After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

Kuang Mingxuan asked knowingly: "Me? I am 32 this year, and he is almost four years old, so he is not young."

Ling Wanwan grabbed the table with her head, making a loud bang on the table.

After calming down, she began to negotiate terms with Kuang Mingxuan.

"I really don't know how to draw, not just paint, but also paper-cutting, knitting, handicrafts, etc. I don't know how to do anything. In short, I am not a handy person."

Kuang Mingxuan put down the tableware in his hand.

"And what happened to that little knitted pig of yours?"

"Porco Rosso?"

Ling Wanwan was very surprised why he suddenly mentioned this, but she answered honestly: "Although I don't know how to craft, my grandma can, and my sister can too. So my grandma made me a little red pig, and later I made grandma I gave the little red pig to someone, so my sister made another one for me. So the one I gave to Lele before was made by my sister."

She originally thought about asking her sister to make another one for herself, but her sister is too busy now, so it seems that she will have to wait for a while.

But recently, my sister is also busy learning to record videos and edit them every day, and she doesn’t have much time.

Kuang Mingxuan nodded and said nothing more.

"Oh no, what I mean is that I don't have any artistic skills at all, so this painting task has to fall on you."

Kuang Mingxuan: "I've been really busy recently."

Ling Wanwan: "Lele is your son."

Kuang Mingxuan: "It's yours too."

Ling Wanwan: "..."

She gave up struggling, thinking that no wonder the child was so insecure, and went all over the street looking for her mother.

Kuang Mingxuan, as a father, is indeed quite unreliable.

Kuang Mingxuan tapped his fingers on the table: "But if I push back some of the less urgent work, I can still squeeze out some time."

Ling Wanwan became energetic.

Kuang Mingxuan started to whet his appetite: "But it's a bit difficult to adjust the time!"

Ling Wanwan completely gave up now.

"Mr. Kuang, you just heard what Lele said. The kindergarten teacher's request is for parents to help their children complete art works, so you should contribute. But it doesn't matter. If you don't want to contribute, It’s okay if I accompany Lele to paint, anyway, you don’t care whether the child cries or not.”

She got up and walked back.

At the door of the elevator, she was grabbed by Kuang Mingxuan who was catching up.

"Lele's mother, why did the teacher leave this homework? Do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand?"

Is there anything obvious about this? Isn’t it the so-called “promoting parent-child communication”!

To be honest, even if homework was not arranged in this way, which parent would not be able to accompany their children?

Ling Wanwan sneered at this way of doing homework.

She is still angry with Kuang Mingxuan. She feels that this father likes to be a hands-off shopkeeper too much and is really not a thing.

So when faced with Kuang Mingxuan's question, she turned away and refused to answer.

Kuang Mingxuan pinched her face with one hand and turned it away.

"If you want to promote parent-child communication, you just need to tell the children to do the homework together with their parents. But we emphasize that parents should do it together. I hope that by completing this homework, the parents of the children can also promote emotional communication."

Strong words!

Ling Wanwan's face was pinched by his hands. Their faces were less than a foot apart at this moment. It was an ambiguous distance, and Kuang Mingxuan's breath could directly hit her face.

Her face became hot again.

She wanted to turn her head again, but her face was pinched by Kuang Mingxuan's hand. The slightly bigger her movement was, and the ambiguous aura became stronger.

"Let me go first!"

She reached out to take Kuang Mingxuan's hand, but was held back by Kuang Mingxuan.

Okay, now her face isn't being pinched, but both hands are being held down.

"Kang Mingxuan, let me go!"

"That won't work. Let me go and you won't listen to me anymore. I can't snitch like Lele and say you don't love me anymore!"

Ling Wanwan shivered.

She, she, when did she say she loved him? !

Also, the things she said to her children before about love coming and going would never get boring no matter how much she said it, but when Kuang Mingxuan said these words, why did it feel so... weird!

Kuang Mingxuan's original intention was just to tease his little wife, but he didn't expect to be able to talk to this extent, so when he said these words, he was a little surprised, and he froze after saying it.

Ling Wanwan took advantage of his daze, broke free from his restraints, turned around and ran away up the stairs.

Kuang Mingxuan stood there blankly.

Another page has been added to the record of failure in conquering my wife.

He originally thought that he would go to Lele's bedroom to help with the painting at night, but when he pushed the door he found that it was locked - needless to say, it must be Ling Wanwan's handiwork.

At breakfast time the next day, Lele had been coaxed, but Ling Wanwan didn't look at him the whole time.

She is very calm!

Another weekend.

He's not being perfunctory, there's been a lot going on in the group recently.

But this time I was attending a business meeting, a business meeting that was of little use but had to be attended.

Some face-saving projects must be done.

Fortunately, Qi Hao was present at this meeting. That boy was attending the meeting on behalf of the Qi family, and the organizer assigned him a seat right behind Kuang Mingxuan.

The content on WeChat sent by Qi Hao is comparable to that of a primary school chicken:

"It's a rare meeting. Why don't you even say hello to me? Do we need to pretend to be strangers?"

"I have come to you, so there is no need for you to be so cold to me!"

"Kueshi's recent performance has been very good, isn't it? Why do you look like you've been hollowed out?"

"It seems like newlyweds are really tiring! Do you want me to give you some supplements? You know my family is a food manufacturer. Medicine and food come from the same source!"

"There will be a dinner party after the meeting. Will you attend? I'm not very interested. Let's go out to eat!"

"This is Jicheng, your hometown. You know the situation here best. You must make a meal. In addition to food, do you have any special services for me?"

"In order to prevent this message from being checked by your wife on her phone, let me explain. Are there any formal pedicures, regular massages, and regular spas that you can introduce?"

"Or you can go out with me to play games, regular online games or go out to play regular ball games?"

……

Kuang Mingxuan looked upset and couldn't help it, so he finally replied: "On weekends, I go home to spend time with my wife and children."

Qi Hao sent more than a dozen "bomb" emoticons in succession.

At the end of the meeting, the organizer of the meeting and other participants went to greet Kuang Mingxuan. Someone took out their business cards to introduce each other. Kuang Mingxuan maintained a generous smile and completed the business response in a lukewarm manner.

Qi Hao watched his every move the whole time, and finally succeeded in getting into his car the moment before he got in.

"Xiao Song, drive and take your boss home!"

Song Wei was still holding the car door, but he wasn't too surprised. Anyway, Mr. Qi was always so noisy in front of his boss.

Kuang Mingxuan looked around and saw that there were other guests around. It would be easy to make a joke if he took Qi Hao out on the spot, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and follow him in.