Chapter 395

Rong Zhenye pretended to be helpless and sighed: "your mommy is very disobedient. Only in this way can you subdue her and make her obedient."

"Daddy, I tell you that violence doesn't matter if my mommy is soft or hard. You should learn to move Mommy with your heart." Mimi said it painstakingly. She didn't want to bite off mommy's mouth when daddy got angry one day.

Rong Zhenye takes another gloomy look at Yi Youxia. This woman's heart is not with him. How can she be moved? The only thing he could do was to take her heart by force and imprison her for a lifetime.

"Smart kid, I have a way to deal with your mommy, so you don't have to worry about it." He stroked Mimi's head with a perfunctory tone. After all, children can't understand adults' affairs.

Mimi put her arms around her chest, pouted her little mouth, and looked suspicious. "I think the more you deal with it, the worse it gets. Otherwise, how come you haven't remarried until today?"

This remark obviously poked Rong Zhenye's pain, and a hurt smile appeared on his face. To be honest, he didn't expect that he and Yi Youxia would become confused and disorderly.

Yi again summer is propping forehead, a bit disorderly in the wind. She felt that her failed marriage and love not only set a bad example for the children, but also let them down on her mother.

"Baby, Mommy will take care of her own affairs. You should grow up happily and not be influenced by adults."

"I'm worried about you." Mimi looked at her, her face was full of melancholy, "Daddy married someone else, daddy was robbed by others, now you are alone."

Yi again summer faints, listen to daughter this tone seem to be worrying that she is left over, marry not to go out. My God, she just met people and was pried into the corner twice. Is it so tragic?

Rong Zhenye sees her mind, reaches out his hand, embraces her, and looks at Mimi with his eyes. "Baby, your mommy is not alone. I'm always by her side."

Mimi waved her hand: "what my mommy needs is a husband. You are a married man, and you can't marry her. It doesn't make any difference whether you are here or not." She showed that she was not optimistic about him, that is, she intended to stimulate him and make him feel a sense of crisis.

Rong Zhenye was really deeply hit. The corners of his mouth twitched and drew a depressed micro arc. "No matter whether there is that piece of paper or not, your mommy is my woman."

"My mommy is not. If I meet a better man than you and Dad, I will let mommy marry. Make you and dad regret it. " Mimi changed into a overbearing tone, hands akimbo, like a little dictator.

Yi again Xia heart under tiny sweat, this overbearing gene is absolutely from big devil body heredity come over, she doesn't have.

Rong Zhenye's eyes deepened, as if a shadow floated in. This little devil is deliberately choking with himself. It seems that Xia Yuhan's affair has hit her a lot and made her share her resentment with him. After all, he has "betrayed" her mother.

"Kid, there won't be such a person any more. Whoever dares to touch your mommy, I'll kick him out of the earth." He used a direct, rude and cold tone, and his eyes were staring at Yi Youxia all the time. It was obvious that this was not for Mimi, but for her. Xia Yuhan is the last one. If anyone dares to covet his woman, he will disappear from the earth.

Mimi was a little frightened and shivered. After hiding in yiyouxia, her father was so fierce and frightening that he was really a big devil.

Yi Xia comforts her and caresses her back. Then she looks at Rong Zhenye angrily: "maybe I'll get married in a flash. I'll pull anyone into the Civil Affairs Bureau if they like me."

Rong Zhenye slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and a bloody smile slipped over his lips: "I will send you a big gift at that time, making your wedding a funeral." Every word he squeezed out of his teeth was full of lethality.

A chill along her spine climb up, she hugged Mimi, feel the temperature in the car dropped to below freezing point, chilly.

When you see the devil, you miss your whole life. From the time she met the great devil, she was doomed to have an inextricable knot in her feelings, and she could not escape the devil's hand in this life.

She sighed heavily, turned her head out of the window and stopped talking.

After returning to the manor, she took out the wine from Madame rose.

France's red wine is the best in the world, and Rose Manor's red wine is the best in France, so the bottle in her hand is the best rose wine in the world. Must taste, by the way to borrow alcohol to ease her depressed mood.

She gently shakes the liquid in the glass and takes a sip: "the color is pure and natural, the aroma is rich and long, the taste is mellow and fresh, and it gives people a refreshing feeling after drinking. It's really a good wine."

Rong Zhenye hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "a good wine is like a good woman, full of charm and never tired of tasting it."

Men are not the same, Yi and Xia abdominal Fei.

