Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

"You you you... you are a filial son, you are standing on her side! I am..."

Shivering with anger, Cen Sufense stood up and took the handbag to leave.

Can't hold the old face, thirty-six plan, slipped into the best policy.

"Elders are old and not respected, and wrong is wrong." Yan Shiting's words came from behind her without temperature. "If you do not apologize to Cheng Yingxuan today. Then, in the future, you will always be'Ms. Cen'."

"..." Cen Sufen's heart was brittle, and he was struggling to leave the living room.

She didn't think her son was joking, and based on his character, he could do it.

She quickly figured out in her heart, whether the face is important or the son is important...

One minute, two minutes... five minutes passed.

The luxurious European-style decorated living room is exceptionally quiet, so quiet the atmosphere is strange.

Cheng Yingxuan wasn't in a hurry, he took the tea on the coffee table leisurely and took a sip of himself.

In fact, her movements are very stiff.

It seems that Ms. Cen is about to come off the stage. In fact, it is her Cheng Yingxuan...

Because, as smart as she is, she clearly felt that Ting Ting would not let go of the "empty city plan" in her stomach. His calm and condensed anger under his appearance, he was probably prepared to wait for Cen Sufen to leave and settle with her.

She suddenly wanted Ms. Cen not to leave, or think about it for a while. It’s better to delay for a while...

Maybe it was just like her. Cen Sufen immediately turned around, not very smooth, and a smirk piled on his dark lines. "So what... Cheng Yingxuan, you have received so much money from my son. Keep your hands short. Just apologize?"

The surnamed Cen was still a little jealous, knowing that it was useless to tell Yan Shiting, and said good things to her. Cheng Yingxuan didn't take it for granted. "One yard to one yard. You don't apologize, I responded in my heart, and I always responded, and the anger naturally sprinkled on your son."

Cen Sufen knows that his son is a black-bellied master, and he doesn’t worry about his loss. “You can let Shi Ting breath away. If you say that, you agree to avoid apology...”

"Disagree." Cheng Yingxuan cut off her words. I wonder if I can't bully the black-faced god. She didn't take Yan Shiting's money, that is, Xiao Bao took his villa.

He gave his son a house as a dad.

Yan Shiting was so angry about his mother's generous contribution to his son that he was not annoyed or angry, and his face was still cold like a bottomless deep sea.

That momentum and dignity, calm as a grim reaper, is as if it had nothing to do with him.

Cen Sufen felt that although his son was quiet, the natural coercion in her body made her afraid to leave like this, "Well, Cheng Yingxuan, I apologize."

Cheng Yingxuan said generously, "I accept your apology. I will have no more resentment with you."

"Who said it." Cen Sufen didn't buy it. "I looked down because my old face is not as important as my son. I didn't really want to tell you SORRY. And, I tell you clearly, even if you are not a mistress, I am not satisfied with you. Without my mother-in-law's consent, you wouldn't want to enter the Yan family gate!"

Cheng Yingxuan didn't enter the gate of the Yan family very often, and Yan Shiting took her one step first. Her eyes were sharp and her face spoke coldly. "You don't mind, my marriage, Yan parents can't interfere."

Xuan Xuan was very moved, "Self-proclaimed future mother-in-law, you heard that, your son said you can't control him!"