This is probably something every parent would like to hear, especially Ai’s mother and Ai’s father. They don’t want their daughter to become a successful person. Once, Ai’s father wanted Ai Jiujiu to come back and inherit his small business. After so many things. , I think about it now.
She only hoped that Ai Jiujiu's other half could take good care of her and protect her. It was obvious that Su Yan's words touched their hearts.
Mother Ai lovingly took Su Yan's hand and patted it gently, just like an elder talking to a younger generation: "Ayan, we also know the temper of that child 99. We are very grateful that you are so tolerant of her, okay. It’s getting late, her dad and I have rested, you should also rest early.”
"Well, good night, Mom and Dad."
In the room, Ai Jiujiu was still answering the phone. Although the call came from Bei Chenyun's cell phone, it was actually Ivan.
"OK, good night."
Ai Jiujiu was cautious and did not mention the words Ivan or baby. He just hung up the phone and turned around to see Su Yan leaning against the door frame. When did he come in? How much more did he hear
Ai Jiujiu became inexplicably nervous, pursed her lips tightly, and tightened her hand holding the phone involuntarily.
Su Yan walked towards Ai Jiujiu step by step, and his tall figure instantly enveloped her.
"Finished?"
Ai Jiujiu lowered his head. Su Yan now had a sinister and cold aura all over his body, which made people shudder. However, Su Yan smiled faintly: "Your mother told us to... rest early."
Su Yan said this with a very ambiguous atmosphere, but Ai Jiujiu didn't feel any ambiguity at all, and there was no feeling of blushing or heartbeat at all. All there was was an endless coldness.
She felt like a spy about to be tortured by the core, and fear filled her body.
If Su Yan smiles, she is afraid. If Su Yan doesn't smile, she is also afraid.
A huge shadow enveloped him, making Ai Jiujiu just want to run away.
She subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly there was a force on her waist. Su Yan grabbed her waist forcefully, making the two of them close together.
The man's hot breath whispered into her ear: "Do you know what your mother asked me just now? She asked if we had a quarrel? Ai Jiujiu, I don't mind confessing everything, do you... need it?"
Ai Jiujiu's lips began to tremble, his eyes began to heat up, and his voice trembled: "Why are you forcing me like this? Why?"
"Forcing you? It's so uncomfortable? Didn't I also be tortured by you for six years?"
Su Yan sneered again: "By the way, let me remind you that the sound insulation effect of your home is not very good. If you want to make a fuss, you can do whatever you want."
After Su Yan finished speaking, he suddenly let go of Ai Jiujiu, turned around, picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom slowly. After a while, there was a sound of water rushing inside, and Ai Jiujiu fell to the ground weakly, his ears With the sound of water running in the bathroom, Ai Jiujiu covered his ears with his hands and buried his head deeply.
The matter was no longer within the scope of her ability to handle it. She forced herself to maintain some sanity. Ai Jiujiu quickly sent a text message to Beichen Yun, asking him to take Ai Fan away. Su Yan could no longer let Su Yan know of Ai Fan's existence, otherwise, she would His weakness lies entirely in Su Yan's hands.
In fact, Ai Jiujiu had already thought about I Fan's problem. If Su Yan found out, he would forcefully say that he was Bei Chenyun's son.