Queen, forced marriage

After dinner and coaxing Jinmo to sleep, Fang Yiai finally had time to call her husband.

"Husband, it's very strange that Momo is the latest. She has been arguing not to go to kindergarten before, but now she seems to be looking forward to it."

"She has the heart of a child. She feels that there are many children in the kindergarten who play with her and have common interests. It's nothing, don't worry."

Writer Lin has been out following the director to choose actors these days, and her new work has been changed into a script.Originally, she declined the invitation to cast an actor. After all, Fang Yiai was busy with work, and she basically took care of the children. However, due to the director's kindness, she had no choice but to agree, because the performance of an actor can be said to determine a play. The success or failure of her Lin Zikui's original work cannot be destroyed.

But fortunately, Jinmo is not particularly difficult to take to kindergarten. Fang Yiai picks him up and goes to and from get off work, and he can watch cartoons with the little one at night.But for the sake of safety, Her Majesty returned to Fang's residence. The old people wished that such a good thing would come every day. It was just such a single seedling, and they liked it very much.

"Maybe, let's not talk about this. When will you come back? It's been more than half a month. Why does it take so long to choose actors every time?"

She started to act like a baby again, and I could hear Fang Yiai's displeasure, but there was no way around it. Once Lin Zikui's book was adapted into a TV series, it would definitely set off an upsurge in the selection of actors in China, and it would basically spread all over the country. Well-known film and television academies go to select new actors. If these college students can be selected by Writer Lin, it will be equivalent to a successful career.

"It'll be fine soon, and I'll be back next week. Be good, don't be too tired from work."

"Well, I know, what are you worried about when I eat and drink at home? If it's you, you must not have eaten well. If you have a bad stomach, you can't be hungry. You must go to bed early at night."

"Okay, okay, my aunt, you say it three times a day, I know it all." Lin Zikui shook his head helplessly on the other end of the phone. Boss Fang made three calls a day, nagging non-stop in the morning, noon, and evening. , lamented that this mother is really different from before, but Writer Lin is so sweet in his heart.

"I know you still can't remember! What should you tell me in the end."

"Love you, and then I will keep a distance from young girls."

"Well, yes, I will give you full marks for your performance tonight, and I love you too."

"it is good……"

Fang Yiai especially likes the way of being far away from Lin Zikui and can only use the phone to convey her thoughts. This kind of thoughtful and lost feeling is the most annoying, uncomfortable and sweet.It should be a condiment to enhance feelings.

Hang up the phone and go upstairs to Jinmo's room, wanting to see if the little guy has kicked the quilt or something, but he heard the sound of his daughter playing from the next room.

"Momo, it's so late, you're quarreling with grandpa and grandma again!" a

Walking into her parents' room, she looked at Fang's parents and Fang's mother who were playing with Jinmo.

"Mom and Dad, don't get too used to her. If you don't sleep at night, you just know how to play."

"Okay, okay, Jinmo is so happy, let her play for a while, your father and I are enjoying family happiness."

"That's right, that guy Lin Zikui has been occupying my granddaughter, and he hasn't settled with her yet!"

Fang's mother, Fang's father, was afraid that Fang Yi'ai would talk about her precious granddaughter, so he hurried to protect her. Actually, it was not surprising at all, the old man is a veteran who spoils children.

Her Majesty the Queen had no choice but to submit obediently in front of her parents, and then sat on the edge of the bed, and the little guy crawled over, threw herself into her mother's arms, put her arms around Fang Yiai's neck, and put one finger on herself, beeping hard. On the pursed lips: "Shhh... Mommy shhhhhhh..."

Several adults couldn't understand such a move, Fang Yiai sat on her lap with her arms around Jinmo's little butt, and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean, baby?"

"Mom, don't tell Da Da!"

.

"Hehehehe... You still know that you are going to spank your ass? Little scoundrel..." He leaned his head down and kissed the little guy's face, and the quirky spirit went with that bastard Lin Zikui.

The well-behaved and cute little granddaughter also amused Fang's mother and Fang's father next to her.The two old men kept laughing happily.

Unexpectedly, the little guy turned around and threw himself into Father Fang's arms, yelling all the time: "Grandpa wants to protect Momo, I'm so afraid of grandpa, so I don't dare to spank Momo's ass."

"Hehehehe..."

The old people continued to laugh, but Fang Yi'ai seemed to froze, Lin Zikui, how obvious are you usually?Even your daughter can see it!

……

"Mom, wake up," Lin Jinmo jumped out of her bed when the genius dimly lit up, and ran into Fang Yiai's room in a pink underwear and a white T-shirt.

