The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

Moreover, his height has not changed after two times!

The voice reminded Tang Su to fall in love with him. Only when he kissed him with love, can he grow taller when he becomes a child.

He simply didn't kill him!

Yan Jingyang raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, tightly tightening his two small eyebrows.

Don't Tang Su always like him?

Now it has no effect. Is it true that she doesn't like him as she said before?

For such a discovery, he should be happy before, but now, he is totally unhappy.

The little guy looked depressed, Tang Su smiled and curled his eyes, a kind of gloat, "Breakfast is getting cold soon, do you want to eat first, and then entangled?"

Yan Jingyang walked over, leaned on the stool and sat on his little butt. He looked at Tang Su and pursed his mouth, his tone was extremely unnatural: "Do you still love me?"

The immature voice sounded, and the surrounding air instantly solidified.

Tang Su tried his best to hold the white porridge in his mouth and swallowed it down. She looked at the little guy on the opposite side in amazement, Yan Jingyang held the little bun's face and asked her seriously if she still loved him. Such a question made her feel panic.

"What's the matter with you?" Isn't it overwhelmed?

Yan Jingyang's chubby hand gripped the spoon tightly, and the roots of his ears were red. "You love me, kiss me, and I can grow taller."

A pair of bright black eyes opened wide, and Tang Su was really surprised: "You can kiss you, but what you said, love you...cough cough, how can it be!"

what!

So, not only want her to kiss Yan Jingyang, but also want her to fall in love with Yan Jingyang? With this setting, Tang Su felt that it was not Yan Jingyang who had pitted her, but her!

Little fingers squeezed the spoon tightly, Yan Jingyang blushed without humming.

At this time, the bell outside the door suddenly rang.

"So early? Who's here?" Tang Su secretly relieved, she put down the spoon, "I'll open the door." Then she walked out.

Outside the door was Jiang Baiyan. He arrived outside Tang Su's door very early today. He was only worried that Tang Su hadn't gotten up, so he waited, counting the time, he felt that it was almost time before pressing the doorbell.

"Senior Jiang?" Tang Su was a little surprised.

"Morning, I think your feet haven't healed so quickly. I went to buy breakfast just now, and I planned to take you back to school by the way." Jiang Baiyan smiled shyly, "Will it bother you?"

"Morning, how come, you are interested, thank you Senior Jiang." Tang Su didn't expect that the other party would be so sorry for such a small matter last time.

Since the other party is here, she is also embarrassed to let him leave directly, "Then wait a moment, I will go in and get the textbook."

Tang Su turned back and walked back to the house.

Yesterday Yan Jingyang helped her wipe the medicine and the effect was very good. Today, her feet are not so painful.

Back in the room, Tang Su glanced at the dining table, Yan Jingyang was lowering his head, eating the porridge slowly, his little back looked a bit lonely.

"Senior Jiang passed by, he took me back to school by the way." Tang Su took the bag and textbooks on the other side of the sofa, "You can leave the table and chopsticks after breakfast, and I will pack it when I come back."

Yan Jingyang raised his head and looked at her with dark round eyes.

"Okay, I'll go to class first, let Senior Jiang wait, you can eat slowly." Then, Tang Su took his bag and walked out.

Suddenly remembering something, she paused and turned back.

She walked over to the dining table, holding the textbook in one hand, and the little guy's face in the other. In Yan Jingyang's surprised eyes, she quickly touched his small mouth three times gently, "Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Kiss him because they reached an agreement before, but what he just said, love him? That can't work, and it doesn't mean that you can fall in love with love. This is not something she can control.

The slender figure disappeared at the door.

The room fell into silence for a while, Yan Jingyang stretched out a little finger and touched his little mouth, the depression in his heart seemed to dissipate a little.

When Qin Hao came to the villa, Yan Jingyang had already changed his clothes.

"Mr. Yan, are you going back to the company?" Because of what happened in Yanzhai yesterday, many people in the company already knew that Yan Jingyang was not dead.

