Passionate Devotion-Chapter 1430 - The most overbearing President of the year 2
Chapter 1430: The most overbearing President of the year 2
Chapter 1430: The most overbearing President of the year 2
“Why do I feel that my son is not as cute as other people’s sons?”
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“Hmph Hmph!” Xiao-Xiaoye was very dissatisfied! The moment she came, she was hogging her mother and asking him to act cute?
Yin Lu looked at the father and son’s identical expressions and laughed softly as she retreated from his arms.
you must have been enemies in your previous life. There’s a saying that goes like this. It’s not that enemies are not enemies.
“It’s good that you’re not a love rival.”
Leng Yejin was a little hungry. When he heard the Butler downstairs asking the servants to serve the dishes, he got up.
“You guys go to bed first. I’ll have a few drinks with your brother and congratulate him on his son.”
Yin Lu nodded and went to the changing room to find a warm domestic jacket for him. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the weather forecast said that it would drop significantly tonight. She didn’t know if it would snow. If it snowed, she didn’t want to go to work. It was best to stay at home the whole day and be warm.
However, no matter how cold the weather was, she still had to go to work tomorrow.
Yan Qing’s victory on the election day meant that his father-in-law was about to step down. The official date of his resignation was in January next year, which was still two months away from now. However, these two months were basically the handover of the old president.
The next night, the Duke would hold a press conference dinner at the presidential palace. Many celebrities from the political and business world would be invited. As a family member, she had to attend, and her brother had received the invitation.
This might be her brother’s first public appearance after his defeat in the election, to meet Yan Qing.
Leng Yejin went downstairs. Tingjun had already gone back to his room to sleep. Yin Zhan was sitting in the dining room, drinking green plum wine and cooking a steaming hot pot. The wooden bells hung outside the French windows. They jingled in the night breeze, and steam rose from them.
Even when he was at the lowest point of his life, Leng Yejin did not see the expression that a loser should have, nor did he have a great appetite when he suddenly found a son.
He strode over with his long legs, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
eating hotpot alone. You’re indeed a single dog.
Yin Zhan glanced at him and said indifferently, ” “Get lost!”
The Butler brought a set of cutlery over. He did not know whether to put it down or take it away. Leng Yejin rapped the long table twice with his long fingers. The Butler tactfully put down the cutlery and left.
Leng Yejin poured himself a glass of green plum wine. He took a sip and said, ” “How do you feel as a father?”
“It’s amazing,”
He’d watched tingjun grow up. From seven to nine, he’d visited him at the orphanage almost every time he had the time. He’d just pitied the child and tried to take care of him whenever he could, and the Father he’d called him for three years didn’t bother correcting him. Now, perhaps it was because of the nature of father and son that they’d still get close to each other even if they didn’t know tingjun had his blood in him.
Leng Yejin picked up a piece of beef from the steaming hot pot and said as he ate, ” “You’ve never thought of marrying my nephew’s mother?”
Yin Zhan’s eyes darkened. It was difficult to marry her. After the election, he should fulfill his promise and announce the end of his marriage with the MU family. But now that he had a son, Yin Zhan felt that it was more difficult than thinking about his future after the election.
“What do you think is the probability of a woman accepting a man who has given her a deep wound?”
if it’s a wound in love, it depends on how much the woman loves her. Sometimes, it’s just a matter of seconds for her to change her mind. But you, Wanwan, don’t seem to have any love between you two. Sigh.
Yin Zhan gave him a cold look. Nothing good came out of a filthy mouth.
He tilted his head and looked out at the cold air outside, tasting the wine alone.
