Let his son see how Leng Yihuang dealt with her, no matter how he heard this, he felt ashamed.
Just when Lin Xiaomi was hesitating whether to save his life or save face, Leng Yihuang had already carried her into the bedroom.
With a slight force on her arm, she was thrown out.
Immediately, Lin Xiaomi's screams resounded in the bedroom.
Leng Junlin thought it was interesting, leaned on the wall and jumped over, lying on the door, gloating to watch the fun inside, but who knew that Leng Yihuang suddenly stretched out his leg to hook the door, and the door slammed shut, almost smashing his nose up.
Leng Junlin touched his handsome and tall nose in fear.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Lin Xiaomi's suppressed scolding from the bedroom: "Leng Yihuang, you bastard..."
Leng Junlin originally thought that he could watch a big show, and the two of them showed their affection in front of him every day, but now they finally quarreled and were about to fight.
Who knew that listening and listening, it was actually quiet inside.
The little guy curled his lips and slandered, "It's boring!
In the bedroom, Lin Xiaomi was severely cleaned up by Leng Yihuang once, forcing her to say that he was the most handsome one.
"Shameless, really thick-skinned!" Lin Xiaomi blushed and pulled the quilt under her feet to cover her body. Thinking of what she was forced to say just now, even her neck was blushing.
Leng Yihuang didn't deny it either, he just dragged her over and tidied it up again, so that she must unswervingly admit that he is the most handsome one in the universe from body to heart.
In the evening, Chen Zhong came to invite them to dinner, saying that Mr. President was back.
Lin Xiaomi was so frightened that he raised his heart immediately.
The president's wife doesn't want to see her, and I'm afraid Mr. President won't give her a good face, and I heard that Leng's family will come back today.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Leng Yihuang comforted her hair.
Strange to say, when Lin Xiaomi heard his pair, she felt less nervous immediately, as if she firmly believed that he would protect her when he said he would be there.
The two of them took a shower and changed their clothes. Lin Xiaomi put on light makeup in front of the mirror, trying to make herself look generous and decent.
This made the jealous Mr. Leng very unhappy.
It is said that a woman is someone who pleases herself, and she is usually not so serious about dressing up for him.
"Brother, I heard that sister-in-law is back, is it true?"
Just as they were about to go downstairs, they heard a man's voice from downstairs.
When Lin Xiaomi went downstairs, she heard Leng Junlin calling the other party's uncle.
That man looks very similar to Leng Yihuang, equally tall and handsome, I have to say that the genes of the Leng family are good, every man has the capital to become a woman's dream lover.
"Sister-in-law, it's really you, that's great!" Seeing Lin Xiaomi happy, Leng Shaoyang wanted to give her a hug.
Before they hugged each other, an arm was stretched between the two of them.
Leng Yihuang looked at him coldly, with the warning "stay away from his wife" written all over his face.
Leng Shaoyang made a gesture of surrender rather helplessly, and took two steps back: "Still as stingy as before."
Leng Yihuang didn't bother to talk to her, hugged Lin Xiaomi possessively, and introduced her: "Leng Shaoyang, my aunt's son."
"Hello." Lin Xiaomi greeted him with a smile.
Leng Shaoyang frowned slightly, he didn't quite understand why Leng Yihuang wanted to introduce them again, he looked at Leng Yihuang inquiringly, and was told: "Your sister-in-law has lost her memory."
Leng Shaoyang's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions: "It's good to come back, sister-in-law, you don't know what kind of life my brother has lived in the past few years when you were away, and he is almost falling in love."
Lin Xiaomi has heard this from several people. She can feel Leng Yihuang's feelings for her. Sometimes, she also wonders what kind of life Leng Yihuang has been living in the past few years.
She forgot everything, and it can be said that there is no trouble in the past four years, but he has to bear the pain of losing her.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaomi felt a slight pain in his heart, and took the initiative to hold his big hand.
Leng Yihuang didn't look at her, but slowly tightened his big hands, clasping his fingers tightly with hers.
When they arrived at the main building of the Presidential Palace, Leng Aotian had already returned.
Sitting majestically on the sofa, the secretary-general reported to him the general itinerary for the coming week.
Yin Xuerui personally brewed a cup of tea and put it by his hand.
Seeing them coming in, the secretary-general just finished his report and withdrew.
Leng Aotian's majestic eyes looked over faintly, Lin Xiaomi lifted it up in one breath, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, it felt like his smile was stiff.
"Grandpa, I miss you so much!" Leng Junlin was hugged by Leng Shaoyang, and when he came in and saw Leng Aotian, he kicked his calf and was about to go down, and jumped into Leng Aotian's arms with every touch: "Mr. Grandpa, you are so busy, I haven't seen you for many, many days."
Mr. President, who was originally serious and majestic, suddenly softened his cold face when he heard his great-grandson's baby-like voice, and hugged him up. When he saw his leg in plaster, he frowned. : "How did this happen? Does it hurt?"
As he spoke, he raised his head and glared at Leng Yihuang, blaming him, the father, for not taking good care of his precious great-grandson.
"It doesn't hurt. There was still a little pain at first, but when I saw my grandfather, it didn't hurt at all."
Leng Aotian was so coaxed into a smile that he couldn't care about Lin Xiaomi for a while.
Later, a few more people came in one after another. Leng Yihuang sat beside her, half hugged her, and introduced her in a low voice.
Before that, Lin Xiaomi had actually asked him, but he just didn't know the right number.
"Sister-in-law, you're really still alive!" Leng Jiaojiao opened her mouth wide in surprise, but didn't react for a while.
In the past few years, she has also blamed herself a little. If she hadn't questioned Leng Shaoyang and Lin Xiaomi had heard the news of Leng Yihuang's death, maybe she would not have given birth prematurely, and maybe there would not have been many things that followed. .
Lin Xiaomi smiled faintly at her as a greeting, and then turned her eyes to the man next to her who also resembled Leng Yihuang.
That's Leng Xingye.
The other party looked at her with a pair of eyes without blinking, and when she looked over, he smiled at her lips.
She felt uncomfortable looking at that smile, she had asked Ah Xing before, and the relationship between Leng Yihuang and his second uncle's family had already dropped to freezing point, and they didn't even do superficial efforts.
"Let's eat." When everyone was here, Leng Aotian opened his mouth, and led Leng Junlin into the restaurant with his arms in his arms.
"Grandpa, I want to go and sit." Leng Junlin slid off his knees, jumped onto Lin Xiaomi's side, and climbed up the chair next to her, but because one leg was inconvenient, his face They were all suffocated and did not climb up.
In the end, it was Lin Xiaomi who hugged him up and softly served him vegetables, trying not to make too much noise and reduce his sense of existence.