"Ok."

Shengjing Group is located in the most prosperous area of ​​City B, and every inch of land is rich in money. The entire building is the industry of Shengjing Group.

The front desk in the lobby saw the tall figure coming in from outside, and she conditioned it, and immediately bent over to say hello. After someone walked over, she realized that it was Mr. Yan just now!

Isn't he dead?

Also shocked, not just her!

"Jing...Jing Yang?"

Sitting on a black office chair, Yan Weiguo saw that the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and when he was about to scold him, the words came.

His face was full of shock.

Even when he went back to Yan's house last night, everything he was told by the servants was cleared out, and the person who gave the order was Yan Jingyang, but at the moment he really saw his son, he was shocked to stand up.

"Why are you here?" Yan Weiguo felt that he was about to lose his voice.

Yan Jingyang's thin lips lightly twitched, and a pair of star eyes flashed with cold light, "This is my office, you sit in my seat and ask me why I am here?"

He walked to the desk with a tall figure.

"I'm not dead? You seem disappointed?" The man's voice was extremely low, as if stained with ice.

Qin Hao was not surprised at such a scene, and he walked in behind Yan Jingyang.

Compared with Mr. Yan, the father Yan Weiguo is really cold-blooded. He is not happy about his son's resurrection. Instead, he questioned Mr. Yan how he came to the company.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Even if Yan Weiguo is getting older, his appearance is still somewhat refined. He is scared of this son. Now that he sees him coming back safely, he feels a little complicated, but he is also happy, "You are all right, just fine, I thought..."

"You can roll!"

Yan Jingyang interrupted Yan Weiguo's words directly and took a deep look at him, "I have already thrown away the things you moved to Yan's house. As for the things in Yan's house, Dong Lianyun took them before and will not send them back today. , I’ll call the police to deal with the theft. The house is stolen, I don’t think the police will leave it alone."

"Jing Yang, do you want to make our father-son relationship so stiff?" Yan Weiguo looked at him sadly.

"Qin Hao, send him out."

"Yes! Mr. Yan, please here!" Qin Hao acted swiftly, completely ignoring Yan Weiguo's staring eyes, and directly led the person out.

Yan Jingyang stood at the desk, with a cold expression on Jun's face, "Notify all the high-level staff, ten minutes later, gather in the conference room."

Qin Hao should be, he knew that the **** of Shengjing Group was back again.

At this time, in the dimly lit narrow room, the waste on the ground was rummaged.

The surroundings are quiet, and there is no one in the house except Song Xinyan.

Today she deliberately took three buffet coupons to Huang Lanfang, saying that they were given by Li Yang. Don’t mention how happy Huang Lanfang was. She took her husband and son out early, but she didn’t ask why her daughter didn’t go. Talk more and go together.

Song Xinyan didn't care. In her previous life, she already knew what her mother was like. She even wondered if she was her own, why she was so partial, but unfortunately, she was indeed her own.

However, it is not important now.

Song Xinyan didn't care how dirty or smelly the waste on the ground was, even if her skirt was rubbed dirty, she didn't care.

She kept rumbling and kicking the bottles and jars away. After a while, she finally found a dirty blue and white bowl under the pile of papers.

found it!

I don’t know where her grandfather picked up this antique bowl. In the last life, Huang Lanfang found this bowl when they cleaned the sundries room. Later, they didn’t know what to do. They sold it for more than six million and regretted it for a while. Selling early, it is said that this bowl is worth more than 8 million.

These are all her sister-in-law accidentally leaking, or they would keep her from her. At that time, she was the young lady of the Li family, and she didn't care much when she heard it, but felt that her family was no longer so poor and she could raise her head in front of Li Yang.

Song Xinyan didn't mind that it was covered with ashes, she walked out holding the blue and white bowl in love.

At this time, they just ran into Huang Lanfang and Song Dahai who came back from the door.

