My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Roses?

Yoon Shui-bin looked at the rose in Babe's little pink hand. When will he send the flowers?

They've known each other for almost 20 years, as if he hadn't sent her flowers.

He only took her to a movie once, or in Hong Kong, but that movie ended up earning him money, and she did it for him...

Hmm, who wants his roses?

Yin Shuilin bent down and took the rose into his hand.

She smelled it on the tip of her nose. It smelled so good, like a newly picked rose, a fresh fragrance of dewy water.

“Thank you, Babe. Um... did Shu leave after giving you flowers? ”

“Well," Xiao Beibei nodded, "Shu went away. ”

Yoon Shui-yan stood up, and she played with the rose and walked to the window, and she reached out and pulled the curtain.

Bugatti Vallon downstairs did not go, the body of the car, full of cold and expensive air, leaned against a man, a man with one hand in his trousers pocket, and a man with one hand in his suit.

Yoon Shui-yan glanced downstairs. The man was also looking at her. Their eyes met in the air and they collided.

The man picked a sword brow.

Yoon Shuihuan immediately blushed and drowned his eyelids.

She found him really annoying. When she followed him when he was young, he didn't know anything about romance. He wouldn't let her go to France. He wouldn't let her meet Qingqing. He wanted to hide her at home as his little woman.

Now that she's not with him, he knows to park her new luxury car downstairs and send her roses. Even if he's allowed to eat this set?

Yoon Shuihuan watched the rose flower dripping from the palm of his hand and slowly climbed up the corner of his mouth to smile.

But wait, something doesn't seem right.

Yin Shui-yan's gaze shifted and suddenly saw her downstairs in the flower pot, where several roses blossomed.

Yoon Shuihuan looked at the rose in his hand and looked at the flower pot...

“Yoon Twilight, get out of here!” Yin Shuihuan "opened the window and threw the rose flower in his hand directly over the man's head downstairs.

Yoon Twilight downstairs watched the roses roll from his head to his feet, suddenly disappointed. The woman who was still very happy, now suddenly angry?

“Mizuki, you...”

“I want roses. Wouldn't I pick them myself in the flower pot? Who wants you to be fake!” Yoon Shuihui closed the curtains and turned around and fell on the queen bed.

You bastard!

Pick up the roses in the flower pot downstairs and want to give them to her.

Qing Qing said he's rich now, he won't even buy her a rose flower. Die, die!

Stepping aside, Babe looked at her mom like this, and she turned around and ran out the door.

Take Yoon Shui-bin's phone out, she dialed Joan's phone.

“Hey, Joan, where's Gorg? ”

Soon after, a little baby's voice came from the other end of the phone, “Hey, Mimi...”

“Gekko, is your chess game over? ”

“It's over. ”

“How many places is Gekdi? ”

“You don't have to ask. ”

“Wow, Gekko is number one again. Gekko is awesome. Should I give you a great one when Gekko gets here?" ”

“Forget it, don't rub the saliva in my face. By the way, Mimi, how's Mommy doing with that shrimp? ”

“Well, it seemed like... for a moment, I just sent Mommy a rose flower, Mommy was so happy, but Mommy opened the window and looked downstairs at it, and then she changed her face. Mommy brushed and threw the rose flower over her head and shouted at her. I want the rose flower. Wouldn't she pick it in the flower pot herself? ”

The little baby at that end, "...” rolled his eyes, silent ing.

“Gekko, why did you say Mommy was angry? ”

“It's simple. You like Kitty. One day Mommy gets you the kitty you found on the ground. Are you happy? ”

“Oh, I don't want to.” Xiao Beibei twisted Xiaoxiao's eyebrows in disdain.

Little baby, "So in Mommy's eyes, the roses picked in the flower pot are the same as the kitty dolls picked up on the ground. ”

Gifts are not big, so be careful.

The baby's hands and waist are forked to indicate helplessness.

“Gekko, when are you coming back?” Xiao Beibei raised her cheeks and Grandma asked gluefully.

“What's up with you and Mommy? ”

“No, I just thought... Gogo,” Little Babe knelt on the carpet in the living room, on the coffee table, she looked particularly soft, just like Yoon Shui-yan when she was a kid, with tears in her eyes, she reached out her little hand “bang” and smeared the gold beans that fell on her face, choking, “I think Gogo... I haven't even been apart from Gogo for so long, when did Gogo... come back, whoo...”

As soon as Babe heard Babe cry, it didn't work out. His cold, cruel tits filled with love for this beauty, "Beauty, don't cry, Gorg will go back tomorrow. ”

Little Babe stopped crying quickly, "Really? ”

“Really, so don't cry. ”

“Well, I'll wait for Gekko tomorrow.” Little Becketon laughed rubbishly.

