Nouveau riche love story

Ji Mingxin used to be a young lady. In the years when she was married to Shang Hao, even though Shang Hao was not very rich at that time, she could afford a nanny. Later, she got divorced and took Ji Feiyun to go abroad, with the help of Ji Mingxin's parents. Later, she became famous in the fashion design industry, earning a lot of money, and the nannies she took care of were indispensable.

The days when clothes come to stretch out hands and meals come to open mouth are normal for her. Although she has a certain ability to take care of herself, it is really limited.

Fortunately, Shang Xiaochen is not a hypocritical person, even if Ji Mingxin can help with the first glass of water, it would be good.

Their relationship is very weird, it can't be discussed as a normal mother and child.

Most of the time, it was Shang Xiaochen who moved a bench and sat in the corner of the kitchen, directing the woman who was wearing an apron and tremblingly holding a shovel one meter away from the oil pan to put what to put.

Although the food in the past few days was really not satisfactory, but later on, I don't know whether it was because she was smart or suddenly figured out the way, and her cooking skills became better and better. In short, she could eat and swallow.

Not to mention the taste is not bad, even if it is unpalatable, it is also made by hard work in the summer, so you can't choose anything.

At the age of nine months, Ji Mingxin began to prepare all the things needed for giving birth. Although she was not good at caring, she was a mother who had given birth to three children, so she was too experienced in giving birth.

She knows all about children's clothes, quilts, diapers, milk powder, cribs, small toys, replacement clothes Shang Xiaochen needs, and postpartum cooking.

When the due date was reached, anesthesia was administered and a caesarean section began.

Shang Xiaochen stared at the surgical lamp above his head in a dazed state, smelling the smell of disinfectant, he seemed to have returned to the day when he took off his pants and went to the hospital to see a doctor...

After confinement, Ji Mingxin remembered that he still had design drafts to draw, but it was probably because he had inspiration in the past two months, and he drew the design drafts that he had been pressing for two months like a spring, and then he took his luggage and left. people.

Shang Xiaochen found a caring and meticulous nanny. After confinement, he had another month of physical recovery, just in time to take the exam.

When winter was approaching, Zhang Song flew over to see him. That day Zhang Song wore sunglasses and a long windbreaker. He felt that he was the brightest kid at the airport. He looked around, but he couldn’t find him and said he wanted to come. Shang Xiaochen who picked him up.

"Hey, Chen'er, where are you? I didn't see you?"

He walked around the airport hall twice, but finally he couldn't find anyone to call Shang Xiaochen.

"Turn around." A familiar voice came from the phone, to be precise, it came from behind.

Zhang Song looked back, raised his eyes, and before he could look far away, he saw a baby with a red hat coming towards his face.

Bai Shengsheng stretched out his little arms gigglingly, looking at him and laughing.

Zhang Song panicked, the milk doll had already been lifted and stuffed into his hand, he subconsciously picked it up, he couldn't drop the baby.

He borrowed the baby on one side, and saw the face of the man who was pushing against the baby on the other side.

Shang Xiaochen is still Shang Xiaochen, but he seems to be a little fleshier, his chin is a bit rounder, and he looks younger in age.

"Damn it! Chen'er, where did you get the child?"

Shang Xiaochen walked out with his pockets in his pocket: "What is it called? I'm not born well."

"You have only been in New York for more than nine months, maybe ten months. How can you have such a big child?"

Shang Xiaochen ignored him, the little thing in his arms was an unrecognizable one, with a milky fragrance all over his body, and rubbed his face like soft tofu against Zhang Song's neck.

This is his best friend after all, Shang Xiaochen finally told Zhang Song the secret he had held back for so long.

The child was already asleep, with a pacifier in his mouth, nestled on the crib, sleeping soundly with a small toy in his arms.

The two sat on the soft cushion on the ground and had a long talk. Zhang Song couldn't keep his mouth shut. He held a cup of milk powdered with baby milk and touched it. His eyes looked up and down on Shang Xiaochen's body. three laps.

They used to be good friends. When they were poor, they slept in the same bed.

Even if Shang Xiaochen bent suddenly later, he didn't feel anything, but now he said that he can have children, it is more strange to Zhang Song.

In other words, he slept with someone who could have children for two or three years, which... this is a bit, oops!It's embarrassing.

"Then, how hard are you working now? You go to class during the day and coax the children at night. Are you busy like a dog every day?"

Shang Xiaochen smiled: "Actually, it's okay. The lazier you become, the more diligent you become. When you get used to this rhythm, you don't feel that there is any hard work."

"Come on, am I going to pretend that I don't see the dark circles under your eyes?"

Shang Xiaochen added some milk to him: "It's as if you don't have it in front of your eyes. The young people nowadays, whose life is not too stressful, even if they don't have to work overtime, they still have to hold their mobile phones. I fell asleep before two o'clock."

Zhang Song "tsk": "Actually, I think you can tell your father about the child, he is the closest to the child, and there is no need to say who the other parent of the child is, you can take it back. If it is your daughter, Uncle Shang should not hold it in his palm like a baby."

Shang Xiaochen smiled: "Take it easy, Jiujiu is still young, let's talk about it later."

Zhang Song sighed, who doesn't know that living alone outside is hard enough, and now that he is single with a child, it's no wonder that he can have a good life.

"Then, are you going to never tell Chen Jing'an for the rest of your life?"

Shang Xiaochen, who was arranging Jiujiu's bib, paused slightly: "What do you say, how do you say, you said that I am holding Jiujiu now, and told him that this is his daughter, would he believe it? Let's talk about it later..."

He drooped his eyelashes, but he couldn't hide his emotions. Zhang Song was startled. Seeing him like this, he hadn't forgotten Chen Jing'an yet.Also, the child is born, can it be easily forgotten?

He didn't pay attention when he didn't know who the little girl was, but now he knew it belonged to Chen Jing'an, and when he saw the sleeping little girl again, he didn't know if it was because of his psychological reasons or because the little girl didn't look much like Shang Xiaochen. , thick eyebrows and big eyes, his facial features are very similar to Chen Jingan, and he smiles like a little sun.

Zhang Song lamented why his brother's life was so miserable, but he also knew that it was really inappropriate to talk about Chen Jing'an at this moment, and he looked around for some reason to end this embarrassing topic. Here comes an ill-fitting T-shirt.

"Are you so careless about your clothes now?"

Shang Xiaochen looked at his jacket and pants, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"What's wrong? Doesn't look good?"

"It's not ugly, it's just that your T-shirt is one size too big, and it looks empty."

Shang Xiaochen smiled: "Jiujiu likes this T-shirt."