Bai Yueguang wants to help me raise a baby

early morning.

When Jiang Yue heard the sound of the alarm clock, she lifted it up and touched it. When she closed her eyes and extinguished the ringing, she thought of something, moved her head on the pillow, and slowly moved from the inner pillow to the outside of the bed with her eyes closed. While looking for another temperature, my heart can't help but wonder:

Is the bed in your room this big?Why are the two sleeping so spacious?

When her head hit the edge of the bed, Jiang Yue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the messy air-conditioning quilt and two crooked pillows on the entire bed, but there was no one else. She couldn't help being startled, and then sat up holding the quilt with some regret.

Right……

After all, it was already morning now, if she appeared with her and let the two children see her, she would definitely find it strange.

She found a reasonable enough excuse for the other party's departure, suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and sat for a long time before getting up and going to the wardrobe to change clothes.

The cabinet door was opened, and the long mirror embedded inside reflected her exquisite figure. Jiang Yue didn't notice the mirror at first, but was still thinking about what to wear to the company today. When she caught a glimpse of a handful of dark marks under her collarbone, those nonsense scenes last night were like bubbles emerging from the bottom of the water, scrambling to escape, popping, popping, popping in her mind...

The trembling caused by the other party's cold fingertips, the traces of hot red lips, and the deep-sea-like eyes... After Jiang Yue recalled, her face was as red as a ripe prawn, and she hugged the golden-rimmed white The whole person in plaid's formal suit squatted in front of the closet, with his toes curled up in rows, wishing he could grow wings to hide his embarrassment.

……

"Morning, Mom!" Jiang Qi sat at the dining table, holding a small porcelain spoon in her hand, and greeted her crisply with her little head. On both sides of her head were cute shofar braids, with colorful strings tied at the end. Her tender and round face is just a cute little angel.

When Jiang Yue saw her little daughter, her heart softened, and her voice softened a lot: "Qiqi is early, but brother is also early." When she walked to the dining table, she was wearing a silver leopard bracelet from Cartier. Turn it around with your fingertips, the emerald leopard eyes reflect light.

Jiang Feiran brought a bowl of porridge with mustard greens and mushrooms in front of her, his emerald green eyes were like the first sun shining on the surface of a lake in the morning, with a warm gleam, and his tone was as gentle and polite as ever: "Morning, Mom."

The porridge was still hot. It was Jiang Yue who made an appointment with a nearby hotel last night, and sent someone to deliver it early in the morning. The chopped radish and mushroom diced were mixed with ripe white rice and chopped vegetables. Live colors are served in a bowl, and the fragrance overflows with the rising water vapor. It is paired with simple sour water radish, which makes people appetite.

Jiang Yue mixed the porridge, looked at the way Qiqi drank the porridge seriously, and asked curiously, "Qiqi's braids are so beautiful, who made them?" ?”

Jiang Feiran, who was on the opposite side of the table, paused for a moment while holding the side dish.

Jiang Qi's eyes were bright, and she didn't know that she was going to cheat her brother at all, so she happily replied: "My brother made the braids! My brother is so amazing, I will be able to read it online! Mom, do you want to try it too?" ah?"

Jiang Yue looked at the eldest son in shock, wondering how eight years later he raised his son so... virtuous.

It's all about being smart, and it's a surprise to light up your cooking skills, and you can actually help your mother manage the company, and help your sister with pigtails——

While Jiang Yue sighed, she couldn't help but began to reflect deeply on how irresponsible she was to her family in the past.

Embarrassment flashed across Jiang Feiran's eyes. He originally wanted to explain, but when he saw the guilt in Jiang Yue's eyes, he knew that she was thinking about it, so he had no choice but to say: "This is not difficult."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Yue subconsciously touched the style of her hair, which was completely dyed by perm, with a look of eagerness to try.

Jiang Feiran: "..."

He calmly reminded: "Mom, you are going to be late for work."

Jiang Yue could only give up resentfully, and lowered her head to drink the porridge, but her whole body was a little listless, she only glanced at the elder son with the end of her eyes, and when she finished the bowl of porridge, she rested her chin alone and looked in the direction of the younger daughter He sighed, "I'm so envious of Kiki."

Jiang Feiran's movement of wiping his mouth with a tissue slowed down.

Jiang Qi didn't know that her mother was acting, so she couldn't help pulling her brother's sleeves, and shouted flatteringly, "Brother, my mother is so pitiful..."

Jiang Yue made persistent efforts: "Today is the first day to go to the company after amnesia, I'm so nervous."

Jiang Feiran put down the tissue and compromised: "Mom, this hairstyle doesn't suit you."

Jiang Yue sighed, and replied regretfully: "I know." In fact, she found it very interesting to see her son in trouble, and she didn't really plan to torment him again, but... Jiang Yue looked at the siblings I can't help but think of my sister, most of the two of them get along with bickering, not as harmonious as these two children.

She was just about to say that she was joking just now, when Jiang Feiran said: "Why don't I take a few days off and accompany you to the company to get acquainted."

Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he waved: "It's not necessary, you are still a student, and school will start soon, and your studies are important..."

Jiang Feiran replied calmly: "I have already completed the advanced courses by myself. Going to school is just a formality. It doesn't matter whether I go or not—" After a pause, he looked at Jiang Yue seriously and said: "Besides, mom's current memory is not Did it stop when you were in your teens? It’s not much different from me.”

