Chapter 7： The president is cool and handsome (7)

What kind of parent would say such things in front of their children?

Just think about it.

The little bun looked at him with wide eyes, as if he didn't understand.

I just think what my father said makes sense.

He nodded vigorously, and said with a flat mouth: "But I'm still a child..."

Although I think my father's words are reasonable, I am still afraid of my stepmother.

The little bun turned around, and suddenly thought of a person in his mind, so he jumped up excitedly and clapped his hands: "Dad, why don't you marry Uncle Liang, then I will have two fathers to protect me!"

No matter what his father said, Murong Ze subconsciously resisted his stepmother.

If I can't marry my stepmother, my father will be lonely.

Just marry a stepfather!

Murong Ling was stunned.

Amy on the side burst out laughing.

"Who is Uncle Liang?" Murong Ling asked curiously.

"It's Liang Xiaoye's second uncle, he looks as handsome as his father, and he's still single..." Little Bun grabbed his arm and shook, "Dad, go after Uncle Liang... He's really handsome, and he Make cakes for Xiao Ye, and give them to me to eat..."

Murong Ling was stunned at first, and then laughed at her son's innocent words.

Uncle Liang Xiaoye?

The second child of the Liang family, hasn't he been studying abroad all the time?

came back?

They used to be classmates, although they did not meet.

In my mind, he was indeed a handsome young man.

But what happened to Ozawa, who was bought off after eating a few pieces of pastry?

"Ozawa, it's good for you to make friends at school, but you don't have to worry too much about your father..." Murong Ling didn't correct his words, but she wasn't interested in men either.

It's that **** man.

He has to find it first!

The little bun looked disappointed, and it seemed that his father was not interested.

"Dad, I also invited Liang Xiaoye and his uncle to come to my house tomorrow... Is it not possible..."

He lowered his head in disappointment, because he was the fattest boy in the class, and he disliked not playing with him, only Liang Xiaoye didn't dislike him, so he became friends with him.

"Huh?" Murong Ling was stunned again, and smiled again: "Of course there is no problem."

The little bun was overjoyed, "Then Dad, you have to accompany me tomorrow, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you want to play with my friends..."

Murong Ling looked at his nervous expression and sighed.

Nod.

The son does not have a mother, he is busy with his work and has little time to spend with him, which is why he is so sensitive.

"That's great, I'll give Liang Xiaoye the good news right away."

Xiaobaozi took out his mobile phone, found Liang Xiaoye's phone number, and called it loudly: "Liang Xiaoye, my father agreed, you can't miss the appointment tomorrow, remember, bring the handsome Uncle Liang..."

"Okay, Murong Ze, you're such a little nympho, I'll definitely take my second uncle there..." came a laughing and disgusting voice over there.

Murong Ling looked at her son talking to his classmates with a happy expression and a thoughtful expression.

The Liang family and the Murong family have actually been business rivals for many years. Should he let his son make friends with the Liang family children, or should he be restrained?

If Murong Ling, who had no children five years ago, would have chosen to stand on the side of interests without hesitation.

But now, looking at Xiao Baozi's smiling eyes, his inner thoughts have also changed.

The most important thing is that children are happy.

The Liang family should think so too.

Otherwise, Liang Xiaoye would not be allowed to make friends with his son.

It was the first time that a classmate came to visit at home, so Murong Ze was very nervous and excited. Early the next morning, he moved out all the toys in his toy room.

Friends, naturally I want to share everything.

At noon, the car that Liang Xiaoye was sitting in slowly drove into the gate of Murong Villa.

Murong Ze excitedly took his father's hand and greeted him in the garden.

The black car stopped by the fountain pool, Liang Xiaoye ran down first, and Liang Yu got out of the car on the other side, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pace was brisk.

When Murong Ling saw the second son of the Liang family getting out of the car, his cold eyes narrowed slightly.

This Liang Yu seemed a little different from the boy he remembered.

In the past, the second young master of the Liang family, he remembered as a gentle and bookish young man, the young man walking in front of him was much more mature, less warm and more aggressive.

In addition to the same appearance, the temperament seems to have changed.

"Dad, he is my friend Liang Xiaoye."

Xiao Baozi ran forward and took Liang Xiaoye's hand and introduced him to him. After speaking, he ran up and took Liang Yu's hand: "Dad, this is Uncle Liang, isn't he handsome?"

Murong Ling glanced at her son.

This kid has been a face control since he was a child, and he discovered it long ago.

Even if men have the function of automatically recognizing beautiful women since childhood, how can they even recognize men?

"Old classmate, haven't seen you for many years, stay safe."

Liang Yu smiled and stretched out his right hand to him. As soon as he came back, he bought his little nephew. Isn't the purpose of subduing this little bun first?

After attacking the small ones, are you afraid that you won't be able to attack the big ones?

"Indeed." Murong Ling reached out and shook his hand, and asked casually, "Liang Yu, when did you return to China?"

Although he and this Liang Ershao had been classmates for several years, they didn't have much overlap, and since the two were rivals, it was even more impossible for them to have any friendship.

"Not long, just two days ago." The corner of Liang Yu's mouth curled up, and he suddenly squeezed his palm a little harder.

Murong Ling was pinched in pain, he frowned slightly, and looked down subconsciously.

When he bowed his head, his face froze.

He stared at Liang Yu's cuffs, the square black diamond cufflinks on the cuffs of the snow-white shirt were shining with a metallic luster in the sun.

The point is, that shape is exactly the same.

Murong Ling suddenly tightened his strength and stared at Liang Yu in shock.

Liang Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes seemed more revealing.

"What's the matter, old classmate?" he asked with a smile, his expression very pure.

"Dad, are you also classmates?" The two little buns on the side were also stunned.

Murong Ze tugged at his hand.

Murong Ling regained her senses and took a deep breath.

He bent down and said to Murong Ze, "You take your friends upstairs to play first, and I will catch up with Uncle Liang..."

When the little bun heard this, he dragged Liang Xiaoye and ran away.

Leaving the two of them by the garden, staring at each other.

As soon as his son disappeared, Murong Ling grabbed Liang Yu's shirt and pushed him to the side of the statue, grabbed his hand and raised it, and asked sharply, "Liang Yu, was it you during those two nights?"

As he got closer, Murong Ling smelled the scent of men's perfume between his collars.

same taste.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Liang Yu smiled, his other hand took advantage of the situation, and he easily wrapped around his waist, hugging the person completely into his arms.

Murong Ling didn't expect his sudden behavior at all.

Just so hugged.

I didn't expect him to admit it directly.

It was just a guess.

As a result, this guy actually admitted it, admitted it without saying it, and now he is directly flirting with him...