Chapter 820

"It's not hard. It's what I should do." She smiled quietly, then turned into the kitchen, brought out Sheng Yilun's breakfast and put it in front of him gently and virtuously.

He nodded at her, then she stepped back and sat next to Sheng's mother.

The graceful and noble woman looked at this scene and smiled happily, "are you shy?"

Sheng Yilun: "

Su Jiayi: "

"It's okay. I'm from here. I understand."

Sheng's mother thought that the couple slept together last night and continued to talk happily. Sheng Yilun's handsome face had obviously sunk.

He had no appetite. He just picked up milk in front of the table and sipped it. It seemed that temperature was too cold. He put it down again.

Sitting next to Sheng's mother, Su Jiayi looked at the scene, got up gently and virtuously, and poured him a cup of fresh milk just taken out of the microwave oven.

Her eyes fell on the plate that didn't move. There was a dim luster of disappointment at the bottom of her eyes. She apologized, "I don't know your appetite very well. If you don't like it, I'll ask the servant to make it again."

"No, I just don't have much appetite."

There was a strange atmosphere in front of the table. Sheng's mother nobly drew her shawl and complained, "son, you don't taste Jiayi's painstakingly cooked breakfast?"

"I eat." Not wanting to waste his breath, he interrupted the lady coldly.

Then he picked up the fork, tasted the fried egg, then broke a piece of toast, drank half a cup of milk, and then neatly picked up a paper towel to wipe the corners of his mouth, "after eating, you have a good rest at home."

Looking at her son picking up his suit and leaving, Sheng's mother frowned, directly got up and scolded him, "go to the company so early? Are you so busy? "

"Son, how many times has mom told you about the meaning of making more money? A happy family is the most important..."

"Aunt," Su Jiayi observed, gracefully held the lady's slightly trembling hand and comforted in a soft voice, "he is bent on his career, and I support it very much. Men, who don't value their work... "

Sheng's mother sighed and patted Su Jiayi's hand, "you are so clever that you are always used to him. Also, why don't you call me aunt now? "

She blushed, her long eyelashes hung down, and cast a beautiful silhouette at the nest silkworm, "Mom, I'm sorry, not next time."

"Good, this is my good daughter-in-law." Sheng's mother looked at her. Her elegant face was full of happy satisfaction, but the radian of the corner of her mouth was still restrained. Instead, she continued to scold the painless man, "son, Jiayi pleaded for you this time."

"In the future, you must come back to me early in the evening. Don't live in the Huaxi garden apartment. Mom told you to hurry up when you had a baby!"

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Sheng group, President's office.

After handling the day's papers, he leaned back. Cold don't open your eyes. You want to empty your brain and forget Sheng's mother's two machine gun reprimands last night and in the morning. But the more so, the more upset you are.

Damn it.

Aren't you married yet?

How can it be so urgent?

Sitting in the swivel chair, he walked around the office. When he looked up at the exquisitely decorated ceiling, he remembered that Sheng's mother warned him to go home early in the evening and not to run to huaxiyuan's apartment. Sheng Yilun's face sank immediately.

His thin lips were cold and pursed into a line. He simply got up, kicked open the chair, grabbed the car key and went out.