play like marriage

Seeing his fat young master drooling again, Wen Muchen asked Dr. Dai in puzzlement: "Why is he drooling all the time recently?"

Dr. Dai told him: "He is about to grow teeth, and your father is not professional at all. The baby's gums are uncomfortable and the saliva keeps flowing down. Just wipe off the baby's saliva, but don't rub it with toilet paper all the time. Just lightly rub it. Gently press dry to avoid breaking the skin."

Wen Muchen nodded to show that he knew it, and he had to continue to learn about parenting later.

When going back, Wen Muchen took out the braces, Doctor Dai helped him to support Yang Yang, the little guy started kicking his calves indiscriminately, when Wen Muchen carried him in front of him, he stuck to Wen Muchen's face and sprayed his father with saliva, Wen Muchen Kissing him in disgust, the young master babbled cheerfully.

Dr. Dai saw Wen Muchen's skillful fixing of the braces, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how much Wen Muchen has improved: "You go back early, it's windy when you go back late, don't let the child get blown by the wind."

After wrapping up Yangyang, Wen Muchen said, "I know, then let's go first."

It is already January, and the weather is getting colder. He didn't want to bring Yang Yang out, but for the sake of his health, he still brought him out. A young man was holding a baby in his arms, and he attracted many people when he walked through the hospital corridor. People looked sideways, this father is really young.

There are not many people at this time, and the child is afraid of the cold, so he directly takes a taxi home.

When he got home, Yang Yang had already fallen asleep.

Wrapped in a small blanket and put Yang Yang on his crib, Aunt Xue came out of the kitchen and said, "Why did you make him fall asleep?"

Wen Muchen brushed Yang Yang's face with his fingers and said, "I'll wake him up in half an hour, and I'll take him tonight. Aunt Xue, you have a good rest tonight."

These few days Wen Muchen has been catching up with the progress of the game development. He has been working overtime for several days until [-]:[-] pm, and it is almost [-]:[-] pm when he gets home. Sleep well, this is not Wen Muchen let Aunt Xue have a good rest tonight, I really want to beat up this troublemaker.

Now Wen Muchen is already very good at taking care of Yang Yang. On weekend nights, Master Yang Yang must have appeared on his bed. Even if he takes him like this, he doesn't feel tired. Anyway, Yang Yang looks very good as long as he is by his side. He would hum and chirp when he was hungry at night, but he would be obedient at other times. Sometimes when Wen Muchen worked overtime at home, he would lie on the small bed and kick his calves without crying, as long as he paid attention to him occasionally.

Everyone said that Master Yangyang is not squeamish at all, and is easy to take care of. Wen Muchen said that his Young Master Yangyang also has a side that people like and deserves to be encouraged.

It's winter now, and there's a strong wind blowing outside, so I can only take Yang Yang to watch TV at home, the little guy barely blinks his eyes at the commercials on TV, which can attract his attention.

On weekends, if there is nothing to do, Wen Muchen will let Aunt Xue go home, but usually, when Aunt Xue's husband and children are not at home, she will come over and cook for them. Now that her children are on winter vacation, they have to start preparing New Year's goods , Aunt Xue went back on Sunday morning.

The father and son stayed at home and got along very well. In the morning, Wen Muchen played with him in the room, shaking the wave drum, and in the afternoon, he went to the hall to watch TV, but Wen Muchen stared at the notebook next to him most of the time. After watching the TV commercials, he began to take a nap, and Wen Muchen would also accompany him to sleep for a while.

Obviously, Young Master Yang Yang is more blessed, and sleeps longer. A father wakes up after sleeping for half an hour, kisses Young Master Yang Yang's tender face and then continues to work. He always smells like milk, but Wen Muchen was used to hearing it and didn't feel anything.

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As the Chinese New Year approached, their studio also began to organize small dinner parties. Wen Muchen naturally wanted to attend. The company chose a high-end restaurant nearby and asked for a private room. Starlings and Chen Yueming sat next to him.

