The screenwriter's wife of the president

Huahua knocked on the door and walked up to Yuan Zixia, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yuan, I'm off work and going to the barber shop to get my hair cut. Do you want to go with me?"

"Cut your hair?" Zixia looked down at the hair that grew to her thighs, curled her lips, and said with a smile, "Go, I should cut my hair too!" She was envious when she saw Huayi's long hair before, but now Only when my hair is so long can I know how hard it is.

It is inconvenient to wash the hair, and it is also inconvenient to comb the hair.So cut it out anyway!

After get off work, Yuan Zixia drove Huahua to the barber shop, and two barbers came to receive them.Yuan Zixia looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of his long hair as a souvenir, then smiled and said to the barber, "Just cut it into clavicle hair for me!"

"Okay!" The barber put a barber on her, and then sat behind her and cut her hair carefully.After about an hour, Yuan Zixia and Huahua's hair was cut.

Yuan Zixia stared at herself in the mirror earnestly, feeling as if she had changed.The long hair she had kept for several years was cut off like this.I don't know how many years it will take before it grows that long.She pinched her cheek, feeling a little pity.

Huahua came over and took Zixia's hand and jumped up excitedly: "Mr. Yuan, you look like a queen with short hair. You look much better than your original messy long hair! It gives people a completely different feeling!"

"Really?" Zixia stroked her hair and smiled awkwardly.In the eyes of everyone, the self before the relationship is a lunatic!But short hair gives people a capable feeling, looks more comfortable and more attractive and temperament!
"Of course!" Huahua had a big smile on her face.

Zixia rubbed her nose and smiled shyly: "It's getting late, it's time for us to go back!"

"En!" Huahua nodded.

Yuan Zixia originally wanted to send Huahua back, but Huahua walked to the side of the road and took a taxi back.Could it be that he was afraid that she would see Chen Feixiang?Yuan Zixia smiled helplessly, got in the car and started the car to leave.

When Jiang Jinrun saw her, his eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Hey, who is this beauty? Did you go to the wrong place?"

Yuan Zixia pouted, poked his waist with her fingers, and smiled: "Do you have to be so exaggerated? Don't you know me after I cut my hair?"

"You are also my wife with your hair cut." Jiang Jinrun smiled, picked her up across the waist, and walked into the bedroom.

Jiang Jinrun is working so hard now, it seems that he wants Zixia to get pregnant quickly.After finishing the important things in life, the two of them can enjoy life well.

Yuan Zixia received a call from a neighbor saying that her mother had fallen, and they hurried back to their hometown to send her to the hospital.

Yuan Zixia and Jiang Jinrun sat in front of their mother, looking at her distressedly, Yuan Zixia's eyes were filled with mist: "Mom, you should live with us in the future! You have not come back to see you for a few days and you are out." Such a thing! If you have something, what do you ask us to do!"

"I'm fine!" The adoptive mother had a pale smile on her face, and her mouth was so dry that her skin was peeling. She said, "I don't know how long I can live, and I haven't been able to give you any help. On the contrary, I have dragged you down. I wish I could die sooner..."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zixia scolded her softly, swallowing her saliva: "If it wasn't because you don't have me in this world, I really appreciate you and love you very much. So you will live a long life."

Jiang Jinrun patted Zixia on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Zixia, you stay here with mom, I'll go and pour some boiling water back!"

"En!" Zixia nodded, she held her adoptive mother's hand and looked at her seriously.Fortunately, the fall was not serious.Otherwise, I don't know what will happen!Old people are really most afraid of falling.

Jiang Jinrun came back with a bottle of hot water, poured a cup for Zixia, and a cup for her adoptive mother.They sat in the ward with their mother.

My mother stayed in the hospital for three days. The doctor checked and said that there was nothing serious and she could be discharged.They are out of the hospital!But this time, the mother was not sent back to her hometown.Instead, he took her home with him.

There is a nanny and a chef at home, who can take good care of her.

Yuan Zixia supported her mother to sit on the sofa, and looked for opera-like TV programs for her to watch.Zixia sat on the sofa, put the computer on her lap and typed slowly.She turned her head to look at her white-haired mother, feeling distressed.

How great is the heart of her and her adoptive father to bring up a child who is seriously ill.Even if they learned that it would cost a lot of medical expenses, they never gave up.A smile gradually appeared on Zixia's face.

She took her mother's hand and said with a smile: "Mom, thank you. Thank you for being so kind to us!"

The mother smiled, held her hand instead, and said, "You are my daughter, who should I treat if I don't treat you well? Silly girl..."

Jiang Jinrun carried out Jiang Yuan who had woken up. As soon as she saw her grandma, she ran over happily, and grandma and grandma yelled.There are brilliant flowers blooming on grandma's face.