However, the demon king is not red wine, but Polish distilled vodka, the world's highest alcohol purity liquor, with an alcohol content of 96%, which can be used to prepare medical alcohol. This kind of wine, without super strong physique and indomitable courage, people on earth dare not try it easily. If they are not careful, they will get alcoholism and die."The wine of Rose Manor is so good. Unfortunately, it can only be supplied to the European market. If only it could be introduced to China." She quietly changed the subject.

"The scale of rose winery is relatively small, which is not suitable for mass production. If we want to expand the market, we need a lot of investment." Rong Zhenye said slowly.

Yi again summer sat to his side, the face took a bit of regretful color, "before going back, I must go to the manor to buy a few bottles of wine from Madame rose to take back, store up, drink slowly."

Rong Zhenye stroked her head, and a wisp of joking smile came up at the corner of her mouth: "I just found out now that you have the potential to be a drunkard."

Yixia leans on the sofa and sips her wine. Recently, her life is in a mess. There are too many disappointments. She needs the help of alcohol to ease her irritability. No matter how strong people are, their bearing capacity is limited. If the pressure increases blindly and can not be vented, sooner or later they will collapse.

"Drunkards are escapists, and I don't want to face them." She looked at the rose like liquid in the glass, and her mouth overflowed with a sad smile.

Rong Zhenye put his arm around her thin shoulder: "you should remember that you are not alone." He will always stand beside her, shelter her from the wind and rain, and smooth out the difficulties and dangers for her.

"Are you reliable?" She chuckled, with an expression of doubt. She did not dare to have too much hope for him, lest the gap caused by disappointment would crush her to pieces.

He put his chin on her shoulder socket, hot breathing constantly scattered in her neck, hot her skin pain, "I can't rely on, you are miserable." His words chilled her even more.

It's true that she was pinched in his hand. One day he would change his face. She didn't even know how to die.

She stretched out her little hand and drew a circle on his chest: "in the bottom of my heart, I still hope you can be reliable. After all, you are the only person I am willing to trust now." She quickly changed her tone and used sugar coated bullets to win him over.

He seems to be very useful, beautiful thick eyebrow slightly picked down, swept a trace of complacent look, "you know good." If a mouse is caught by a cat, he can only accept his life and have no other illusions.

Yi again summer silently glanced at him one eye, didn't speak again, raised the head to drink the remaining wine in the cup, diluted a touch of resentment in the heart.

Deep love, hate cut, for this man, she is love in the soul, also hate in the bone marrow.

If possible, she would not let him know her heart all her life, so that she would not lose to the ground, at least she could keep the fragments of dignity.

As the sky darkened, night began to envelop the world.

In the villa in the north of Provence, Qin Xuelu has just eaten a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Since she came to Provence, she has been in constant condition, rotavirus just a little bit, and has a cold. God seems to be against her, let her have a bad honeymoon.

"And sir?" She didn't see Rong Zhenye. She asked the servant for fear that Rong Zhenye would leave her and go out alone.

"Work in the study." The servant returned.

"Oh." She nodded, relieved. Just as she was about to get up to find Rong Zhenye, an email came.

"I've got some bad news for you. Yiyouxia has also come to Provence. He lives in Bordeaux manor in the south of Les Baux. Maybe he's just here to destroy your honeymoon. You should be careful!"

Qin Xuelu's eyebrows quickly twisted up, a touch of evil anger ignited, in her eyes crazy rampant.

This fox spirit, dare to follow them to Provence, don't want to live?

She takes a deep breath, takes another, and tries to keep calm. Then she goes upstairs to see if Rong Zhenye knows about it.

The man in the study is writing a report in front of the computer. He hears a knock on the door, goes to the mirror and looks at it, then opens the door.

"Xuelu, what's the matter?" He asked faintly.

"Brother Zhenye, a friend of mine has also come to Provence and lives in the south of the town. She said that when she went to play in the town yesterday, she saw Yixia again." She said it with a very surprised tone and watched the change of the person in front of her.

However, the man's face was expressionless, as if he had no interest in it at all. He just spat out two words, "is that right?"

Qin Xuelu's heart didn't relax because of this. She swallowed her saliva and continued to explore: "I said she was blinded, but she was very sure that she could see clearly, that is Yi Youxia."

"So what?" The man went back to the desk and sat down. He took the coffee on the desk and took a casual drink. His expression was still indifferent.

Qin Xuelu can't help it. She decides not to go around with him any more. She simply asks, "brother Zhenye, Yi Xia is coming again. Don't you care?"

The man's beautiful eyebrows slightly stirred, cast a strange look: "do you want me to care about her?"