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Chapter 357

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    When she thought of Mo Tingchen's calm appearance when they met in the office, she panicked. If it wasn't for making money, she would not have accepted his orders.  To toss her on purpose!

    Not long after, Lan Xiang went to the kindergarten to bring the child to the store. This has happened a lot recently, and others can't see it, but Wen Yan can see it: "Sister Lan, is there no one in your family to help you look after the child?  I don't mean anything else, I like Yaya very much, I just thinkyou are always so tired, so no one will pick up the child for you?"

    Lan Xiang smiled wryly and shook his head: "No, my husband is very tired at work. As a programmer, he often works overtime until late. He can't take care of the children's affairs, and he doesn't have time to take care of them. As for the old man at home I'm married far away.  My parents are not around. My husband¡¯s parents don¡¯t care about things. They feel that they have reached the age of happiness. They go out to play after breakfast every day. They don¡¯t see anyone all day.  I have to clean up the dishes and piled up clothes they left after eating. Yaya doesn¡¯t go to school on weekends, and they help me take care of it for two days during the day and shout that this hurts and that hurts"

    Wen Yan frowned upon hearing this: "From now on, you can bring Yaya to the store on weekends. Let her play in the lounge when you are busy, and let her come out to play when you are free. You can also use the lounge if you want to sleep.  sleep."

    Lan Xiang bit her lips, and a look of forbearance flashed across her eyes: "My husband's parents didn't give me the favor of having children. I can understand if they don't help me. The child is my own. I don't have any complaints. I don't feel sorry for me.  , when they need me in the future, I have reason to ignore it, and I owe nothing to anyone, and it is my husband's business to repay the kindness of birth and nurturing."

    It's not easy for everyone. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Wen Yan doesn't know what to say. Looking back, in terms of family, she doesn't seem to have faced various problems like normal people. What she has to face  , only Mark Tingchen, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.

    Yaya is young, doesn't understand what her mother is talking about, and doesn't understand how tired and sad her mother is, so she takes a small book and draws on the table: "Mom, this is the homework that the teacher asked me to paint, but I can't draw it anyway."  Good sun, can you draw it for me?"

    Lan Xiang exhausted all his tenderness to Yaya: "Good boy, mom doesn't have time, she still has to work, can you draw it yourself? Mom will help you look at it when I get home at night."

    Huahua Wenyan is good at: "Let me do it, Sister Lan, go and do your work."

    Yaya likes Wen Yan very much: "Pretty auntie, can you draw the sun?"

    Wen Yan nodded: "Yes, Auntie can draw everything. Auntie learned to draw before. Not only can she draw the sun, but she can also draw you. Come, Auntie will teach you how to draw."

    Lan Xiang asked casually: "Xiaoyan, you used to learn to paint? Then why do you want to open a dessert shop? You should like to paint, right?"

    Wen Yan smiled: "I used to be a designer, but I didn't want to do it later, so I came here to open a dessert shop, and I put aside my painting and so on. It's useless to like it. A person's life can't always be done step by step. I  I like freedom, and I can do whatever I want, this is called life.¡±

    Lan Xiang was a little envious: "A young man like you still has a lot of time to spend and do what you want. Even if you get married, it doesn't seem to affect you. I am different. I spend my life for my children every day.  Running around for the family, the whole person is spinning like a spinning top. The only time to stop is to go to bed at night, and I still can¡¯t wake up. I¡¯m afraid that the child will have a headache and brain fever. I can toss people to death. I really envy you. I have always wanted to ask you and your husband  What's the matter, if it's not convenient for you to say it."

    Wen Yan lowered his eyes: "It's not inconvenient to say, but I don't know how to say it, don't envy me, I'm not as good as you, at least you have a complete family and such a cute child, on the surface I have everything, but in fact  Nothing. Everyone is envious of what they don¡¯t have, but what you have is also what others envy.¡±

    In the evening, Wen Yan didn't stay alone for too long, and when Lan Xiang and the others got off work, she also closed.

    At nine o'clock in the evening, the night breeze was slightly cool, and there were many pedestrians on the road. She felt more secure, so she didn't take a taxi, and it was not too far to walk home.

    Suddenly, the feeling of being followed came up again. She looked back cautiously, but found nothing unusual, so she couldn't help speeding up her pace.

    On the street at the corner behind her, there was a black Rolls Royce, and Mo Tingchen's face was a little cold: "If you scare her again, I'll screw your head off."

    The driver is a newcomer, not as experienced as Chen Nuo, and his hands holding the steering wheel are shaking in fright: "Yes, bossthen nowshould we continue to follow or not?"

    Mark Tingchen paused and said: "??, stay away, you can leave when you reach the gate of the community.  "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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