When it was time to get off work, Zhou Xiaoyu saw that Ling Feng was still looking through the copywriting on the table, so he walked out of the door boredly.

"Where to go, there is only one last copywriter left. Ling Feng asked when he saw that she had reached the door.

"Let's see if Lan Wei's feet are better, if not, we'll give her a ride. Zhou Xiaoyu turned around and said.

"It's okay to go and see, but don't be nosy!"

"you, am I like that?"

"If you want to carry Lan Wei, it will be equivalent to robbing Bai Zichuan's job, how can the two of them cultivate a relationship if they are not together?" Ling Feng reminded the silly Bai Tian's wife.

“...... I see!"You're smart!

Pushing open the door of the secretary's room, Lan Wei seemed to see a savior: "Xiaoyu, my feet can't drive the car, can you and Ling Feng give me a ride?"

Zhou Xiaoyu walked in with a smile, "Where are you going, don't you go home to see Huaining?"

...... "She wants to see it, but people have to let her see it!"

In other words, she only has two paths to go now, but she doesn't want to choose either of those two paths, what should she do, she is dead!

At this time, Bai Zichuan closed the documents on the table and stood up: "Don't worry about Xiaoyu, I'll send her later." ”

"Oh, in that case, I'm leaving, Jiayu has called me several times. Zhou Xiaoyu slipped out as if he had oil on the soles of his feet.

The smile in Bai Zichuan's eyes flashed, knowing that it must be Ling Feng who was pushing him hard behind his back, and he couldn't help admiring him in his heart.

He can always find a way to balance women, family and career, and this president is really worthy of his name!

Lan Wei was stunned, and turned her head to look at Bai Zichuan: "She...... How did you run so fast?"

"You heard it just now, Jiayu has called her many times, who doesn't kiss their own children? Don't you want to be Huaining?" Bai Zichuan deliberately mentioned his son to stimulate her.

"Of course, can you ...... Can you ......" Lan Wei wanted to see her son, but hesitated, not knowing if he would agree.

"Take you home to see your son?" Bai Zichuan bent down and brought his face in front of her.

Lan Wei looked at it carefully, she had never felt that he was so good-looking, and she couldn't help but nod and ask, "Is it okay?"

Bai Zichuan leaned forward again and teased, "I really want to see it?"

Looking at the suddenly enlarged face, Lan Wei's heart tightened, and she blushed: "Please...... Please!"

Bai Zichuan looked at her, like a big bad wolf looking at the little white rabbit - it was inevitable!

Suddenly, he thought the game was fun.

Seeing that he didn't react, Lan Wei kissed him on the cheek and asked awkwardly: "Is this okay?"

Bai Zichuan was stunned, touched her cheek just kissed stupidly, and said happily: "This is interest, and the principal will be calculated when I go back." ”

...... What do you mean? Is it really good for him to be shameless like this?

In Lan Wei's anxiety, Bai Zichuan carried her to the elevator.

"What are you going to do with me and let my colleagues see this?" Lan Wei said as she waited for the elevator.

"Don't move, your feet can't touch the ground, do you think I'm willing to hold a pig? My hands are sore, and I'm dying!" Bai Zichuan said with a smile as he looked at her in his arms.

Lan Wei beat him angrily: "You are a pig, I am 1.7 meters tall, 125 pounds like a pig, is there such a standard version of the pig?"

"Huh...... Indeed, the pig has to grow into you so affect sales. ”

"Are you looking for a fight? What do you mean to affect sales? Am I not good-looking?"

"You really think of yourself as a pig, hehehe......"

The two entered the elevator with a smile and a smile.

At this time, the door of the president's office, which had not been closed much, slammed open from the inside, and Ling Feng put his arms around his wife's shoulders with a smile on his face and asked, "How is it, I didn't lie to you, right?"

Zhou Xiaoyu turned her head and offered a kiss: "Husband, you are still smart!"

Ling Feng's smile deepened: "This is the best result, although they won't get back together immediately, but when they get to know each other again, the relationship will be even deeper, and then there will be nothing to separate the two of them." ”

"Well, so are we, there is nothing to separate us anymore!" Zhou Xiaoyu answered with an unusually bright smile.

"Let's go, pick up the kids. Ling Feng said.

"Oh, I'm just saying it casually!" the two happily walked into the elevator.

"Don't you think there is no popularity at home? We'll take Jiayu and Mo'er back, send them to school tomorrow morning, and then we'll go to work. "My son has been bothering the Mo family for a long time, and he hasn't seen his son since he came back, so it's fake to say that he doesn't want to.

"But...... I want to compensate you tonight......" Zhou Xiaoyu said more and more quietly. Yes, she knew that she had made some fuss lately, and she wanted to make up for him tonight and cook him a candlelight dinner, if she added two children, it would be enough for her to be busy.

"You mean...... Compensate me tonight, afraid that the children will disturb us?" Ling Feng thought crookedly with excitement......