……

The next morning, SK.

Yin Twilight took a document into the lobby and Ma Rui stood beside him and whispered to discuss the contents of the document. The employees passing through SK nodded. "President, Secretary Ma...”

The two men did not lift their heads, Malei reached out and pressed the VIP elevator of the president. Yoon Twilight took the lead in walking in first, Malei followed, and the elevator door closed.

SK reception and a few PR beauties watching the elevator emotion---

“In all these years, our CEO is really not old at all, but the older he gets, the more manly he is. ”

“Yeah, a 40-year-old man is when his manhood spills over, and our CEO is growing up. ”

“Hey guys...” A PR beauty suddenly wonders, "Our president has such a strong gene, what would he look like if he had a son? ”

“The president won't have a son, not a single woman around him for the last three years. ”

“Yes, I was just thinking, the President's genes are so good, it's a waste. ”

“Yeah, if the president had a son, it wouldn't be so bad, and the IQ was at least on the horizon with our president, and even, blue was better than blue. ”

“All right, let's just talk. It's almost time to get back to work. ”

“Yes.”

The front desk and PR beauties all returned to their seats.

They just sat down when the SK door was opened and one big, one small, two shadows walked in.

“Welcome, may I ask you...”

The receptionist greeted her up, but the voice "who” was stuck in her throat, the receptionist looked at the little figure in front of her, blinked, then rubbed her eyes again, and she suspected that her eyes were flowing.

But without the glasses, the little boy in front of him was really engraved in a mold with the president.

This is a shock to the front desk where the president's genetic genes have just been discussed.

Shocked to the point of near-intimidation.

“Please... who are you looking for?” The receptionist stuttered.

Joan followed the baby, and the baby looked around at SK, and his eyes showed faint satisfaction. He looked at the reception desk and said politely, "I'm looking for your president, Yoon Twilight. ”

The receptionist sucked, "You, what do you want from my CEO, you, who are you? ”

Little baby sits on the couch in the lobby, "You don't have to ask, call your CEO, I won't go up and tell him I'll wait for him here and let him down, thank you. ”

The receptionist glanced at the baby again. She quickly ran to her desk and picked up the inside phone. “Hello, Secretary Ma...”

At this time, Marley was in Yoon Twilight's office, so he picked up the phone on Yoon Twilight's desk and answered, "Hey, what's up? ”

“Secretary Ma, there's a man downstairs looking for the president...”

Marley glanced at Yoon Twilight, who was focusing on reading the document, and frowned, “Who? Do you have an appointment? ”

“Without an appointment, he said to wait in the lobby for the president, he couldn't say, let the president go down to find him...”

Mary's eyebrows were deeper, and even her voice was harsher, "You've been in the company for several years, how can you call such boring people? But all important customers book in advance, and no one in T City has been able to get the CEO to greet them personally, and they've taken care of it themselves. ”

Marley has to hang up.

“Hey, Secretary Ma, don't hang up, don't hang up!” Front desk shouting.

This noise attracted the attention of Yoon Twilight, who lifted his eyelids and looked at Mary, then reached out and opened the hands-free on the phone.

Marley had to ask again, "Find out who it was. ”

“Secretary Ma, a little boy, more than two years old,” the receptionist was about to cry, “I looked, looking very much like the president, seemed to be... the president's... son...”

Because it was hands-free, the sound of "son" reached Yoon Twilight's eardrum, Yoon Twilight held the pen's right hand stiff, and then looked directly at Mary.

Marley was shocked, "What are you talking about? ”

“Woo,” the receptionist really cried, “Secretary Ma, can you ask the president if there is a little prince from the folk, actually, I think the president really needs to come down and see for himself...”

Malei opened his mouth to the word "O” and was unable to speak. He looked at Yoon Sunset sitting on a leather office chair. Yoon Sunset had risen and left the office.

Marley quickly dropped the phone and chased it up.

……

Yoon Twilight left the elevator and walked to the lobby. He took a few steps and saw the little baby sitting on the sofa in the lobby at a glance.

The baby wore a yellow T-shirt today, light blue jeans underneath, a two-and-a-half-year-old boy sitting perfectly upright, a good tutor, and he was standing next to a high-end maid, and he had a magazine staring into his hand right now.

As if to notice his arrival, the little baby closed the magazine in his hand and slowly raised his head.

Yoon only listened to the sound of Marie's sucking. He couldn't tell what was going on in his heart at this moment. His brain seemed to stop working. He could only look at the little face carved out of a mold with him in front of him. His reduced version.