel that you don’t appreciate it if you know it.

"You young people will love your wife: look at your uncle, you don't have the feelings for your aunt when you were young." Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Zian's appearance for Wen Mengyang's sake, and suddenly became emotional.

When he said these words, the face of Father Jiang, who was sitting aside, changed, a little embarrassed.