Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1428 The most domineering president of the year 1458 1

Yin Zhan answered without thinking, "I won't lose."

"Hmph, I won't lose. If you lose, you can get your mother back. She doesn't want me anymore. I miss her so much!"

Yin Zhan paused with his hand on the handle, his lips moved twice, and he sat next to him: "Your mother will come back when the mission is over. She won't want you."

"really?"

"Isn't she often tasked?"

Tingjun's slumped mouth, that's oh, it just so happened that the game started, he had no other thoughts, staring at the screen intently, to compete with his dad, dad never played games with him before, when he forgets about it. , And had to be taught by his father with a black face, Ting Jun smiled, it seemed that it would be good for his father to become a real father.

But this is just his thoughts at this time, and he will understand later that Dad will always be the man who is harsh and harsh on him!

In the kitchen, after the cook prepared the meal, the servant brought it to the dinner table. The housekeeper came and called Yin Zhan to eat. Where could Yin Zhan have free time to eat, after an hour or two, the father and son were still fighting together.

It is hard for the housekeeper to imagine that a man like Your Excellency Yin, who is so versatile, plays games like this, and in desperation, people bring the food back to the kitchen to heat up.

Mrs. Yin went downstairs for the Nth time and saw that her son was as old as his grandson, sitting on the carpet and playing games, she couldn't help shaking her head: "You are the same as a child when you are. You don't ask Tingjun to go to bed at any time. I slept all day without being sleepy, isn't Tingjun also sleepy?"

"Grandma, you can ask me for leave. Actually, I have finished studying those books by myself, and I have to listen to the teacher's nagging."

He has finished studying the whole book by himself. Every day he goes to school and sleeps in class. The teacher dare not call his parents anyway.

Yin Zhan looked at the time, ten thirty: "Play for another ten minutes, wait for the end of this round."

Mrs. Yin murmured: "It's true that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

When I was a child, my son loved games and was not a good student in school, but at the end of each semester, he took the first place in the school, which made people want to teach him to find no reason. Now, his grandson looks exactly like his son.

Leng Yejin drove up and parked the car in the yard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the brother-in-law sitting on the ground playing games. He had already learned from his wife the cruel fact that the brother-in-law's son was seven years older than his son, which was indigestible.

Looking at the pictures in the room now, it's even more heartbroken.

The father and son of other people's family have begun to fight the latest war game, but he can only play mud with his son! ! !

When I think about it, I especially dislike my son.

Of course, the son also dislikes him very much!

Because, after Leng Yejin went upstairs, she pushed aside Yin Lu’s room, Xiao Ye was dominating her mother, listening to her mother’s story was fascinating, as soon as she saw her father come in, her little face immediately showed a frown, father and son The eyes met fiercely.

"Why are you coming back so late?"

"Wife and children are here, can I not come?"

Leng Ye took off his coat, sat on the head of the bed, and lay down on his side: "Your brother was not elected, and now he doesn't even return home?"

"Where am I?" Yin Lu got out of bed and hung up his littered clothes on hangers: "I'm not afraid that my crying will affect your good mood? I can't laugh anyway."

Leng Yejin stretched out her arms, pulled her to sit on her lap, and circled her afterwards. She had a hard time with her ear disease. She wanted to have a deeper communication, but her son stared at him with wide eyes. Leng Ye would like to breathe with passion and smoke.

(End of this chapter)