The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Yes." Yan Yaoshun said.

The assistant was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "President, you are trying to give a helping hand to Wen's rhythm."

"Zuo Yimeng is my wife's aunt." Yan Yaoshun raised his eyebrows. Why was he so wordy and told him to do it, so he would do it, wordy what?

"Good," the assistant said.

The president has said so, what else can he say.

Zuo Yimeng is the aunt of the president's wife. Wen's has a problem, can their Yan's be on the sidelines? No way!

When Ni Lehui and Yan Yaoshun returned home, Ni Lehui put the dessert in the refrigerator. She considered a problem. Yan Xiaoxiao and Han Han were not there, so she and Yan Yaoshun were the only ones at home.

Yan Yaoshun has just returned. If a normal husband and wife is a normal couple, it would be Xiaojie wins a newly-married man and a lone man and a widow. They are husband and wife again, and everything is legal.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Divorced and have a daughter.

If Yan Yaoshun wanted to do something to her when she was just married, she would definitely find reasons to object, but now, she seems to be less blank with Yan Yaoshun, especially when he suddenly appeared in the hospital for no reason, no Asking the reason, defending her, when Xia Qing rushed towards her, he kicked Xia Qing away.

That's handsome, that's mighty.

For him, she had some expectations. She didn't want to be a nameless couple with him. She wanted to be a real couple with him, but she didn't know what Yan Yaoshun was thinking about. What was his attitude toward her?

Ni Lehui took a deep breath, making a stab at everything. She wanted to ask clearly, it was simply torturing if she didn't know or not.

"That..." Ni Lehui came to the living room. She was smug, and when she faced Yan Yaoshun, she immediately looked like a frosted eggplant. "Do you want to take a shower first?"

"I'm a little tired." Yan Yaoshun stared at Ni Lehui with a smile. Her face was uncomfortable. He looked at the bottom of his eyes and said softly his true thoughts. He was really tired. He never knew Xiao was unconscious. When he woke up, he hadn't slept peacefully, and rushed back to see her in a hurry, and she encountered such a thing again.

Yan Yaoshun seemed to be acting coquettish to his lover. This was his first time. When he was with Ao Lei, he had never acted coquettish to her.

Ni Lehui was stunned, and met Yan Yaoshun's warm gaze, his cheeks flushed.

"Aren't you tired?" Yan Yaoshun asked.

Even if he was tired, he asked her if she was tired. Of course she was tired, but he was not tired.

"Then you go back to the bedroom and rest." Ni Lehui hurriedly stepped away, tripping her right foot with her left foot, and hitting the wall with her head out, making her grin in pain.

"Be careful." Yan Yaoshun saw that she was about to hit her and stretched out his hand to hold her, but he still couldn't stop her from hitting, and sighed helplessly.

Yan Yaoshun stepped forward and helped her sit on the sofa. With big white hands and distinct bone joints, he carefully rubbed the back of her head, gently, as if protecting a valuable treasure.

"What's going on with this wall?" Ni Lehui blushed in embarrassment, and the pain in the back of her head reminded her of how heavy the collision was. She didn't faint and considered her head to be stiff. "Okay, don't rub it, the more you rub it, the more painful it gets."

"The wall is dead, and people live." She refused to rub it, and Yan Yaoshun didn't insist. She got up and took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. He glanced at Ni Lehui, who was sitting on the sofa and wanted to rub but was afraid of pain. A smile flickered in her black eyes.

Yan Yaoshun sat down on the sofa leisurely, ripples in his eyes that he didn't even notice, and asked, "Should I go to the hospital?"

Ni Lehui sat obliquely to the left of Yan Yaoshun, and glanced at Yan Yaoshun obliquely. "Going to the hospital is too trivial."

Yan Yaoshun leaned lazily on the sofa, and his white chest under the slightly open shirt collar happened to fall into Ni Lehui's eyes. His face turned red, and Ni Lehui hurriedly diverted his attention.

This guy must be deliberate, too unkind, and actually tempted her.

In fact, Yan Yaoshun really didn't intend to seduce, it was just a random action, Ni Lehui's own sentimental fantasies.

"Aren't you tired? I'm going to pour you water." Ni Lehui ignored the head bump, got up and ran towards the kitchen. She didn't run away for fear that she could not help but throw him down.

Yan Yaoshun looked at Ni Lehui who had fled in a hurry, and the smile on his face became stronger. He said that he was tired. Shouldn't she go to give him bath water, and what to do with him?

Ni Lehui poured the water, and walked back and forth in the kitchen with a cup of water. When she made up her mind to go to the living room, Yan Yaoshun had fallen on the sofa and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ni Lehui approached, took a look, put down the water glass, went to the bedroom and picked up the folded quilt on the bed, returned to the sofa in the living room, and leaned over to cover him.

It was the first time that Ni Lehui looked at him at such a close distance, carefully examining Yan Yaoshun's appearance, and then recalling Zhang Aolei's appearance, and had to feel the Creator's abilities. They were really a pair of men and women, a match made in heaven.

Unfortunately, they have no destiny.

He was really tired. She had to go to work and also had to take care of Yan Xiaoxiao. She had experienced this kind of tiredness and was exhausted.

Appreciating and admiring, Ni Lehui didn't know why, so she kissed him, not somewhere else, and kissed his lips. When she returned to her senses, Ni Lehui was also frightened by her sudden movements, covering her mouth. Ni Lehui was going crazy, she actually kissed him in his sleep.

Ni Lehui ran back to her bedroom and rushed into the bathroom.

On the sofa, Yan Yaoshun, who was originally asleep, Ni Lehui ran away, his eyelashes trembled lightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Wen family.

Zuo Yimeng didn't go home until one in the morning, and Wen Zhifan had been sitting in the living room waiting for her to come back.

"Mom." Wen Zhifan got up and went to the hallway to take the bag in Zuo Yimeng's hands. Seeing her tired face, Wen Zhifan asked worriedly: "Mom, is there something wrong with the company?"

For so many years, he knows better than anyone how hard it is for Zuo Yimeng to manage a company, and what about him? He ignored the company. The company was supposed to be his responsibility, but Mom helped him carry it and let him do what he wanted to do.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Zuo Yimeng rubbed her eyebrows. The company's affairs made her very busy.

"Mom." Wen Zhifan said loudly.

"Be quiet, don't wake Hanhan." Zuo Yimeng made a silent gesture.

"Mom." Wen Zhifan whispered and finally put Han Han to sleep, but don't wake her up. The little guy did not sleep well and would be emotional.

"It's okay, don't worry, who is your mother? Even if the sky is falling, your mother can stand it, don't worry, don't worry." Zuo Yimeng patted his chest and said.

"mom……"

"Okay, I'm tired." Zuo Yimeng interrupted Wen Zhifan, turned around and walked towards the stairs, and on the second floor, Zuo Yimeng did not forget to remind: "You also go to bed early, and you have to go to work tomorrow."