There is a cute baby at home: Mommy, a playwright, is super sweet

The kid Shen Zhehan suddenly felt lost, he was so happy just now.Hearing Daddy's phone rang, he found that it seemed to be the phone number of the little princess's home. After he got through, he found out that it was really the little princess.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I made a mistake, and I will never make such a mistake again." The child's voice was soft and soft, and he was about to cry out with a sense of apology and grievance.

Luo Yiyi was still in her sleep but was startled to hear her son's voice apologizing, who the hell bullied him so wronged.

She slapped her man's arm with a slap, and stared at her big round eyes: "Don't bully my son, if you bully him again, I will bite you."

Facing Ms. Luo Yiyi who was helping her son but not standing up for her, Mr. Shen Boyan was also very helpless. Who told this mother to only want her son and not her husband.

"Good good."

After comforting his little wife, he found an excuse not to be entrusted to the trade building. The trade building is a development project of their Shen Group, and he, the president, went there in person.

Of course Luo Yiyi also understood this, so she didn't force her to go.

Now the situation has become what it is now. Two mothers are drinking afternoon tea and eating cake. Oh, no, it should be supper.

The two children were splashing in the sand, crawling around in the ocean ball and in the commonly known snow mountain.

"Little milk bag, slow down and be careful, don't get sand in your eyes."

Luo Yiyi is really worried about the sand, and doesn't know if it will be cleaned. Are there any big stones in it?Will it hurt the child?
On the other hand, another Miss Zhou Wenqian was drinking coffee quietly, looking at her daughter with a look of disgust.

I seemed to be saying in my heart, let's have a daughter, it's not like Piboy at all, he got into the sandpit and couldn't get out, his body was dirty.

But the next second the little princess didn't feel any better, she grabbed a handful of sand and wiped it on her body.

Zhou Wenqian almost didn't faint when she saw this scene, Luo Yiyi just turned her head secretly to hide the smile on her face, and the two mothers were silently comparing their child's childlike attributes.

However, judging from the results, the two children were not much better than each other, and the two mothers even started talking together.

"Miss Zhou has not come to our company for project cooperation recently, is it because she is too busy?"

After Luo Yiyi said it, she regretted it, but now she said that she would not talk about work after get off work, why did she subconsciously talk about it.

"Mrs. Shen is serious, it's just a small company, so why not be busy?"

The little babies of the two families are playing and frolicking in the amusement park, which looks like a beautiful sight.

Listening to Zhou Wenqian's words, Luo Yiyi had a quiet smile on her face, as if she had never heard such words, and she had never asked them.

"Who is Mrs. Shen calling again? I remember that your husband is also named Shen. If you want to put it this way, we were still a family 800 years ago."

This woman was difficult to deal with at first glance, Luo Yiyi knew that she was not her opponent, so she simply shut up, walked over to look at the little milk bag wisely, and wiped his sweat for him.

"Are you tired from playing? How are you playing with the kids?" Xiao Naibao stomped excitedly in front of Luo Yiyi. He doesn't want to be with Mommy now, he wants to play with the little princess, but he has to be good She stayed in front of Luo Yiyi, because she couldn't make Mommy sad when she finally came back.

"Happy, happy, Mommy, hurry up, I have to go after wiping."

Steam was rising from the top of Xiao Naibao's anxious head, like a small kettle.

Luo Yiyi smiled dotingly, pushed the little milk bag towards the direction of the amusement park, and then stood on the side watching him laughing and playing.

"Of course Mrs. Shen is talking about you. I have just established myself in this city. How can I compare with a big company like Shen's Group? If there is something that I haven't done well, I hope that your husband will help you a lot. Take it easy, our two companies communicate more, and Rockwell can get a lot of benefits by then."

Such words are particularly dazzling in Luo Yiyi's ears, what exactly does she mean.Could it be that he wanted to say that the Rock Group's current scale and performance all depended on Shen Boyan.

Now I know the joke. I really don't know that a secretary of a multinational group can speak so straightforwardly, can someone really cooperate with her?
"Of course Mrs. Shen is joking. They are all wives. How can I not hope that the company will gradually get better, but at the same time, as the president of a group, I also hope that my group will get better."

I didn't say the rest of the words, whether you can understand it or not depends on your ability.

According to Luo Yiyi's knowledge, originally her company made its debut in City A for the first time, and wanted to cooperate with Rock's Corporation, but the project was never released, so she decided to do it with Shen's Group.

