Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

Qin Yaran struggled for a while and then gave up, after all, Zhuo Yichen's strength was too great.

After some passionate kisses, Zhuo Yichen suddenly stood up and turned his back to Qin Yaran and said, "You don't have to worry about the future, if you come back late, it will be your end."

Sitting on the bed, Qin Yaran pulled her clothes and stared at Zhuo Yichen, thinking in her heart that this man is really strange, whether he is sick, quarreling and kissing, and so rude, and finally let her go like this.

If Zhuo Yichen knew what was going on in this woman's heart, he might be going to die of anger, so he let her go because he felt pity for her.

……

After Qin Yaran's lawsuit was lost, many people began to slander Qin Yaran on the Internet, and some official accounts took this opportunity to gain popularity.

"Who are these people! I'm really pissed off seeing it." A Yuan was scrolling through Weibo at the front desk, and was very angry when she saw the comments slandering Qin Yaran.

"Sister Yuan, don't be angry, I still trust the boss." Youyou's attitude was very firm.

"Sister Yuan, is Teacher Qin in the office?" Wen Huanyang smiled brightly, holding a file bag in his hand.

"You are here, if you are here, go in."

"Teacher Qin." Wen Huanyang greeted Qin Yaran politely.

"Huanyang is here, sit down, have you changed the manuscript I asked you to edit?" Qin Yaran poured a glass of water for Wen Huanyang.

"Thank you, teacher. It's changed. Teacher Qin, please read it." Wen Huanyang handed the manuscript to Qin Yaran.

"Yeah, it's ok, I'll let you know, not bad." Qin Yaran smiled knowingly.

"But I'm still afraid of disappointing your expectations, teacher." Wen Huanyang's face darkened.

"It's okay, give yourself a chance to try, you just need to inject your soul when composing, that is, to feel and ponder the artistic conception you want with your heart, and find suitable words from your library to fill in, your personal The style is very strong, but sometimes the words are used improperly, but I believe you can, give yourself a chance, okay?" Qin Yaran looked at Wen Huanyang seriously.

"Good teacher, I will work hard." Wen Huanyang took a deep breath and regained his energy.

"Yeah, I'm going to City H to participate in the manuscript next Monday. The teacher said, let's go with you this time." Qin Yaran picked up the ticket on the desk and gave it to Wen Huanyang.

"Say it, this ticket." Wen Huanyang looked at the ticket and then at Qin Yaran.

"It's from the company, take it, it's a rare opportunity"

"Okay! Thank you teacher for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely make good use of it!" Wen Huanyang stood up and thanked.

"Yeah, let's go back and see how other people's songs are written. Think about it, I believe you." Qin Yaran smiled softly.

"Teacher, I believe in you too." Wen Huanyang looked at Qin Yaran affirmatively.

"Hmph, okay, let's go back." Qin Yaran instantly understood what Wen Huanyang meant.

After Wen Huanyang left, Qin Yaran returned to her desk and looked at the page on her phone, slandering her comments on Weibo.

Smiling lightly, he turned off Weibo, and continued to organize his work, preparing for next Monday.

the other side

Wu Yuting watched Chen Xinyu leave with a stern face, and stretched out her hand to look at her wrist: "Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone, and you won't lack such a piece after you get the money."

Having said that, Wu Yuting still posted a Weibo, commemorative bracelet, with a picture of herself wearing a cherry blossom limited edition bracelet.

Qin Yaran packed her luggage in her room, preparing to go to City H on Monday.

"Mom, what are you doing? Where are you going to pack up?" Zhuo Ziyang sat at the door of Qin Yaran's room and looked at Qin Yaran's busy back.

"Yangyang, mom is going on a business trip to City H the day after tomorrow, don't sit by the door, the floor is cold." Qin Yaran turned her head and looked at Zhuo Ziyang.

"Mom, are you free tomorrow?" Zhuo Ziyang stood up and ran into Qin Yaran's room, sitting on the blanket.

"Tomorrow, what is Yangyang going to do?" Qin Yaran took some snacks from the cabinet for Zhuo Ziyang.

"Thank you mom, Yangyang wants to go to the zoo tomorrow, and the teacher said that he will tell the animals he saw on Monday." Zhuo Ziyang took the snacks and put them aside, put his hands behind his back and tilted his head to look at Qin Yaran.

