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It was late at night, and the villa was noisy all night before the two children fell asleep, rubbing their sleepy eyes.
After coaxing An An and Xiaozhe, Lin still fell tiredly on the sofa, staring at the ceiling silently.
A cup of hot milk was gently placed on the coffee table, and then Bo Chenhe sat down, lifting Lin Yiran's head and resting it on his lap.
"What should I do with Xiaozhe?" she said in a whisper, "I just put him to sleep, and he was still crying while lying on the bed, almost wetting the pillow. Maybe my aunt's words really affected him. The Queen will snatch An An's thingsDoes he think we think so?"
"We ignored the money in An An's hands before." Bo Chenhe's voice was low, "The old man deliberately cultivated An An, but he ignored Xiaozhe. For the child, it is inevitable that the old man is guarding against him."
Is this actually the case? Lin Yiran sighed.
In fact, when she thought about it, she also felt that she paid more attention to An An than Xiao Zhe. An An was naughty and restless and always attracted the attention of adults immediately, while Xiao Zhe was shy and shy. Many times, they didn't know Xiao Zhe. What are you thinking.
The more she thought about it, the more guilty Lin Yiran felt. She knew that An An liked to play football and drink milk. She also took An An to see Su Sheng. She was satisfied with the toys that An An wanted to buy as soon as she asked. But as for Xiao Zhe, she was very fond of Xiao Zhe. How much do you know about it?
"And the last time An An was sick." Lin Yiran suddenly said, "Remember? We always ran to the hospital. During that time, Xiaozhe came home from school, and there was no one at home."
Speaking of this, Bo Chenhe rarely fell silent.
He was busier than Lin Yiran. He had to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes and go to the hospital to visit An An. Naturally, he ignored the well-behaved Xiaozhe.
"We really owe him a lot." Lin Yiran said, his eyes couldn't help but moisten. He took Bo Chenhe's hand and said, "We need to pay more attention to him in the future. He is just too insecure. Easily swayed by other people¡¯s words.¡±
"Yes." Bo Chenhe held Lin Yiran's hand instead, as if he had made up his mind, "I will try my best to finish my work and come back as early as possible."
Lin still knows very well how many things he usually takes care of.
After returning home, he had to continue to handle official duties in the study. The lights were often on in the study at night, but he was willing to guarantee that Lin still believed that he would do it.
"Okay." She was suddenly moved, and tears couldn't help but seep out of her eyes. Hot tears fell on Bo Chenhe's palm. He seemed to sigh softly, and a deep voice came from above his head, "Why are there always so many tears?" ?¡±
"No." Lin Yiran muttered, unwilling to admit it, "It must have rained."
Okay, it¡¯s raining indoors.
Bo Chenhe curled his lips, but did not expose her.
He knew that Lin Yiran felt deep down in her heart that if Song Xiaozhe cried today, she wouldn't know how long she would feel guilty tonight. Maybe it's a good thing to be able to release a little emotion now.
This night, the four people in the villa all slept uneasily, especially Xiaozhe, who had a pair of red eyes open and only fell asleep in the middle of the night.
The next morning, Lin Yiran took the whole morning off and wanted to accompany the children after breakfast before going to the company. As for Bo Chenhe, he had already gotten up earlier than her and was ready to leave.
"I will be back early in the evening." In the kitchen, he put his arm around Lin Yiran's waist from behind and kissed her gently on the cheek, "Thank you for your hard work this morning."
When he first got up, his voice was hoarse and low. Lin Yiran blushed and lowered his voice unconsciously, "Well, I will take good care of Xiaozhe."
Bo Chenhe hugged her for a while before going out to work, while Lin Yiran continued to prepare breakfast at home.
She remembered that both children at home liked freshly squeezed juice, and there happened to be oranges at home. She didn¡¯t want the servants to do it, so she started by cutting the oranges and preparing them step by step.
"Wow! Mommy hasn't gone to work today?"
Suddenly a voice of surprise sounded from behind. An An, who was still wearing pajamas, ran over excitedly, moved a small stool and stood aside to watch, "What is Mommy doing? Squeezing orange juice?"
"Yeah, it's the first time I've made it. Is the finished product pretty good?" Lin Yiran showed off with a smile.
"But the juice that can be squeezed out of one orange is too little, right?" Lin An'an curled her lips and saw that there were obviously fewer oranges in the bag next to her, and jumped off the stool again, "You can only squeeze out one cup from so many oranges, right? Mommy You are too wasteful."
He turned around and skipped back to the dining table. The rest of the breakfast was laid out. As soon as he picked up a piece of toast, he saw Song ?Zhe came downstairs with red eyes.
"What's the matter, Xiaozhe, did you not sleep last night?"
Just as he asked, Lin Yiran in the kitchen heard it keenly, quickly put down the orange and rushed out, "Xiao Zhe? Are you up?"
Song Xiaozhe was still standing on the stairs blankly. He slept late last night and cried for most of the night. His eyes were swollen.
"Oh my God, did Xiaozhe secretly cry again last night?" Lin Yiran hurriedly went upstairs to hug Song Xiaozhe, pinched his cheeks distressedly, pretending to be angry, "Don't be sad for insignificant people anymore, you still Don¡¯t you know your grandma¡¯s character? She likes to say irrelevant things. Mommy will help you talk about her in the future!¡±
Xiaozhe nodded obediently in her arms. Lin Yiran's heart melted when he saw her. When he went down the stairs, he lifted his arms with both hands and jumped down happily, "Take Xiaozhe on the plane~"
Children are always happy when they are dangling in the air. When the wind blows, Xiaozhe's face quickly spreads a smile. Lin Yiran carries him to the dining table. An An also pouted and stretched out his hand, "I want to fly, too!"
"Aren't you already seated in your seats?" Lin Yiran didn't even look at him. While helping Xiaozhe adjust the distance between the stools, he also carefully helped him spread the toast and put the sauce on the dinner plate. "Xiao Zhe, is there anything else you want to eat? Mommy will help you make it now."
¡°I want to eat fried chicken!¡± An An excitedly answered next to her.
"What kind of fried chicken should we eat in the morning?" Lin Yiran glared at him, An An was dissatisfied, while Xiaozhe obediently took the toast, "I don't have anything else to eat, these are good."
God, what a sensible child.
Lin Yiran's heart almost melted. He couldn't help but hold Song Xiaozhe's cheek and kiss her. An An anxiously grabbed her sleeve, "Mommy! Mommy, I want to kiss her too!"
Being helplessly entangled by him, Lin Yiran was about to kiss him when there was a sudden "crack" next to him, and the plate, knife and fork all fell to the ground.
Lin Yiran turned around and saw Song Xiaozhe pouting, as if he was about to cry again, "Mommy, I didn't mean it. I wanted to get the jam, but my wrist accidentally touched the dinner plate"
"It's okay, Xiaozhe! Mommy didn't blame you!" Seeing him crying, Lin Yiran quickly hugged him distressedly, "No one blames you. Our family is not short of these dishes, so there is no need to apologize."
She hugged Xiaozhe and coaxed her softly. The expression of An An, who was still undecided behind her, instantly became very disappointed. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com