The dining atmosphere of the whole dinner has been very awkward. Even Er Gouzi has noticed something wrong. It's a rare and clever evening, and he doesn't bother yilanyou about going out to play.

Yuan Hui also made a pot of tea after the meal. Ning Lang and yihaoen also talked about each other without a word. The gunpowder inside and outside of the words even made yilanyou feel choked. She escaped from the scene on the pretext of going back to the room to do homework. After all, it was her mother's marriage. She had no right to speak.

"It's almost time." Ning Lang raised his wrist and looked at the time. "I won't bother."

"Then go back and drive carefully." Yuan Hui smiled, "thank you today."

"You're welcome." Ning Lang smiled and looked at Ian again: "President Yi, see you tomorrow."

"Yes?" Yuan Hui smiled: "Ning Lang, do you know that he works in the same building as our company?"

“……” Ning Lang was shocked to hear this. Didn't Yuan Hui know that yihaoen was in their company and still the president of the company? The puzzled eyes look at ehorn, who is helpless to smile.

"I'll see you off." He stood up and said.

"OK, then you can deliver it." Yuan Hui thought of sending it by herself, but it's nothing for Yihao to go. She can clean up the kitchen and cut some fruit for yilanyou to send to the room.

"No trouble." Ning Lang smiled and refused.

"Nothing." By the time ihorn said that, he had gone to the door.

It's hard for Ning Lang to say anything more. After a few words with Yuan Hui, he went out. After entering the elevator, Ning Lang asked the question in his heart: "President Yi, does sister Hui know?"

"I don't know." Ihorn didn't hide either.

"I'm not staying in your luxury mansion, but I'm committed here..." Ning Lang's mouth picked out: "it's a wonderful performance." Just now he saw through at the dinner table. These two people didn't get back together. I'm afraid that ihorn is just a borrower.

"It's no bitter scheme." "It's far less than manager Ning's [chance encounter]," ehorn quipped

“……” Ning Lang glanced at yihaoen, and both of them were thinking about Yuan Hui. This was their consensus: "President Yi, I will not give up."

"If you don't give up, you have to face death." Ehorn's words are full of self-confidence. The sagacity and composure accumulated in the mixed market over the years also show vividly at this moment: "manager Ning's choice has nothing to do with me."

"It's natural that my choice has nothing to do with you." Ning Lang replied, "fair competition."

"Fair?" "I have a 17-year-old daughter with ah Hui," he said Even if they still live together now, his starting point is not sure how much higher than Ning Lang.

When the elevator door opened with a Tink, Ning Lang stepped out, turned around and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's the most important thing that Yi always forgets, isn't it?"

"What?" Ihorn looks at Ning Lang.

"I'm single." As soon as Ning Lang said that, the elevator door closed slowly.

“……” Yihaoen bit his teeth. Yes, although he hated Fang Fang, he was worried about his brother's future and didn't get a formal divorce. From this point of view, he lost completely.

At this time, the cell phone in ehun's pants pocket rings, and he takes a look at the call indicator on the phone. Ehun frowns and connects: "hello."

"Big brother." On the other side of the phone is the voice of yihaofeng.

"Yes?" Ihorn's voice was cold.

"I heard from dad that you left the Iraqi family." Said ihorn directly.

"Yes." "I've been away for a while," he replied

"Big brother, you are acting irresponsibly." Yihaofeng said.

"Are you entitled to comment on me [irresponsible]?" Ihorn thinks it's funny. When it comes to irresponsibility, ihorn is the least qualified to say so.

“……” Yihaofeng feels guilty to yihaoen, but this guilt can't rival his [overall consideration]: "elder brother, I'm sorry that it's my fault, but dad is old and he has to bear it very hard."

“……” Ihorn did not speak.

"Izzie needs you." Yihaofeng said, "Dad needs you, too."

"You'd better make it clear." Ihorn pressed the elevator button of the floor number: "what Dad needs is you, and what Izzie needs is you."

"Big brother, you are the president of Izzy." Yihaofeng said.

"I was the president of Yishi in Z city." "Yihaoen self mocked said:" a will be eaten empty bite of Yishi

“……” Yihao's eyes moved. As expected, Yihao knew everything.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." Said ihorn, looking at the floor number.

"Big brother, you can't be so selfish." Yihaofeng is a little depressed. He can't leave Kyoto at all. Yijia in Z city can't get away at once, or it will spread to Kyoto. No matter how, yihaoen is always there. They can't imagine that yihaoen will leave directly at such an important moment.

"Selfish?" Ihorn suddenly wanted to laugh. It turns out that he is such an image in the heart of the family he still thinks about after leaving home.

There's nothing more to say. Yihaoen hangs up the phone directly and goes home. After entering the house, yihaoen sees Yuan Hui brushing the bowl at the kitchen sink, wearing an apron and humming the current popular ditty.

Er Gouzi lies lazily at the kitchen door, squinting his head and closing his eyes. He seems to like Yuan Hui's humming.

This is the feeling of the home he wants, this is the home he wants, the home where Yuan Hui is.

Step by step, yihaoen slowly encircles Yuan Hui's waist from behind.

"Quiet, don't make any noise." Yuan Hui washed the dishes and said, "Mom will send you fruit later."

“……” Yihaoen didn't speak. He pressed Yuan Hui's back tightly and put his chin on her shoulder and neck to deeply absorb the taste of Yuan Hui.

Yuan Hui knew who it was when he put it up. When he was in a panic, his plate dropped into a pool full of foam, and the splash splash on Yuan Hui's apron.

"Ah Hui..." "I'm divorced from Fang Fang, let's remarry..." ehorn murmured Ying Ying has been around for 18 years. He has thought about her for 18 years and read about her for 18 years He has been a puppet of the Iraqi family for decades. Up to now, the Iraqi family is still thinking about his available value His heart is cold

Completely cold