There was an unsearchable smile on her mouth, also mocking this woman's narrow-mindedness, although she didn't know what happened behind their backs.But in general, this company is not conducive to long-term cooperation, and the intention is not obvious, but it is demeaning.

"How could it be? I've also heard about your company. I also admire how it developed from a state that was about to close down to what it is now. At the same time, I also want to be a good wife and a woman like you. strongman."

Although the words are praise and envy, but there is always an indescribable meaning.

Luo Yiyi smiled without saying a word, and looked at the little milk bag playing like a fool in the amusement park. It has been a long time since I saw a child so happy, and it is always such a pleasure to be with children of the same age.

The little princess is always slower than the little milk bag, after all, it is a girl's family.But the play was not ambiguous at all, it seemed that Miss Zhou next to her was not worried at all that her child would be injured.

Then again, there are not many parents who can let their children go to summer camp alone.At the beginning, I refused and was noisy, and I must stay at home with the little milk bag to enjoy this summer vacation, but this stinky man sent the child to the summer camp so cruelly, but fortunately came back safe and sound.

"Mum, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water." The little girl Zhou Yuxuan ran over from the sandpit, kicking her little feet.

He leaned in front of Zhou Wenqian, raised his dirty little face and looked nervously.

Just now she saw very clearly that the bad woman next to her was bullying Mommy.Talking like a malevolent TV villain, Mommy couldn't stop smiling.

In a child's world, maybe everything is as simple as this, so in order to protect her mommy from being bullied, she gave up the chance to play with Xiao Nai Bao, and sat quietly by the side drinking juice.

Yiyi is better than me, but I like the little girl very much, but the little girl doesn't seem to like me very much, so it's really uncomfortable.

I secretly recalled in my heart where I offended the little girl, why the little girl doesn't like me anymore, wasn't it good before?One mouthful and one auntie is so sweet.

The little milk bag found that his little friend had already flung himself into Mummy's arms, and playing here by himself was meaningless, so he shook the sand on his body and walked over, throwing himself into Luo Yiyi's arms.

Seeing the dirty brat, he threw it into his arms without even looking, like a piece of iron pounced towards him.

Although Luo Yiyi thought so in her heart, her hands were unambiguous, and she directly took the brat over.

"You brat is so heavy that you still want to throw yourself on me. I don't know if Mommy can't hold you anymore." He said so, but he still wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hands. People seemed to be fished out of the water, sweat continued to drip from their heads, and after wiping for a while, it popped out again.

The little boy was like a small stove full of energy, his two small eyes were staring at the little princess next door, but he turned his head away with a snort.

Looking at the interaction between the two children, Luo Yiyi reached out and tapped Xiao Naibao's head to wake him up.

"Did you make the little girl angry? Why is the little girl ignoring you? Do you remember what Mommy taught you, you must let the little girl not bully the little girl when you are outside, boys must Take responsibility and do something.”

Little Naibao couldn't stand such long-winded words, she obviously didn't do anything, and offended the little princess and Mommy.

"Mommy, I don't, I don't." The two timid big eyes blinked, just like Luo Yiyi herself was acting like a baby with someone.

When her son was wronged, Luo Yiyi would not completely stand on the side of others.He held the child in his arms and patted him twice to tell him that it was all right. He took a sip of water before buying an ice cream.

In the end, I brought a cup of sweet milk tea for the little princess. Fortunately, the little milk bag remembered that the little princess loves sweet things, so he carried the milk tea to make amends for the little princess, and Luo Yiyi laughed for a long time behind him. .

This boy typically wants the little girl to abandon his mother, and Luo Yiyi even sent text messages and photos to Shen Boyan, accusing the stinky son of not wanting his mother's bad behavior.

Unexpectedly, his publishing house did not catch the front-page news for several days, and Lu Shaoqian couldn't say he was in a hurry, because he didn't think that relying on those frivolous news could win the favor of the mass media.

But he was still a little anxious inside. After all, the performance of the publishing house determined how much profit the old man would give him when they distributed year-end dividends.

Lu's Media has done a good job in recruiting newcomers and increasing exposure. The only thing is that it does not have its own publishing house. The requirements and standards that the old man gave him at the beginning were that every department should be very good. If there is anything wrong or far off, then deduct money.

"The old man knows that I'm not good at this, but he still wants me to take care of it. The publishing house used to be rigid, and the boss insists on being a news editor, so let's do it now."