Tsundere Queen Takes Home

In Yang Xinyan's mind, Fang Zhengyang's simple and honest smile suddenly appeared again.

At this time, Mengyao looked at Yang Xinyan, and choked up and asked, "Mom, will you not let me play with my father in the future?"

Yang Xinyan was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "Child, you are still young, when you grow up, you will understand the difficulties of your mother, come, child, eat something."

After Yang Xinyan persuaded for a long time, Mengyao reluctantly ate a few dumplings, then stopped eating, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Xinyan looked at Meng Yao, her heart tumbling.

This time, she and Zhong Luohan came to France to accept Zhong Luohan, so that the child could have a complete home and enjoy the love of his father, but she could see that Mengyao didn't like Zhong Luohan at all. , Fang Zhengyang was the only one in her mind.

For the sake of the child, I should accept Fang Zhengyang, but Fang Zhengyang already has Qiao Xi'er, so how can I hurt the girl who loves Fang Zhengyang and is even above him?

Yang Xinyan's heart suddenly became chaotic.

She took out her mobile phone and clicked on Fang Zhengyang's Douyin account of One Meter Sunshine, and a new Douyin appeared on the screen.

Fang Zhengyang and Qiao Xi'er held hands, Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang affectionately, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Do you love me,

Of course love,

I will always love you till my hair turns white.

Do you love me,

Of course love,

I will always love you,

To get old.

 …”

Listening to the heart-wrenching lyrics, looking at the scrolling line of words below the screen, Yang Xinyan's heart suddenly trembled.

She murmured, "The hand that holds the child will grow old with the child, and the hand that holds the child will grow old with the child. It seems that I can only bless you!"

She looked down at Meng Yao, who was already asleep, and said in a hoarse voice, "Child, it's not that your mother doesn't want you to be with him, but that he already has his own home!"

After saying this, Yang Xinyan burst into tears.

She leaned on the head of the bed and stared blankly at Fang Zhengyang's smiling face, she murmured, "You are a good person, in the next life, I will know you first, and I will never miss you again! "

At this moment, Yang Xinyan's phone rang, she picked up the phone reflexively, but when she saw the phone number, her eyes showed disappointment.

She took a deep breath and finally answered the phone, "Hello, Luo Han."

"Xinyan, are you asleep?" Zhong Luohan's magnetic voice sounded on the phone.

"Not yet?" Yang Xinyan's voice was hoarse.

Zhong Luohan said affectionately, "Xinyan, I actually like Mengyao very much, but because I'm too busy, I haven't been able to accompany the child well. When I go back, I will try my best to spare time to accompany the child. ."

"Thank you, Luo Han. I know you're very busy."

"That Xinyan, I thought, when Mengyao's condition is stable, let's go to our alma mater together. After all, there are many good memories left there!" Zhong Luohan sent another invitation.

Yang Xinyan was silent for a long time before she spoke, "Luo Han, I know what you mean, but no need."

There was no sound on the phone.

Yang Xinyan quickly added, "Luo Han, I have already thought about it, I accept your love, and we will hold an engagement ceremony when we return to China."

"Really? Xinyan, have you finally accepted me?" Zhong Luohan's voice was full of surprises.

"En." Yang Xinyan hummed lightly.

"Xinyan, I'm so happy, don't worry, I will treat you and Mengyao well in the future, and I will make you happy." Zhong Luohan shouted happily.

"Well, alright, Luo Han, it's getting late, let's rest." After Yang Xinyan finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

The moment she hung up the phone, her tears flowed unsatisfactorily.

She knew that the moment she made this decision, her love was already dead, and when she was with Zhong Luohan in the future, there was only life left, a life without love.

...

Two days later, Yang Xinyan and Zhong Luohan boarded the plane back home.

Meng Yao was in a hurry to go home to see Fang Zhengyang, and Zhong Luohan was in a hurry to go back to Yang Xinyan to hold the engagement ceremony. As for Yang Xinyan, she no longer had the mood to look for good memories.

When they returned to the country, it was already dark.

Zhong Luohan sent Yang Xinyan back home, and directly agreed with Yang Xinyan on the time of the engagement ceremony.

Finally, at the urging of Zhong Luohan, their engagement ceremony will be held in three days.

...

Just when Zhong Luohan and Yang Xinyan were discussing their engagement ceremony, Fang Qiao's company.

At the gate of the company, a Mercedes-Benz stopped.

A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses got out of the car, the rear door opened, and a woman got out of the car.

It was Liang.

"Dongliang, it's here." Liang looked at the man with glasses and said quickly.

The man with glasses snorted coldly and walked directly to Fang Qiao's company.

...

Qiao Xi'er was still busy in the workshop. There were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, but Qiao Xi'er didn't feel tired at all, because Fang Zhengyang kept holding her hand and watching from the side, Qiao Xi'er only felt that A trace of happiness, and a trace of sweetness.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Qiao Xi'er with sweat on his face, he smirked, raised his hand, and wiped it towards Qiao Xi'er's pretty face.

Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang with happiness and sweetness.

At this time, a roar sounded from behind several people, "Stop."

When Qiao Xi'er heard that voice, her pretty face suddenly turned pale.

At this time, a man wearing glasses came to Fang Zhengyang's side, raised his hand and opened Fang Zhengyang's hand, then stared at him and pulled Qiao Xi'er's hand, coldly spit out two words: "Let go."

Fang Zhengyang turned his head, looked at the man with glasses, and shouted with a smirk, "Sister Xinyan."

"You're going to die." The man raised his hand suddenly and slapped Fang Zhengyang's face.

Fang Zhengyang was stunned there.

"No." Qiao Xi'er screamed, blocking Fang Zhengyang directly, staring at the man with red eyes.

The man with glasses looked at Qiao Xi'er and roared angrily, "Enough, Qiao Xi'er, you said you wanted to come to your aunt to play, I didn't stop you, I didn't expect you to be with this fool, you are not ashamed ."

Qiao Xi'er stared at the man with glasses and shouted angrily, "You still know how to control me? You only have that vixen in your eyes, right? I tell you, if you don't control my affairs, I will be with him. , at least, I'm here and I'm happy."

"You..." The man with glasses turned ashen with anger, his breathing became rapid, he raised his hand to cover his heart, and his body shook violently.