Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

She looked towards the direction of the bathroom and smiled, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

At night, with a dark face, Li Yaochuan lay on the floor, smelling the faint fragrance in the bed, turned around in boredom, and suffered from insomnia.

The moonlight gradually sank to the point where it almost lost its brilliance, and suddenly a child's cry sounded on the bed.

Li Yaochuan opened his black eyes, lifted the quilt with his hands, and the soft tone from his ear interrupted all his movements.

The night was very quiet, and the woman hummed softly, like a soft wind, calming the baby's crying and making him feel a bit dazed.

Good to hear.

Also... very warm.

Li Yaochuan opened his eyes, quietly staring at the darkness.

There was a rare softness on the cold face.

When Jian Qing was coaxing the child, she was so sleepy that she didn't even open her eyes. When she heard that the child had stopped making trouble, she habitually tucked up the quilt for him and fell asleep again.

Although the mother and child's even breathing sound was small, it was clearly heard by someone on the floor.

He moved his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to turn his head to take a look, but in the end he closed his eyes and withdrew his thoughts.

In the morning, Jian Qing was woken up by a beating.

The soft little hands kept tossing her hair, she was too sleepy and didn't want to take care of it. As a result, she got several slaps from her son on the face.

She had to open her eyes, looked at the six o'clock displayed on the phone, helplessly grabbed his little hand, pretended to take a bite, and sighed: "Little ancestor, why are you in such good spirits?"

Yang Yang couldn't understand what she was talking about, only knowing that someone finally paid attention to him, he giggled.

Jian Qing was also amused by her son's stupidity: "Why are you smiling so stupidly? You didn't inherit anything from your father."

After finishing speaking, Jian Qing felt that it was not good to keep a cold face, and said with a smile: "It's good if you don't inherit it, otherwise, when you grow up, I should be worried that you won't be able to find a wife."

Someone awake on the floor: "..."

"Yangyang, do you want to pee?" Jian Qing looked at her son's little face that was holding on to his pants and wanted to cry, and quickly realized something, picked him up and got off the bed, and walked to the bathroom.

Sure enough, after a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Jian Qing helped him put on the little cotton trousers, patted his little butt, but she sighed in her heart, Yang Yang is so small, she refuses to pull it into the diaper every time, and insists on going to the toilet, isn't she a little too clean up?
Jian Qing picked him up, and cleaned his mouth with the soft glue specially used for babies to clean the tongue cavity, but she couldn't help but recall Li Yaochuan's usual actions in her head.

Although it is not a cleanliness, but I really like cleanliness.

Is this his inheritance?

Jian Qing smiled, feeling a little strange in her heart because of the similarities between the two father and son.

Opening the door of the bathroom, a tall and straight figure like jade fell into her eyes unexpectedly, her long legs were covered by suit pants, making her look even more straight and shapely.

The gray shirt fit his body tightly, and even the sunken folds at the bend of the arms were hard to move away.

Not to mention that frosty face that almost makes women feel inferior.

In front of the beauty, Jian Qing couldn't help being moved.

After Li Yaochuan finished buttoning the last button, his gaze had not yet moved away from himself. He lowered his brows, and when he turned his head to say something, the little man suddenly pointed at him and yelled.

Although he has not yet learned to speak, the little guy's expression is very vivid.

Li Yaochuan could see his excitement at a glance, and his cold eyes softened a little.

"Did Yang Yang wake you up?" Jian Qing changed her position and hugged the child, looking at him apologetically.

Li Yaochuan didn't want to speak at first, so he was silent for a few seconds, and finally moved his lips: "No."

Cherish words like gold.

The two fell into embarrassment for a moment.

Jian Qing pursed her lips and said, "I'll take Yang Yang out first, lest he see you and make you hug me again."

With that said, she took the child to the living room.

Li Yaochuan glanced at her back, and then walked towards the bathroom.

After breakfast, Aunt Li took care of the children.

Jian Qing was going to find out the news about Fengxing today, and she was in a hurry to eat. After a while, she finished the porridge in the bowl, picked up her bag and went outside.

This is the first time, she left earlier than Li Yaochuan.

And didn't say a word.

Li Yaochuan frowned inaudibly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and got up too.

"Master, haven't you finished eating yet?" Aunt Li couldn't help asking when she saw it.

"Not hungry."

After finishing speaking, Li Yaochuan also went out, just in time to see the back of Jian Qing getting into the car.

His eyes darkened slightly, he didn't say anything, and drove to the company by himself.

It was after three o'clock when Jian Qing stepped into her company, and she already had some more documents in her hand.

As soon as she entered the office, she began to carefully study Fengxing's previous cooperation projects, including how his opponents lost to Fengxing.

After listing the advantages and disadvantages of her company, Jian Qing went to compare Fengxing, and then typed on the computer to write the preliminary draft of the plan.

It took her almost two or three days to draft such a draft, and even Li Yaochuan felt that she was like a spinning top, busier than him.

But seeing her working so hard, a strange opinion rose in her heart.

Time is neither fast nor slow, and it has been a week since she went to work in the blink of an eye.

In the morning, as soon as Luo Zixuan entered the company, he immediately held an emergency meeting.

"Director, you are finally here, the president and the others are already waiting for you in the office."

Lin Xuan, a small employee in the old department, saw Jian Qing who arrived at the company at the last second, and couldn't help but feel anxious for her.

"What's going on?" Jian Qing asked.

Lin Xuan took a peek at everyone, and said in a low voice, "I don't know, Mr. Luo's face is not very good when he comes, and there is an emergency meeting. Director, you should go in quickly."

Jian Qing nodded, said thank you, and walked inside.

Entering the meeting room, everyone's eyes were focused on him, with some contempt, some indifference, some worry, and a hint of sarcasm.

Jian Qing curled her lips into a smile, and naturally sat in her seat.

Luo Zixuan held back his anger and glanced at her: "The schedule for work is clearly written, everyone must strictly abide by the rules, and you will never be late again!"

So you start making fun of her?

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Boss Luo is talking about me?"

Luo Zixuan stared at her coldly and said nothing, the meaning was obvious.

"I'm not late, Mr. Luo can check the monitoring."

At 59:[-], she stepped firmly into the company.

Luo Zixuan gritted his teeth, there seemed to be anger in his eyes.

Xia Shuang said suddenly: "Mr. Luo, didn't you say that there is an emergency and you need to discuss it?"

Only then did Luo Zixuan restrain his anger, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone knows that our company is actively striving for cooperation with Dingsheng, and now a week has passed, Jian Qing, what about your plan?"