A scene of a deep love between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the morning shocked Mr. Xu almost stepped on the stairs.

I thought it was my mother who talked about it, but I didn’t look good when I got up.

It made Ye Zhiqiu both angry and funny.

On the contrary, Ye Lan explained on the side that this man's cannibalistic expression would be better.

Xu Shaohan lived with Ye Zhiqiu since childhood. Although his mother was a good mother, it was inevitable that she had too high demands on her children. Mr. Xu was worried that Anyu was destroyed by the aristocratic family.

This is where the morning scene occurs.

After breakfast, Mr. Xu led the man to the second floor study. Zhou Rang and Xie Cheng came at some point, and were sitting on the sofa in the study waiting for Xu Shaohan.

Seeing him leading someone in, he stepped out.

In the study, the air conditioning was very high. Mr. Xu led the person into the house. Before An Yu could attack, he let go of his hand at the right time and turned to An Yu. His cold and steady gaze was filled with a hint of wanting to speak. The man looked at her. After a few seconds, he walked towards the coffee table and asked as he leaned over to pour tea. "Do you drink?"

The latter shook his head.

At this time, Xu Shaohan was wondering how to talk to Anyu about the interests of this wealthy family, how to talk to her and the complex relationship between the presidential palace.

Of course he likes to hear his mother's good to her, but he is scared!

I was afraid that this girl would fall down with a sincere heart and return with scars.

Mr. Xu was contradictory at this time. How cruel would it be if this girl who had never tasted the taste of family affection since childhood could make her see through the essence of a wealthy family?

She will stage an extremely deep love scene with her mother and daughter-in-law.

Is it too cruel to break this gorgeous dream?

The man sat on the armrest of the sofa and drank slowly. His face was calm as if there were no ripples on his sea level.

The study room was quiet for a long time, and the man's eyes fell on the glass cup in his hand, and his words were faint, as if he was talking to himself; "Since ancient times, emperors would choose a good tree as an official tree to build a palace. How can we tell what is the official tree in the Presidential Palace?"

He asked, his words softly.

An Yu stood aside and looked at him, trying to peek out from the man's calm face.

As a result, it ended in failure.

The latter looked at him, and there were ripples on his calm face, and he spoke lightly to answer her questions and answer her questions; "Camponade Tree."

Camphor tree is evergreen all year round.

The official family means evergreen.

"The Presidential Palace of M and the Presidential Palace of Z both take camphor trees as official trees, which are known as warding off evil spirits, longevity, and good luck. More importantly, it is evergreen all year round, and has been standing firm for thousands of years under nature, and it is endless. The camphor trees in the Presidential Palace are separated by ten meters apart. They seem to be independent, but in fact, who can know how the branches under them are intertwined and crisscrossed?"

The camphor tree in the Presidential Palace is like the complex intertwined interpersonal relationships in this four-sided city. It seems that everyone is an independent individual, but who knows what kind of involvement there are between these independent individuals.

Xu Shaohan borrowed the camphor tree to enlighten Anyu.

The meaning is unusually obvious.

In front, An Yu looked at Xu Shaohan's face calm and conscious, and his hands hanging beside him slowly tightened.

"Xu Shaohan," her eyes were as cold as water, and she looked at him very seriously.

How could you not hear Xu Shaohan's meaning in and out of the words?

In the study room, the light tea fragrance spreads to every corner of the study room in the purple clay teapot. The couple looked at each other, and they were as calm as water.

An Yu was stunned to remember what the person said before, and he said that he pulled her out of the wolf den of the Zhao family.

After less than two months, the person in front of her was concerned about telling her the dimness and complexity of the presidential palace.

Time is really a good thing to test the truth.

"If the Zhao family is a wolf's nest, what is the Xu family?" she asked, her cold eyes shining with a hint of coldness.

If the Zhao family is a wolf's nest, then where is the crisscrossing presidential palace?

Will it be better than a wolf's den or how?

Or are the wolves in the Xu family's wolf den all cubs? They have no lethality.

Smack, Mr. Xu's heart was broken with the strings. The cup held in his hand seemed to be in trouble at this time. The man reached out and placed the cup on the table, then stood up and slowly walked towards Angu.

He just wanted to tell her to be careful about the relationship in this house and not to give her a sincere effort.

But this does not include himself.

Seeing him coming, the latter took a step back, as if he was coming forward, not the husband who was flirting with her every night, but a ghost who only had human life.

