A few days ago, Guan Fengyao rented a villa in Beijing and settled Liu Ruxue and Yang Yun.

At the same time, a nanny was hired to cook.

He plans to let Yang Yun take care of her fetus in Beijing and give birth.

Yang Yun began to feel a little nervous, afraid that Guan Fengyao would change his mind.

I was also afraid that Liu Ruxue would do something unexpected.

But Liu Ruxue did not do this, but instead took the initiative to comfort her.

It is said that she is so old, since she is pregnant, it may be the only chance to have children. It is always a pity for a woman to not have children in this life, and it is a good thing to be able to fill it.

No matter whether Liu Ruxue is sincere or fake, she has made her gestures.

Or... she has no right to be jealous in front of Yang Yun.

How many years has Yang Yun followed Guan Fengyao?

Where is her?

Everything is followed by Guan Feng Yao’s head.

In the next few days, Yang Yun slowly felt relieved. Guan Fengyao really planned to keep this child.

The atmosphere was completely eased.

Today... the villa will welcome a special guest.

Wang Hui!

The night before, Guan Fengyao received a call from Wang Hui, saying that he wanted to come over and have a meal together.

This made Guan Fengyao ecstatic.

I sent the nanny to buy groceries early in the morning, but I rolled up my sleeves and started to clean up the house.

Liu Ruxue was also very happy and got busy with her.

Anyway, Wang Hui is also her son.

At 9:30 in the morning, Wang Hui finally arrived.

Alone.

Shi Zhiming was waiting for him in the car at the door.

Originally, Wang Hui wanted to call him in, but Xiao Ming refused to say that it was a family dinner between Mr. Guan and Brother Hui. It would be inappropriate if he appeared as an outsider.

Wang Hui couldn't resist him and had to enter the door by himself.

"Dad!" Wang Hui took the initiative to call Guan Fengyao.

"Oh!" Guan Fengyao grinned and agreed.

Liu Ruxue, who was standing aside, had a slightly stiff body and a feeling of sorrow rose in her heart.

My son always has his own opinions about her.

You can't blame Wang Hui. If she hadn't always wanted to treat Wang Hui as a springboard, the other party wouldn't have given her such feedback.

The nanny came back and the whole family began to get busy.

Yang Yun felt that she was an outsider, and she was in the most uncomfortable morning sickness period when she was pregnant, so she hid in the house and didn't come out.

In the kitchen, the nanny, Guan Fengyao, Wang Hui, Liu Ruxue, and a group of people were busy.

Although the kitchen is big enough, it is inevitable that the arm will touch the back if there are too many people.

"Borrowed..."

"Oh, slow down..."

"Can the leaves of this vegetable be kept?"

"Celery leaves lower blood pressure, keep it... and let your dad eat it after a while."

"When will I be, you sissy, when will I?

Have you eaten celery leaves?”

This strange warm atmosphere made Guan Fengyao, Liu Ruxue and Wang Hui feel extremely precious.

When cooking, the nanny couldn't even get involved. Mr. Guan Fengyao, the founder of Dingxin Group, volunteered to be a chef.

However, after halfway through the stir-fry, he was picked up by Wang Hui, who could no longer bear it.

Guan Fengyao, who has not cooked for a long time, has a bad skill.

Liu Ruxue walked to her son from time to time and said a few secrets, which Wang Hui happily adopted.

This made Liu Ruxue's nose sour.

It turns out that I am still quite a distance away from cold-bloodedness.

"It's time to eat!"

Wang Hui placed a casserole in the middle of the dining table.

Then he exclaimed and grabbed his earlobe.

It's really...too hot.

There were eight dishes on the table.

Guan Fengyao took out the wine and filled it with several people.

Then, he was slightly silent and turned to the stairs.

After a while, Yang Yun sat at the dining table with a huff.

"I said, I don't want to disturb your reunion, but Feng Yao... insisted that I get down!" Yang Yun's face turned slightly red.

It was indeed a bit embarrassing for her.

But what if Guan Fengyao insisted?

"What's the matter of disturbing or not?" Guan Fengyao grabbed Yang Yun and Liu Ruxue's hands and said in a deep voice: "The whole family must be neat and orderly!"

"Yes!" Liu Ruxue shed tears and agreed.

Wang Hui nodded as well.

Yang Yun has been with Guan Fengyao for most of her life, but she is not a family member, but better than a family member.

Wang Hui asked himself that he was not qualified to point fingers at Yang Yun.

Welcome is the best attitude.

Yang Yun couldn't drink, so Guan Fengyao poured her a glass of yogurt.

"Thank you, cheers!" Guan Fengyao raised his glass.

Everyone responded enthusiastically.

Putting down the wine glass, Guan Fengyao looked at Wang Hui and said, "You guy, you're doing a good job!"

Wang Hui smiled and said, "What are you referring to?"

"Everything is done well!" Guan Fengyao laughed, "Wen's family, such a big family, finally chose the head of the sect. It turned out that my son was trading behind him. It's awesome!"

Guan Fengyao slapped the table and laughed.

The pride is beyond words.

"You know how happy now? Didn't you want children back then?" Liu Ruxue complained in a low voice.

As soon as he said that, he immediately realized something was wrong, lowered his head, and felt a little scared.

It seemed to be afraid of angering Guan Fengyao.

However, the latter did not express any intense expressions, but sighed: "In the past, can I be wrong?"

The two women at the dinner table looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

What to do?

Guan Fengyao apologized?

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It's like the sun rises from four directions, southeast, west and north...

It's absolutely impossible.

Guan Fengyao smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe I'm old, or maybe I only knew what I really wanted recently!"

"Yes, in the past, I hated children!" Guan Fengyao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if recalling, "Because of human beings, it is the most important thing to live comfortably in this life. After I die, do you care about the flood of waters?"

"And, even if I have a son and can inherit the family business, what can I do?"

"I'm dead and I don't know anything. What's the difference between who inherits it?"

"Even if you have a son and inherit your career, what can you do? Can he be better than me? No flower is better than a hundred days, no one is better than a thousand days,
To be continued...