Time passed so quickly, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yuan was two and a half years old.In another six months, I can go to kindergarten.She looks more and more juicy, she is like a miniature version of Yuan Zixia, and she doesn't look like Jiang Jinrun at all.

This is why Jiang Jinrun urgently needs a second treasure. He hopes that at least one child looks like him.

Jiang Yuan revolved around grandma, the old and the young enjoyed themselves happily.

Jiang Jinrun, who was leaning against the bedroom door, beckoned softly, Yuan Zixia put down the computer, jumped off the sofa and walked over, raised her head and asked, "Call me over, is there something wrong?"

"I want you to know who the real uncle is!" Jiang Jinrun smiled, grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

A strong heartbeat.

Familiar and warm masculinity surrounds me...

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Zhou Qing looked at Li Qiuyuan in surprise. What did she want to do when she packed her things before she got off work?Li Qiuyuan glanced at her and laughed: "Zhou Qing, I still have a little work to do, please help me later! I'm leaving first!"

"Why are you going!" Zhou Qing asked puzzled, recently Li Qiuyuan always likes to sneak away.Could it be that he found another handsome guy outside?

Li Qiuyuan blinked mischievously: "I'm going to practice driving!"

"Practice driving?" Zhou Qing asked excitedly, "Which driving school did you apply for? Why didn't you invite me to join you? I want to learn to drive too!"

Li Qiuyuan smiled and returned: "I am self-taught, Bai Xiaofei used his car to teach me!"

"Oh!" Zhou Qing nodded understandingly: "Go ahead, don't worry about work matters! I will do well!"

"Goodbye!" Li Qiuyuan waved her hand, put on her bag and left.Zhou Qing sat in front of Li Qiuyuan's computer and sighed softly.Bai Xiaofei is also really good. I started teaching Li Qiuyuan not long after I got my driver's license. Is this really good?

is it safe?
Why not go to a driving school and let an old coach teach you!Zhou Qing opened the webpage and searched for nearby driving schools.Who among young people in today's society does not have a driver's license?Or take the test and hold it in your hand for peace of mind.

Qian Huayi came out with her bag on her back. When she passed the editorial department, she saw Zhou Qing still sitting inside. She pushed the door in with doubts, and asked, "Everyone is off work, why aren't you off work? Could it be because you want to Are you staying to work overtime?"

"No!" Zhou Qing looked at her and smiled awkwardly: "I'm getting ready to get off work!" She turned off the computer and packed her things.

Qian Huayi said: "Then I'll go first, pay attention to your safety on the road!"

"En!" Zhou Qing nodded, looking at the back of Qianhuayi leaving.I really envy them, they are about the same age, but they are very different in career.People really can't be compared with each other. If you can make people mad, you can also scare yourself to death.

Zhou Qing nodded firmly, Zhou Qing, you must work hard.Don't forget the person who helped you, even if one day he no longer helps you, remember his goodness, because he once helped you when you looked around and were at a loss.You should always be grateful.

Yuan Zixia clicked to publish immediately, and the final conclusion of "Husband" was published."Husband", which has been written for more than half a year, has finally come to an end smoothly.She jumped up excitedly and cheered: "Jiang Jinrun, the book about you is finally finished, so excited!"

"Do you want to go out and celebrate?" Jiang Jinrun sat on the crawling mat calmly, with a magazine on his lap.

"Okay!" Yuan Zixia rushed over excitedly, hugged him and kissed him on the face, and said with a smile: "My good husband, the book I wrote for you is finally finished, and I will go there in a few days Publish it. I want everyone in the world to know what kind of man my husband is!"

"What kind of man is he?" Jiang Jinrun threw her down on the crawling mat, looked at her with burning eyes, and asked, "What kind of man is your husband?"

"He's a very powerful man, a great man!" Yuan Zixia blurted out without thinking.

Jiang Jinrun seemed to want to break the casserole and ask the end, and then asked: "What's so great?"

Yuan Zixia turned her head away with a red face and stopped looking at him.The questions he asks make...

Jiang Jinrun held the back of her head with both hands, forcing her to face him. He lowered his head slowly and bit her lip...

Sucking the goodness she brought.

Since Yuan Zixia cut her clavicle hair, no matter what clothes she wears, her temperament has improved several points.She wears a white lace dress with red pointe shoes.Gives a kind of gentle and ladylike feeling.

But when she saw the small red mark on her neck, her face turned pale.She turned her head and stared at Jiang Jinrun: "You didn't want me to go out on purpose, did you? You also organized the celebration banquet, okay?"

With the corners of Jiang Jinrun's mouth slightly raised, he handed a white lace scarf to Yuan Zixia and said, "This is a gift from me!"