"You are dirty, what did you do?" Seeing her daughter dressed in filthy clothes and holding a bowl in her arms, she frowned and said with disgust, "Where did you pick up the bowl, it is so dirty."

Song Xinyan had a meal and tightened her hand holding the bowl, lest she would be robbed, "I found it in the small miscellaneous room and wanted to use it to grow my small potted plant. By the way, you have finished the buffet? Is it delicious? "

Huang Lanfang’s fat body walked over to the dilapidated sofa and put down a bag on her body, not to mention how beautiful she was, "Your boyfriend is not bad, that restaurant is quite high-end, especially those lobsters, which is better than mine. Two fists are bigger..."

"Mom, it's good for you to eat happily. What about Baojie? How are you eating?" Song Xinyan's heart is calm now, and she is not worried that they will find this bowl.

Song Baojie has always had no deep feelings for this relative, only knowing that all the good things in her hand should be given to him, "It's okay." He took out his mobile phone and sat on the sofa, and began to send the photos he had just taken at the buffet to Moments.

Song Xinyan smiled, "That's good."

Back to the room, Song Xinyan carefully placed the blue and white bowl on the table, and then gently wiped it with a wet towel. This is the capital for her to get rid of the Song family later, and it is also the capital for her to counterattack her life later.

In this life, she will not repeat the same mistakes, especially emotionally.

In the previous life, she thought that Yan Jingyang was dead, so she would give Li Yang a chance. No one thought that Yan Jingyang was not dead at all. She once heard from Li Yang that there were rumors outside that the reason why Yan Jingyang crazily suppressed Tang after returning to the Shengjing Group was because Tang Su offended him and imprisoned him when he was in trouble.

If this rumor is true, then Yan Jingyang is still imprisoned by Tang Su.

A beam of light was injected into Song Xinyan's eyes, and she was going to save him.

After class and returning to the villa, Tang Su found that Yan Jingyang had returned. The man sat on the sofa in a tall figure, with one long leg cocked, and leaning lazily on the back of the sofa, looking at the documents, focused and charming.

She walked over at a slow pace, and when she landed on the ground with her left foot, she still deliberately relaxed.

As soon as Tang Su sat down, the man opposite suddenly stood up. He strode towards the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk from it.

"drink!"

"what?"

Tang Su looked at the milk that was suddenly handed in front of her, and the tall figure standing in front of her, his body leaned back in fright, slightly surprised: "For me?"

"Yeah." Yan Jingyang shook the milk, his voice was low and hard, as if with a somewhat commanding tone, "take it."

The man was fierce, and Tang Su took the milk uncertainly. The water-colored eyes raised and looked at him again, "Thank you." Seeing that Yan Jingyang had no other reaction, she inserted the straw and started drinking.

The weather is too hot now, she sweats a lot on the way back, her throat is thirsty.

Yan Jingyang's dark eyes stared at Tang Su's rosy lips, watching her sucking milk, he said again: "What do you want to eat?"

"Huh?" Tang Su blinked and looked at him unknownly.

Yan Jingyang staggered his eyes unnaturally, his delicate and perfect jaw line tightened, and he said, "I can help you take it."

"I'm not hungry yet." Tang Su smiled at him, feeling puzzled.

Could it be that Yan Jingyang finally found out in his conscience and realized that she should take care of her injured person?

Yan Jingyang sat back to his original position, picked up the phone, and it was showing: "How to make a woman fall in love with herself? 】

He checked on the Internet. To make a woman like him, a man must be rich, handsome, talented, capable, in shape, and know how to care and love.

He has everything in front of him, as for the latter, he can give Tang Su the same.

As long as she can fall in love with him as soon as possible!

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Xiao Jingjing: Susu must fall in love with me! ! !

The true love kiss you want! ! ! Xiao Jingjing starts the day of courtship, courtship and love every day~~~

(1 kiss without emotion = 3 hours of grand scenery, 1 kiss with emotion = 3 hours of grand scenery + long height)

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