Chapter 1587 Xiao Qiao Is My Daughter (Ten)

He is only thirty years old. If he continues like this, he will have physical problems sooner or later.

"Smoking is harmful, but it's healthy."

"Stop being such a talker." Wang Yuexiang was amused by Ming Ansheng and glanced at him angrily, then her eyes inadvertently glanced at Ming Ansheng's computer screen.

Ming Ansheng realized something and wanted to reach out to close the screen. It was already too late. Wang Yuexiang had already seen it.

"An Sheng, then... isn't that Su Yue and her daughter?" Wang Yuexiang pointed to the computer that Ming Ansheng closed and asked excitedly.

Ming Ansheng nodded, "Yes."

His attitude was very calm.

Wang Yuexiang frowned and wondered whether Ming Ansheng's calm attitude was what she thought.

Then why did he use the photo of their mother and daughter as his desktop?

Before, Yueyue was alone.

Wang Yuexiang thought about it without giving up, and then asked: "Did you take that thing that mom mentioned to you last time to heart?"

Ming Ansheng pretended not to know, "What's going on?"

This attitude...Wang Yuexiang was already very disappointed, but she still refused to give up, "That little girl looks like you."

"You, old man, are overthinking it." Ming Ansheng smiled easily and calmly, "Stop thinking nonsense. Go back to bed quickly. I have something else to do. I will go to bed as soon as I finish it. You are wasting time here."

As he spoke, he pushed Wang Yuexiang.

Wang Yuexiang stood up and glared at him angrily, "You think I'm annoying you before you even get married?"

After saying that, she turned around to leave. After thinking about it, she looked back at Ming Ansheng and said, "You should take it seriously, that little girl really looks like you."

Ming Ansheng smiled, "Mom, don't you have Xiaoxiao and Beibei? Why are you still so interested in the child?"

"Mom is worried about your happiness and your future." Speaking of which, Wang Yuexiang stopped again, looked at Ming Ansheng, and sighed distressedly, "Son, you are not a superman after all. You have feelings, right? You can't do it for me. Think more about yourself and fight for yourself more? "

Ming Ansheng did not answer her directly, "I'm already a long time old, so I just worry about it."

"Hey." Wang Yuexiang said with a sigh, "Sometimes I really hope Mingyuan closes down, so you won't have any bonds."

When Ming An Sheng heard this, his heart softened.

He looked at his distressed mother and said with a smile, "Women nowadays are very realistic. If Mingyuan goes bankrupt and loses its CEO halo, and few women like your son, you will have even more headaches."

Wang Yuexiang laughed, then she reached out and patted Ming Ansheng on the shoulder, "You brat, go to bed early."

After saying hello, she lifted her feet and left.

Looking at his mother's disappearing back, the smile on Ming Ansheng's face gradually froze.

He was stunned for a while.

He stretched out his hand to open the computer, and Su Yue and Su Xiaoqiao, mother and daughter, appeared on the screen again. He couldn't help but reach out to the screen with his hand, and lightly traced Su Yue's face with his fingers.

He has been used to this unreal feeling of touch for four years.

Yueyue, do you really...really don't care about me and don't love me at all?

‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, interrupting Ming Ansheng's thoughts.

He took back his hand, looked at the door, and said, "Come in."

With his permission, the door opened.

"dad"

A small figure walked in, Ming Ansheng frowned, "Why are you still up so late?"

Beibei was wearing light blue silk pajamas, but he was not sleepy at all. He closed the door, looked at Ming Ansheng, and asked distressedly, "Dad, why don't you go to bed so late every day? Are you tired?"