Jiang Yue: "..."

Probably because her son's performance in the past few days has really surpassed all the newborns she remembered, so that she was a little shamefully moved by the other party's persuasion.

Seeing that she didn't object immediately, Jiang Feiran made a decision for her: "Then it's decided. If mom thinks I'm not capable enough, you can let me go back to school in the afternoon."

Jiang Qi half understood what she heard, her eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, but when she heard this, she also knew that her brother was going to help her mother, so she clenched her fist and whispered to Jiang Feiran: " Come on brother!"

Jiang Yue looked at the two children dumbfounded.

After a while, it was her turn to compromise helplessly: "Okay."

……

at the same time.

The top floor of Starlight Entertainment.

Lu Hanzhi supported his head alone, leaning on the soft sofa in the reception area to doze off, his crow-feather-like eyelashes were gathered, and the shadows that fell were traces of elegance.

Someone next to her opened the blinds, allowing the sun to fall on her face, and the snow-white skin was covered with gold, which immediately reflected her whiteness as if it were transparent, and even the tiny soft hairs were clearly visible.

Lu Hanzhi frowned, propped his head up and immediately blocked his eyes, when he heard someone approaching, he said in a thin voice: "Oh, I'm sorry, Senior Lu, I didn't see you here, are you here to find me?" Boss Weng? He just finished his breakfast now, and he probably won't come here for a while, it seems that you have to wait a little longer."

Lu Hanzhi was suddenly excited by the light, and couldn't open his eyes for a while, but he roughly guessed the identity of the person coming from the voice.

Sun Wuxue, an artist who joined the company a few days later, joined the crew of "Strategy of Clear Wear" like her, but played a supporting role. Unfortunately, the whole show has become popular now, but it seems that she can't be moved. The audience is only in In the few episodes she appeared, she scolded her a few times, and then forgot about her.

Lu Hanzhi lightly opened his eyelids, glanced at the person in front of him, and quickly closed them again.

Obviously it was because of the pain that she had to slow down a bit, but she made this movement, as if she didn't even bother to look at her again.

Sun Wuxue was short of breath, and just about to have an attack, when she thought of how Lu Hanzhi had waited in Mr. Weng's office all night without waiting for anyone to come, she secretly felt complacent in her heart——

So what if it's red?

Don't you want to serve the old man just like yourself?Maybe even the position in Mr. Weng's heart is not as good as his own!

So she crossed her hips triumphantly, smiled proudly and pitifully at Lu Hanzhi, and continued to persuade: "Senior Lu, why don't you wait, no matter how soft this sofa is, it's not as comfortable as the bed at home..."

The voice just fell.

The office door was pushed open.

Weng Yiran came in, and was about to ask Lu Hanzhi about the latest draft from the PR department, when he saw that Sun Wuxue was there, he couldn't help but frowned, and asked, "Who told you to come in? Get out."

Sun Wuxue softly called out: "Mr. Weng."

Her face was red and white, and she swept the corners of her eyes at Lu Hanzhi, thinking that the other party would move with her, but she didn't expect Lu Hanzhi to press her eye sockets calmly, as if she didn't hear the words.

Weng Yiran's face was stern, and few people could hold back his arrogance. Sun Wuxue walked out quickly in less than a second. When she opened the door, she heard Weng Yiran using a song she had never heard before. With a gentle voice that he managed to squeeze out, he asked Lu Hanzhi: "Zhizhi, why have you stayed in my office for so long? Could it be that the house is not good to live in—"

Lu Hanzhi replied coldly: "You think too much, I just like this sofa."

Sun Wuxue, who was about to leave the house, turned her head in astonishment, she couldn't believe that this person was so condescending and indifferent to Boss Weng.

She was in a hurry, opened the door and walked out heavily. After walking for a long time, she turned back to look at the office, and couldn't help cursing in her heart: Everyone is a cooing chicken in a cage, why are you pretending to be noble?

Inside the office.

Weng Yiran forced a smile, and said to Lu Hanzhi: "This is your mother's favorite style back then. I'm reluctant to change it if I don't use the old one. If you like it—"

With a smile on her face, Lu Hanzhi interrupted unceremoniously: "Stop, I don't like it, and I just found out what nasty things you did with others on this sofa, and now I regret that I didn't bother to go back last night .”

Weng Yiran blew his beard and stared, explaining to himself: "At my age, I'm not so anxious. This is the office..."

Lu Hanzhi didn't intend to listen to his romantic affairs, stood up and was about to go out, interrupted: "Okay, I just came over to tell you, and declared that I asked the public relations side to change it, it's nothing else, you don't have to talk to me I explain."

When Weng Yiran heard her mentioning this matter, he couldn't help changing the subject: "I was going to ask you this, what do you mean by changing the word 'homosexual'?"

Lu Hanzhi raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to hear from me? Respect all sexual orientations? Or am I just gay?"

"Nonsense!" Weng Yiran lowered his face.

Lu Hanzhi sneered, a bit of obvious surprise appeared on his face, and then sarcastically said:

"When you were in charge of me, you were very righteous. Why, Boss Weng has been childless for many years. Do you really want to experience the majesty of being a father?"

Weng Yiran was so annoyed by her words, he slapped the table and said loudly, "What are you talking about?"

He said, "I was your father!"

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