Seeing her avoiding her, the man strode over and stretched out his hand to bring her into his arms, circled her hard, and his hands were so powerful that they were almost about to break her slender waist.

"It's better to be united with the enemy than to fight alone."

"Maybe I am just willing to fight alone?" She looked up at the man's handsome face and asked coldly.

"Silly, what's the use of my husband? From the day I marry me, you will be Mrs. Xu. I support you to understand everything you do. You can charge in battle and tear the enemy apart. Please believe that if one day you are tired, I can support you in a world and no one can attack you."

Once upon a time, An Yu saw such a sentence in a book.

I have dreams, ideals and careers. I will marry at will or not, but since I want to marry, I hope my partner can understand and support me, and can support me when I feel like I want to return to my family.

And Mr. Xu, what he said today is too familiar.

In this circle, too many women return to their families to take care of their husbands and children after getting married, because wealthy families don’t care about that little salary.

Two months after the marriage, Xu Shaohan never raised such a topic, and even more so he was quite supportive and occasionally chatted with her about case issues, even though An Yu would always retort her words.

Some people, even if they get along with the tide, can't tell whether they are good or bad.

Xu Shaohan, who speaks softly with you when he is gentle and gentle when he is gentle with you when he is gentle with Wu and his soft voice is in the south. If he is not strong in willpower, this person will sniff your bones in just a few words.

If you are extremely angry, you wish you could kill you, and your anger will spread out without any room for slow reversal, just like the King of Yama from hell, asking for your life.

"What I can do, Tang Sihe can't do."

With a rumbling sound, An Yu's mind seemed to explode. Lawyer An, who was originally immersed in the man's sweet words, seemed to be a ignited fireball, and the trembling and turmoil in his heart instantly betrayed her.

It made her stand naked in front of Mr. Xu like a death row prisoner with no inch.

That feeling is too miserable.

If Xu Shaohan's words were Mars, then Anyu would have been the broken earth that was hit.

She reached out and wanted to push away the man who had wrapped him in her arms, but was pressed even tighter.

"Words get married are like gambling. Who will marry? I am destined to have the ability and capital to protect you and be at peace for the rest of my life."

He rarely calls her An An, but whenever he calls, he always coaxes her.

He knew what Tang Sihe meant to An Yu, but as long as these two people were not popular, he could be a husband who supported his wife's career, but if it was too much, he could not guarantee it.

As a man, why didn’t Xu Shaohan know what it means to stop talking between Tang Si and his eyebrows.

And what about Anyu?

Her heart was still trembling. Did Xu Shaohan say something after hearing, or did he already know something?

If it is the former, she is fearless.

What if it was the latter?

She didn't dare to think about it.

Some things are only suitable for being placed in the dark night. If they are placed in the sun, who can guarantee that they will not cause harm to others?

"What if my enemy was your family?" She said lightly, her words were as cold as the cold wind in February, and it was chilly.

"They don't," Mr. Xu said with great affirmation.

"What if?" she asked, with a hint of ridicule in her words.

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Xu let go of her, but his broad palm still fell on her shoulder blades. The man lowered his head, bent over slightly, looked at her heroic eyebrows, spoke word by word, and said with all his words; "If there was really that day, I would definitely protect you."

The man's silent eyes were locked tightly on An Yu, and his low tone was quite shocking.

An Yu looked at him quietly, and she was wondering which one was the real Xu Shaohan.

Is it someone who is so powerful that he is so vicious that he is dying with a stick at midnight, or the gentle and elegant person in front of him who is as noble as jade.

Or are both of them?

She remained silent, and looked at Xu Shaohan's eyes with a deep look.

Mr. Xu lowered his head, pecked his face lightly, and said warmly. "Some people like the stream because they have never seen the sea. I have seen the stars all over the sky, but I still love you. I married you. It was thoughtful and not a decision made with a hot mind. So, An An, no matter how you push me away, I will not give up on you."

He was firm, and his strong words were like the morning drum and evening bell ringing deep in Anyu's heart.

The echoes linger and cannot be dispersed.

On this day, Mr. Xu's sudden confession made Mrs. Xu look like a path lost in the depths of the forest, spinning around in a mess, but never finding a way out.

As Mr. Xu bowed his head, Mrs. Xu turned around and snatched out of the door in panic.

Seeing this, Mr. Xu stood in the study and laughed softly.

This smile is like a father grabbing his naughty daughter, and he is doting with a little helplessness.

Frightened?
To be continued...