"Well, yes, then mom will accompany you tomorrow." Qin Yaran smiled and looked at the little kid sitting on the blanket.

"Is dad free to go?" Zhuo Ziyang looked curiously.

"Father probably doesn't have time, why don't you ask?" Qin Yaran put the packed things by the door, and sat next to Zhuo Ziyang.

"Then ask when Dad comes back tonight." Zhuo Ziyang threw himself into Qin Yaran's arms.

"Okay~ How about we go play the piano? Let mom see if Yang Yang is unfamiliar." Qin Yaran rubbed the head of the person in her arms.

"Okay! Let's go!" Zhuo Ziyang jumped up, grabbed Qin Yaran and went to the piano room.

The two were playing in the piano room with a tacit understanding, and the sound of the piano echoed in the whole room. Uncle Liang passed by the door of the piano room, looked at the door of Qin Yaran and Zhuo Ziyang, and smiled.

I don't know how long the two played, Zhuo Yichen came back, and heard the sound of the piano as soon as he got home, followed the sound of the piano to the piano room and saw Uncle Liang leaning against the door listening.

"Oh, master, you are back." Uncle Liang realized that it had been so long, and he had listened for a long time unconsciously.

"En." Zhuo Yichen nodded, and walked to the piano room to look at the backs of the mother and child inside.

Zhuo Ziyang laughed and teased Qin Yaran, Qin Yaran smiled sweetly, watching Zhuo Ziyang play the piano tenderly.

"A mother and a child are a mother and a child. Miss Qin and the young master get along very well." Uncle Liang said happily.

"Yeah." Zhuo Yichen looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, Yang Yang is so good, he will know a piece of music so soon." Qin Yaran praised Zhuo Ziyang's learning efficiency.

"No, it's all taught by my mother." Zhuo Ziyang smiled happily, and when he was talking to Qin Yaran with his head tilted, he saw someone standing at the door of the piano room from the corner of his eye.

Looking back: "It's Dad! Dad is back."

"Yes, Yichen, you are back." Qin Yaran also turned her head to look at the man standing at the door looking at her side with gentle eyes.

"Well, let's go downstairs for dinner."

At the dining table, Zhuo Ziyang couldn't eat vegetables anymore, so he put them aside.

"Zhuo Ziyang, vegetables." Zhuo Yichen glanced at Zhuo Ziyang's bowl, the vegetables Qin Yaran picked up for him just now were basically untouched.

"Vegetables are not tasty, like grass." Zhuo Ziyang looked at the vegetables in the bowl with disgust.

"Have you eaten grass again? Hurry up and eat vegetables. If you don't eat vegetables, mom won't go to the zoo with you tomorrow." Qin Yaran continued to pick up a few more vegetables and put them in Zhuo Ziyang's bowl.

"Zoo?" Zhuo Yichen looked up at Qin Yaran.

"Yeah, yes, Yang Yang's teacher gave them some homework to go to the zoo to see animals." Qin Yaran said while staring at Zhuo Ziyang to eat.

"Not on business?"

"Out, the day after tomorrow, so I can take Yangyang to play tomorrow."

"Yes! Dad, are you free to go with us? You haven't taken me out to play for a long time." Zhuo Ziyang sucked the vegetables in his mouth, and looked at Zhuo Yichen with those big eyes full of expectation.

"Look again." Zhuo Yichen replied very flatly, but picked up the phone and pressed it a few times before putting it down.

"Hmph, dad is always like this. Mom, I've finished eating vegetables. You must go to the zoo with me tomorrow! I'll wake you up!" Zhuo Ziyang ignored Zhuo Yichen, and looked at Qin Yaran excitedly.

"Okay, okay, I get it, you also want to eat green vegetables in the future, you know?" Qin Yaran smiled helplessly.

"Ding dong-" There was a message on Zhuo Yichen's phone, and he glanced at Amy's message.

"Mr. Zhuo, there is no schedule for tomorrow."

Zhuo Yichen looked a little happy after reading it.

"Yichen? What good happened?" Qin Yaran captured Zhuo Yichen's joy at that moment.