"What's the matter, Momo?"

The beauty who was still in the dreamland was abruptly woken up by her own daughter. She stubbornly opened her sleepy eyes, leaned up slightly on her elbows, and nervously asked Lin Jinmo who was standing by the bed.

"Mom, it's dawn, it's time to go to kindergarten, get up quickly."

Turning his head to look at the hazy sky, he grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside, "It's not until 6 o'clock, baby, and you don't go to school until 8 o'clock."

She was right, Jin Mo really behaved wrongly, Lin Zikui also said that Jin Mo was like this because he had fun with his peers, then this must be too happy!

Worried about her daughter catching a cold, Fang Yiai got up and hugged the little guy in her arms to lie down.

The heads of one big and one small are next to each other, whispering: "Momo, tell mom why you like kindergarten so much?"

"Because there are Yuyu in the kindergarten?"

"Yuyu?" The name was so strange that Fang Yiai never thought it was a personal name, thinking that her daughter liked your little fish in the kindergarten or something.

"That's right," the little guy seemed very excited about these two words, sat up and began to dance around in his mother's arms.

"Yuyu looks really good-looking. She doesn't care about other children who want to play with her. She only cares about me. Hehehehe, her mother is also very good-looking, just as good-looking as you, mother."

"...you... oh... you mean Yuyu is a cute little girl like you, right?" Suddenly realized, it turned out that she was talking about a child with a really strange name.

"Yeah, yum, I'm going to marry Yuyu when I grow up, and marry Yuyu as my wife!" The more I talked, the more excited I was, and I stood on the bed jumping and jumping happily, waving my little hands and feet in the air.

"...Marry her..." Looking at the baby who is completely out of control, Fang Yiai is now fully awake. She is only three years old and is arguing to get married. She feels the need to talk to Lin Zikui This matter!

……

Tossing and tossing, time is almost up, waiting for her daughter to brush her teeth, wash her face and eat breakfast, before the car stopped at the school gate, I saw my daughter waving to the little girl in a black nanny car: "Yuyu , Yuyu, Yuyu, I'm here."

After speaking, Fang Yiai couldn't wait to open the car door for her, and climbed out of the car.

"Baby don't run, be careful, don't fall."

Hurrying to get out of the car with Jin Mo, Fang Yiai was afraid that her beloved baby would fall, so she followed behind and warned.

In the nanny's car in the distance, the girl named "Yuyu" was carried out of the car by her mother.

Mu Baiwei watched the little girl in the distance running towards her daughter excitedly, and hurriedly put her down.

As soon as Lin Jinmo saw Yuyu, he ran over and gave him a big hug. The two beautiful and fat little girls and the little people clumsily hugged each other. It was a loving and warm scene.

"I'm sorry."

Fang Yiai, who followed, nodded apologetically to Mu Baiwei in front of her.

"It's nothing, your daughter is very cute."

Both of them are light and graceful, with orchid fragrance on their bodies and reserved speech.It's rare to meet a woman who can compare with myself, and the pride factor in the two of them is at work, and they both start to secretly look at each other.

Mu Baiwei is the goddess of the nation, and everyone from an 80-year-old man to a three-year-old child does not know her.Fang Yiai is a well-known beauty president in China. Although she is not as well-known as Mu Baiwei, she is a leader in the business world, a wealthy and powerful diamond aristocrat.

Although the two have never had direct contact, they have heard a lot about it.I've seen it in magazines and newspapers.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Mu."

"Miss Fang is too polite."

……

After sending her daughter to school, Fang Yiai just entered the company and called Lin Zikui as soon as she entered the office: "Lin Zikui, did you agree to call me?"

Her Majesty's angry voice came, and it could be heard that there was a trace of forbearance. Writer Lin felt that if she didn't give an explanation, Fang Yi'ai would not give up today.

"Ouch, I was too busy to forget!"

"What did you say?!"

Her majesty was full of threats, just when she was about to open her mouth to teach someone a lesson, she was interrupted by a sudden thought and a knock on the door, she suppressed the tone in her heart, and warned sharply: "My secretary is looking for me, wait a moment, don't hang up the phone! "

Put the phone on the table, immediately hide the anger in the tone, and put on a formulaic tone: "Come in."

In response, the door was handsomely pushed open. Writer Lin, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hands, stepped into the door with slender steps and stood still: "My wife, the flowers I gave you have arrived."

There was excitement and touch in his eyes, and it only took a moment to go from angry to happy. Fang Yiai couldn't hold back his smiling face, and sat on the boss's chair and laughed.

But the mouth is still unforgiving: "It's still like this after so many years, tacky!"