When he came out of the study, the door opened and he almost knocked over little Ann who was guarding the door.
Good thing I reacted quickly, so I did not hit it.
"Jamie, why don't you go eat, what are you doing guarding the place?" I asked him in a whisper as I bent my upper body.
Jamie also did not say anything, black grape-like eyes hate to set on Susan, the gaze is very alert.
Susan shook her head in a lifeless manner and laughed to herself, "It seems that I am the enemy in the eyes of the little one in this life."
It was only then that I realized that Jamie had to accept Susan as her future stepmother under the arrangement of the Vance family, and the resistance had not faded until now.
He hurriedly raised his hand and rubbed little Ann's dull hair and said soothingly, "Auntie Susan is mommy's friend, don't be rude oh."
Jamie's eyebrows wrinkled together, "If she becomes my mother, what about you, Mommy? I don't want her, I want you!"
Susan and I looked at each other, crying and laughing.
A few moments later, she just followed my example, bowed her body, a rare flow of natural doting, "Na, Jamie, Auntie Susan now promise you, absolutely will not steal your mother's position, manly man can not be a little more generous, we make peace, O not OK?"
"You're not lying to me?" Jamie still looked stubborn.
Susan held up three fingers and her expression got a little more serious, "I promise."
"OK!" Jamie obediently raised his hand and jumped up to give her a high five, "Reconciliation!"
When the storm was finally resolved, Leo started to call out in a long voice again, "The food is getting cold, let's eat again?"
Dennis deliberately confronted him, "You don't have to eat if you don't want to, no one is forcing you."
"Do you know the rules, how can you talk to your brother-in-law like that?"
"It's also the first time I've seen someone lecture her father in front of her niece, to each other."
"Don't you dare to drink to the gods, Dennis!"
"It just so happens that I want to try every kind of wine today."
"......"
Susan watched with raised eyebrows, "Is this what you call home 'hilarious'?"
Apparently, the female president, who has been in the mall since she was nineteen, doesn't quite understand the tussling and bumping at the dinner table.
Not knowing how to explain to her, I had to pull the corners of my mouth awkwardly.
Susan sucked in a breath of cold air, and the next second he walked quickly toward the door, like someone was chasing his life behind him, and did not look back.
"Eh, you don't rush off, stay and have a meal ......"
Before the words were out of his mouth, the roar of an engine sounded outside.
Susan will probably never yearn for the "warmth" of a so-called family again in her life.
Turned into the house, Leo and Dennis are still fighting, you say one thing and I say another, who does not want to let who, where is the elite business sector, is clearly a kindergarten have not graduated from the baby!
I was furious and stomped my foot violently, guessing the muffled sound of the floor, "You two, have you had enough noise, can you have a good meal!"
The whole living room fell into silence, even Jamie and Snowy were too shocked to move a bit.
Everyone's eyes were looking at me, and I was a little uncomfortable.
It was as if Snowy had been opened up, pointed at Leo and Dennis and started giving orders.
I can not do anything about it, amnesia Dennis combat power is indeed too weak, just now is clearly full of gas.
He is a thing like to hold in the heart, and if this continues, sooner or later suffocated into a large "balloon", the wind will blow away.
"When it comes to the kids, you should fight less with Dennis in the future." I advised Leo.
"The fun between men, you won't understand, we have it in our hearts, you don't have to care about this." Leo waved his hand, three or two words were perfunctory.
When I tried to go further, he didn't answer, so I had to shut up.
All night long, Dennis locked himself in his study on the second floor and did not show himself.
Thinking that he hadn't eaten anything, I made a bowl of braised beef noodles and served it up, knowing that he has a heavy taste, I put a lot of red oil and spicy seeds on purpose.
Push the door in, Dennis is sitting at his desk, the cold light of the computer screen will be his whole face illuminated extraordinarily unapproachable.
"I didn't eat enough at night, I just made a snack and made a little extra, have some?" I said while pushing the noodles off the table and in front of him.
Dennis glanced down and demolished it without mercy, "Such a heavy taste, sure it was made more?"
I sniffed my face brushed red, annoyed and chided, "Then you eat or not!"
Somehow, being alone with Dennis, the body's micro-reactions are always extraordinarily uncontrollable.
Dennis stared at me for a couple of seconds, then picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly and deliberately.
Perhaps because of the reserve engraved in his bones, in his body, eating noodles such a scene, but also become pleasing to the eye.
I looked out of focus, suddenly reacted, rushed to look away, the afterglow but also inadvertently glanced at the computer screen information.
# Key points on custody disputes #
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