"No, Mr. Bai, you are really excellent. It is precisely because you are excellent that I feel that I am not worthy of you! Besides, I already have Xiaoying, and we... can no longer do it! You... can understand
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Situ Yueyan finished speaking in one breath. She was very happy, but she still felt a little guilty. When choosing marriage, she could only consider her children.
Mr. Bai, you are very nice, but... I am really sorry!
Situ Yueyan ignored Bai Minluo who was standing aside, pulled Weng Ling over, and whispered into her ear: "Weng Ling, please comfort Mr. Bai, I... I'm going home first... I'm sorry to bother you...
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Hey, I hate it, why is this mistress so emotionally complicated and entangled?
It is really difficult for her to choose between two handsome guys!
Situ Yueyan could only fight her way home.
Looking at this diverse, busy and colorful city, I feel a little hollow inside.
"How about I go to work in Weng Ling's porridge shop from now on. Anyway, I usually have nothing to do. Well, that's it."
When passing by the fruit shop, she couldn't help but get out of the car and buy some apples to take home. This time, she wanted to make an apple puree pie for her husband, which should be quite fashionable!
"Xiaoying?"
Back at the villa, Aunt Zhang greeted her with a smile
When Bei Gong Ying saw Situ Yueyan, she asked impatiently: "Mom, where is dad? Will dad come back for dinner today?"
Situ Yueyan raised her lips and smiled, and scraped Xiaoying's nose confidently: "Don't worry, your mother is here, how dare your father not come back?"
Aunt Zhang glanced at Situ Yueyan doubtfully, feeling as if she was deceiving Bei Gongying.
"Husband of the CEO... Oh, Yue Yan, are you sure the CEO will come back?"
Yue Yan raised her head, took out her cell phone without saying a word and dialed Bei Gong Xia's number. At this time, he was drunkenly sitting in the wine and kissing Chu Yufei!
In the noisy audience, a pair of charming hands hugged his broad back tightly, kissing him from the base of his ears to his warm lips.
With her fair shoulders half exposed, Chu Yufei's two slender thighs straddled his body, and her tongue couldn't help but drive in. She had long forgotten her worries and only focused on sucking him greedily.
The fragrance and the smell of red wine
Passionate fire fills the air
And Situ Yueyan kept answering stupidly... one second, two seconds...
"Why isn't he answering? What on earth is he doing?"
After waiting for several minutes, she had no choice but to hang up the phone.
"Xiaoying, Aunt Zhang, he may not have time to answer the phone at work! Don't worry, he will definitely come back. Now, I have to prepare for the apple puree pie tonight... Aunt Zhang, please stay with Xiao Ying again.
Ying for a while...Xiao Ying, go upstairs and do your homework..."