The starling sniffed the smell on Wen Muchen's body: "Why do I always feel that you have a milky smell on your body? Could it be that there is something wrong with my nose?"

Wen Muchen didn't smell himself like mynah, he calmly stated a fact: "It may have been stained when I was breastfeeding my son."

There were about [-] people who came to the dinner party in their studio. Among so many people, myna was already relatively old, and he was just married, so he was almost stunned by Wen Muchen.

The starling couldn't control his voice and said, "You said you already have a son? Am I derailed from this world?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Wen Muchen when they heard him roar like this, and there was naturally a look of surprise in his eyes: "No, you've kept it a secret. By the way, you're still very young this year, right? Earlier than their big brothers."

When it comes to old characters, everyone doesn't think so, Wen Muchen just smiled and said: "It's okay."

As we all know, Wen Muchen is a senior student who has not yet graduated, and now he is the father of the child. This news is not so shocking. It will only make these technical nerds lament why they do not have such good luck, and why there are no women to follow. They have children.

The topic gradually drifted away, Wen Muchen just had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth the whole time, halfway through eating, Chen Yueming bumped him with his elbow: "Tsk, why didn't I hear you say that you have a son before, how old is it?"

Wen Muchen took a sip of juice and said, "It's been four months."

Chen Yueming cast a glance at him: "Get pregnant before marriage, it ruins the social atmosphere."

Wen Muchen didn't want to pay attention to his crazy words, and took out a photo with a bad quality from his broken phone and put it in front of Chen Yueming: "Let me take a look, don't be too envious."

Chen Yueming looked down, and there was a little baby with helpless big eyes on the phone, with a smile on his face, who looked quite similar to Wen Muchen. Before he finished watching, Wen Muchen put the phone back in his pocket. The thing is to take a look.

"Stingy." Chen Yueming glared at Wen Muchen, who didn't even lift his eyelids, since he didn't take his words seriously anyway.

The dinner party in the studio was very lively. Although the temperature at night was very low, everyone's enthusiasm remained undiminished. They were still waiting for them in the second half. Wen Muchen didn't go. He was going home. Just now Aunt Xue sent another text message telling him that Yangyang is not good. Ken sleeps, detests this misbehaving young master.

As the boss, Chen Yueming naturally did not participate. If he was there, the group of people would not be too open to play. Chen Yueming said to Wen Muchen who was going to the subway station: "You take my car, and I will take you back. Now It is estimated that there will be more people going to the subway station at this time.”

Wen Muchen didn't refuse either: "I didn't expect Boss Chen to understand people's livelihood so well."

Chen Yueming just went to pick up the car, but didn't respond to his teasing: "Where do you live?"

Wen Muchen reported an address, Chen Yueming understood, the heater was turned on, and the car gradually warmed up, Chen Yueming said while driving: "This Friday is the annual meeting of the group company, if you are free, come with me, go Those are upper class people, remember to put on your suit."

It's not that Wen Muchen has never been in contact with high-class people before, but talking to those people is very tiring, and he is not too cold about such occasions. Since Chen Yueming strongly urges him to go, it's not impossible , Then find a corner and make soy sauce.

"Well, no problem, I'll go make soy sauce." Wen Muchen said.

Chen Yueming scolded him: "No prospect."

Wen Muchen didn't care about anything: "If you have a future, go by yourself."

Chen Yueming said: "Can we still be good friends?"

Wen Muchen said: "That depends on how to be good friends."

To put it bluntly, they are bad friends, friends who have forgotten their years.

The two were listening to music and chatting in the car, and soon arrived at the gate of the community where Wen Muchen lived. He asked Chen Yueming to go up for a cup of tea, but Chen Yueming said that it was cold and rushed home to hug his wife for warmth, so he didn't go up, saying that it would be another day .

Everyone in their studio knew that Chen Yueming looked good on the surface, but in fact, his wife had uterine cancer and was unable to have children.

