Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"Uh...how about I ask an aunt to take care of you and the child at home?"

"No need, I wasn't by his side much when Ian was a child, so now I want to do my best to take good care of him as a mother."

"Taking care of a child is not as simple as you imagined, and knowing that, didn't you say that you wanted to find a job here? Don't worry about leaving Ian alone at home by then."

I don't know when we will have any clues about the work. Meng Wuxin has finished reading what she should read now, but Kevin hasn't had time to answer the questions circled for her.

Her favorite jobs now are assistants and secretaries. After all, the atmosphere at work is relaxed, and the workload should not be too heavy.

In this way, there will be more time to take care of Ian.

"You have to take your time to find a job. For a person like me who has no work experience, I am sure that ordinary units will not consider hiring me, so...but you don't have to worry about life. There are a lot of savings."

Anyway, the two of them haven't resumed their relationship as a couple yet, so Meng Wuxin knew that if she couldn't find a job, Minster might just throw out a card to her.

She can be regarded as a relatively independent woman, and she is also clear about this aspect.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I will keep the living expenses of the two of you when the time comes. If it is not enough, you can tell me at any time. Ian is not only your son, but also my son."

Why did Meng Wuxin, who was obviously calm in his heart, feel a little nervous after hearing this sentence?
Is she a little tempted by Minster?

"Just now I also told a friend of mine that he happens to be doing real estate here now, so we can go directly to find him in a while."

"Didn't you stay in Italy all the time? How could you have friends here?"

"I stayed here for a while before, no matter what, I will meet some friends."

Meng Wuxin couldn't imagine their kind of affluent life, but it was very possible that Mins' unique identity would make other people feel the urge to get close.

"You don't need to look for a big house. Anyway, there are only the two of us living in it. It's better to have 2 bedrooms and 1 living room. In this way, we can save a lot of money."

Minster had never considered the issue of money, and his initial plan in his heart was to buy a house, but he was afraid that Meng Wuxin would strongly oppose it if he found out.

The relationship between the two of them was still a little awkward. Even if they bought this house, Meng Wuxin might not live in it.

"Okay, you have the final say, then you can go and have a look first, and we will communicate with him after seeing that you are satisfied."

I didn't feel this kind of embarrassment when the two of them were alone at home before, so why would it make both of them a little awkward after they came out now?

After Ian ran out of their room, he went straight to Xiao Yi's room to tell him these sad things. Maybe only the two of them can understand each other's feelings.

"Anyway, I can play with you when the time comes. If it doesn't work, or we will go to the same school later."

This idea is too naive, Xiao Yi is still in kindergarten, and Ian has already reached the age of elementary school.

"I just want my parents to be with me all the time. I really envy you, Xiao Yi."

"What do you envy me? Mo'er is always by my side every time. When do you think my busy father is by my side?"

The situation of the two of them is almost the same, but the society is like this, you can’t have everything you want to have in your arms, and when you get something, you will definitely lose something at the same time.

"Anyway, I just envy you."

"It's okay. Isn't your mother always by your side? And they have a good relationship. We can hang out together then."

Although Xiao Yi is a child who has just entered kindergarten, his mind is many times more mature than ordinary children.

These words should not be uttered by people of the same age, and the thinking will not be so clear.

"I just heard from my mum that it looks like we're moving out of here."

"Why? If that's the case, wouldn't the two of us be able to play together all the time? I don't want this. I'll tell Mo'er right away."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yi immediately stood up from the ground.

For this kind of thing, of course, children can't do anything to stop it, but adults are different, and Xiao Yi also knows that Zhang Mo'er will definitely stop it.

"Mo'er, Mo'er, please help Ian! Aunt Wuxin is moving away from us." Xiao Yi held Zhang Mo'er by the corner of her clothes and began to growl. It can be said that she put all her hopes on her. It fell on Zhang Mo'er.

"How is it possible that I haven't heard of this matter?"

Zhang Mo'er just thought that Xiao Yi didn't understand the situation. After all, Wuxing didn't say hello to him, and they got along pretty well during this time, Meng Wuxin also helped her solve a lot of things.

"It's true, Ian just came to my room and told me."

Hearing this, Zhang Mo'er felt a little strange, so she immediately went to the room with Xiao Yi to ask Ian about the development of the matter.

"Because my father wanted to take me back to Italy, but my mother didn't allow it, so...but then the two of them also discussed it. I wanted to stay with my mother, but my father said that I would go out and find a house for my mother and me."

"But if you really go out to live, then you and Xiao Yi won't be able to see each other every day, otherwise it will be tiring to run back and forth."

Although it is still unclear why Meng Wuxin has such an idea, for the sake of the two children, Zhang Mo'er still hopes that they can continue to live here.

Anyway, we are all friends, and we can help each other if we live together. If you need anything, you can just yell.

"I don't want to be separated from Xiaoyi either, but what if they really want to find a house outside? So I want to ask Auntie for help."

Zhang Mo'er sighed silently in her heart, what should I do?After all, it is someone else's business.