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded shyly.

At this moment, Ling Feng's little heart thumped and felt like it was about to jump out of his body, and his little wife finally opened up, and she actually knew that she had taken the initiative, which was really an exciting thing!

The elevator went straight to the parking lot, and he took his wife's hand and walked to his car.

In the car, Ling Feng looked at her affectionately and said, "Tonight, I will arrange the children in the guest bedroom on the first floor." ”

"Yes. Zhou Xiaoyu nodded and then shook his head, "Ah?

Ling Feng smiled but said nothing.

At Mo Zichen's house, Ling Jiayu read quietly.

And Mo'er, peeking at him from time to time, reading books from time to time, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as half-hearted.

Wen Qing shook her head, looked at her husband and said, "Look at the child of the Ling family, if you look at your daughter, there is no comparison! Alas......"

Mo Zichen frowned when he heard this, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with my daughter? No matter how good the man of his Ling family is, he still has to stammer my daughter......?"

"Okay, your daughter's fart is fragrant, right? What a fool, you ......" Wen Qing originally wanted him to educate his daughter who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, but she didn't find her daughter's shortcomings at all, which made her speechless.

"Originally, my daughter will go sideways even if she doesn't achieve anything, what the hell are you doing with that idleness?" His Mo family is now thriving, making money every day, and in time it will definitely be rich and rival the country, plus a Ling family, his strength does not allow him to be low-key at all.

"Mo Zichen, I found out how confused you are now? Do you educate your children like this? If you want to do this again, after a while, Gu Beimo will leave, I can let him bring Mo'er with you!" I feel that I have less and less common language with him now, especially when it comes to educating children, he is simply unreasonable.

"Do you dare!Is Mo'er his child?It's funny that he has any reason to take away other people's children!" Mo Zichen didn't like to hear this the most, Wen Qing would get angry as soon as he mentioned Gu Beimo, no, he was fried again!

"Alright, alright...... Why did you go earlier? Why didn't your daughter stand up when she needed you the most? If you don't appreciate people who have helped you take care of your wife and children for many years, you don't even have to give people a good face, is this what an adult man should do? Mo Zichen, let me tell you, if you want to be so ungrateful again, my daughter and I will go to live a long life. "There's no way, he's always quite unreasonable, Wen Qing has to threaten occasionally, so he can be honest.

As soon as Mo Zichen heard her, she mentioned that she was really angry, "You ......"

"Ding Dong Ding Dong ......" At this time, the doorbell rang.

Mo Zichen, who originally got up and wanted to teach Wen Qing a lesson, walked to the door and opened the door, and when he saw someone coming, he said bluntly: "You two still know that you are coming, I thought you wanted to give Jiayu directly to me as a son-in-law." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu pushed him away and said as he walked: "I don't talk to you, I know at a glance that you have been dissatisfied with your desires recently." ”

Wen Qing sneered: "Xiaoyu Lingfeng, are you here to receive Jiayu?"

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded, and said, "I'm sorry, I've stayed a little long this time, and I've caused you trouble." ”

Mo Zichen closed the door and walked over: "It's nothing, just pay for the food later." ”

Ling Feng curled his lips and answered: "I won't pay for the food, how long my son lives in your house, and your daughter will go to my house for as long as possible?"

Mo Zichen was not happy when he heard it: "You want to be beautiful! you can take your son, but you can't kidnap my daughter, otherwise I will be in a hurry with you!"

Zhou Xiaoyu was too lazy to talk to them, and walked to her son's side.

"Mom, are you here to pick me up?" After staying for so many days, he thought that the Ling family had forgotten about him.

Before she could answer, Mo'er interjected: "Aunt Xiaoyu, can you take my brother back with me?"

"Absolutely. Zhou Xiaoyu held her son with one hand and Mo'er with the other, not to mention how happy she was.

Mo Zichen swept this picture, and his lips were a little cramped.

Mo'er looked at her mother happily and said, "Mom, I'm going to live at Aunt Xiaoyu's house for a few days, you are just like Aunt Xiaoyu, don't think about me!"

"Hehehe......" everyone was amused by her words.

Everyone sat on the sofa, Wen Qing pulled her daughter and asked, "Who told you that Aunt Xiaoyu doesn't want her brother?"

Unexpectedly, Mo'er actually pointed to Mo Zichen and said, "What he said, he said that Aunt Xiaoyu was patronizing and having a happy life with Uncle Ling Feng, how can you remember that you have a son?"

When Zhou Xiaoyu heard this, his face darkened, and he couldn't help but ask him: "Mo Zichen, how can you arrange us like this in front of the children? You do this very inauthentically, you know?"

"Uh...... I'll be honest...... It shouldn't be a choreography, right?" Mo Zichen said embarrassedly.

Wen Qing slapped him on the thigh in displeasure: "What are you telling the truth? If you talk nonsense like this, you will have no friends." ”