Wen Muchen also knew that he was afraid of seeing that little guy Yang Yang and was in a bad mood.

Before getting out of the car, Wen Muchen said to him: "Boss Chen, my son is short of a godfather. Would you like to apply for the job and submit a resume or something?"

Chen Yueming almost threw him with the pillow next to him, but finally drove away with a smile.

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The summary meeting of Hengmei Group at the end of this year was held in City G, which is the city where Wen Muchen lives now. In fact, this meeting has lasted for three days. Basically, the direction that should be set next year and the performance that should be created are basically set. It's just that there is no document formed, and the meeting consumes almost all the energy of the people.

The annual meeting of Hengmei Group is for these high-level executives who have been oppressed for three days to relax, make friends and chat. Of course, some social celebrities will also be invited to attend, such as the celebrity spokesperson for a certain popular product of the company, or Industry celebrities, business celebrities, etc.All in all, this kind of annual meeting is actually like a kind of exchange meeting, but it is much more relaxed than formal exchange meetings and dinners.

Chen Yueming and Wen Muchen showed up at the venue not too early or too late. What surprised Wen Muchen was that this man who worked overtime in the company every day actually knew many high-level executives.

After everyone around him left for a while and had time to drink a glass of juice, Wen Muchen looked at Chen Yueming with puzzled eyes: "Mr. Chen, that's not bad."

Chen Yueming said: "I don't even think about how many years I've been in the company. It's longer than your kid's 12 years of compulsory education. I really don't care."

Wen Muchen shrugged, and then said: "I'll stand outside the balcony, the air here is a bit stuffy."

Chen Yueming waved his hand: "Go away."

Wen Muchen, who was carrying the juice, went to the balcony where the light was not very bright, and sat in a corner in a daze. He didn't like crowded places.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the temperature is higher than yesterday, but it still looks a bit cold with the moonlight. However, he wore a sweater and warm clothes under the shirt under the suit. Helps clear the mind.

Perhaps it looked like there was no one on the balcony from the inside. With a click, the door of the balcony was pulled open, and a man and a woman came out from inside.

They didn't seem to notice Wen Muchen who was in a daze in the corner, so they stood on the balcony and started talking.

Originally, Wen Muchen wanted to leave, but handsome men and beautiful women are also seductive, and missed the best time to leave when he was looking at them, and he also heard the following conversation.

The beauty finally got to the point, and said softly, "Mr. Li, my uncle's company also has a long-term cooperation with your company, and I, if you are willing, I think we will get along."

Tsk, confession on the spot.

Wen Muchen rested his chin to listen to the answer from the man with an unclear face. He didn't think that man would agree to the beauty's confession.

as predicted.

The man replied with a shallow smile without warmth: "Thank you, Miss Zhong, thank you very much for your love, I am very touched, but I have no plans to find someone to bind to for life, and for the time being, I still focus on my career."

Tsk tsk tsk, what a high-sounding reason, focusing on career.

No matter how handsome and rich the man opposite is, beautiful women still want face. The tall beautiful woman restrained her emotions as much as possible, then left proudly with her head up and chest out.

At this time, Wen Muchen couldn't help but think of a very classic four-character Internet neologism: "Ten Moved But Refuse."

Very touched, and then rejected her.

With a puff, Wen Muchen laughed out loud, he felt a little rude.

The handsome man with the figure of a model looked over. He was leaning against the railing, swaying his wine glass, squinting his eyes at Wen Muchen: "The show is really good, sir."

Wen Muchen followed his words: "It's very beautiful, but unfortunately it is a tragedy."

The man fixed his eyes and said, "Really? But I think it's a comedy, at least it entertains you."

Wen Muchen smiled and praised: "You are an excellent actor."

Feeling the wind blowing, Wen Muchen picked up his own juice and stood up, not wanting to disturb the man who had just confessed his love, and was about to go into the house, but the man stepped forward to block his way with long legs.