After Song Anyang gave birth to Pei Zhiyuan, he began to like to be lively, if a person is always bored at home, it is easy to get out of mental illness.

Even Song Anyang himself felt it.

She was bored at home for a month, and when she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, she felt a little idle.

After getting up, I originally wanted to see how Pei Zhiyuan was sleeping.

As a result, I couldn't help but want to pinch his face and hold the baby's lotus-like arm.

Then she casually saw that the child's eyelashes were particularly long, and when her head twitched, she went to play with the little bastard's eyelashes.

As a result, the child woke up while playing, and the little bastard was extremely dissatisfied and cried.

As soon as the little bastard cried and made a fuss, the people up and down the villa were busy into a pot of porridge, you coaxed, he fed it.

Unfortunately, it didn't work very well.

In the end, Pei Yue held the child and patted it with great reluctance, and then coaxed the little bastard.

Song Anyang still remembers the way everyone looked at her at that time, with a hint of disbelief in their resentment.

Take a look at Mrs. Pei, who is usually serious, but she didn't sleep in the middle of the night and played with her son.

Recalling this, Song Anyang felt a little embarrassed, looked at the little bastard sleeping quietly in the crib, and firmly told himself in his heart that he would never play Pei Zhiyuan again in the future.

"There are twenty-nine households in the palace, and those who have lived for a long time are only three artists in the entertainment industry and two in the real estate industry."

Song Anyang mentioned the matter of the imperial palace, and the man told her a little memory.

Although the palace is a high-end apartment, there are many rooms, but there are very few people who can live in it.

It's not that you can't afford to buy a house there, but the development has set strict requirements for those who live in it.

And the boss of that place is no one else, it is the big boss Pei who is standing in front of Song Anyang at this time.

Song Anyang heard that the man said that there were only twenty-nine households in the land, and he was so surprised that he almost fell out of his eyes, so he sighed and asked: "Dozens of floors high, there are twenty-nine households, the developer must be a black-hearted businessman, and he doesn't know how many people sleep in the basement in the capital now; Extravagance, depravity......"

The more women talk about this, the more they feel that they are justified.

That building, how to say that it can live in hundreds of units, but there are only 29 households living in it, and only 6 households live in it for a long time, plus it is located in a quiet location in the middle of the second ring road.

From this, it can be judged that the house price must be close to astronomical price.

The more he thought about it, the more attentive Song Anyang became about this matter; After scolding the developer and the evil capitalist in her heart, she finally noticed that the man's face was gloomy.

The woman was stunned, not understanding why the man's face suddenly darkened.

"I'm the developer there."

The woman froze, and the man told her that he was the developer of the Imperial Palace.

Song Anyang heard the man say where he was the developer, his eyes flashed with disbelief, staring at the man's cold face, swallowing, and then he recalled such an incident.

Pei Yue is engaged in real estate, that is to say, he is enclosing land everywhere; And he is a real estate tycoon who has encircled a lot of land, so it is basically reasonable that the imperial mansion was developed by him.

Thinking of this, Song Anyang's face became embarrassed, staring at the man's cold and gloomy face, and hurriedly reached out to hold the man's arm.

"You won't be so stingy, I'll just say it casually, you'll have a black face!"

After all, the woman held the man's arm in a trance, and always felt that the man should not be angry about this.

was held by Song Anyang's arm in a trance, and the man's originally cold and sharp face was slightly restrained and slowly softened.

"I'm not angry, but I think you have some point."

It is true that there are many who sleep in basements, are homeless, and live on the streets.

But compared to these people, there are many people who live a life of luxury and waste.

Pei Yue never asks or thinks about this matter, because in his mind, he will only calculate the return he gets if a plan is executed.

But now it is different, he has a wife and children; Therefore, he had to make a small contribution to his wife and son.

It was rare to be praised by Pei Yue, Song Anyang's face immediately turned red, and he stopped holding the man's hand, and was about to speak back.

But suddenly I felt a tightness in my waist.

"My wife said it so reasonably, I'm going to reward you today."

When the words fell, the man lowered his head and was about to kiss the woman's lips, but the warm breath between his noses had already spread to the woman's face; When he saw that he was about to touch the woman's red and delicate lips, he was suddenly interrupted by a cry that seemed to break through the sky.

Pei Zhiyuan cried.

Hearing the little bastard crying, Song Anyang was slightly stunned, trance, and hurriedly pushed the man in front of him away.

Turn around and run to pick up the baby.

After holding the child, Song Anyang first inspected the child's pants, and he didn't pee or pull it, that is, he was hungry.

Knowing that the child was hungry, Song Anyang directly took the child downstairs to find Ah Feng.

"The baby is crying, you put the sheets down, and I'll be back in a while."

While running out, Song Anyang reminded the man, snap... The door closed and disappeared from the man's sight.

Pei Yue stared at the woman's disappearing figure, and her eyes became even more gloomy.

Pei Zhiyuan is a man who robs his woman.

Song Anyang went downstairs to find Ah Feng.

When I saw Ah Feng, Ah Feng was breastfeeding her child, and when she lowered her head, she looked delicate and charming.

Usually Ah Feng dresses in dark colors, and his hair is tied in a ponytail at the back of his head, although he is two years younger than Song Anyang, he feels like an aunt in her early forties.

But this Ah Feng was wearing a white pajamas, his black and bright hair was scattered, and under the soft light, there seemed to be a sense of beauty and amazement.

This is the first time that Song Anyang has discovered that Ah Feng is actually a young woman of a beautiful Ana, full of maternal brilliance in the same place, which makes people confused and deep.

Song Anyang opened the door directly and entered the house, startled Ah Feng, raised his eyes to look at the comer, his face dodged and glanced at the cosmetics on the small dresser not far away, and then hurriedly put the child down, and was about to get up from the edge of the bed.

Song Anyang waved his hand to stop him: "You can sit, Zhiyuan is hungry, you can help me feed him, you don't have to worry about him, and you don't have to go to my house to guard these two days." ”

Song Anyang calculated that if the little bastard was full at about twelve o'clock in the evening, he would be able to sleep until half past six in the morning.

Because of this, Song Anyang decided that Ah Feng would not have to go to her house to sleep in the future.

After a few days, the little bastard will quit breastfeeding, and she will go back to live in the palace, and when the time comes, Ah Feng will be considered a complete merit.

Song Anyang was thinking about the future, and Ah Feng reached out to take the child in Mrs. Pei's hand and skillfully fed the child.

Ah Feng always kept her head down, afraid that Mrs. Pei would find out that she was wearing light makeup.

He thought that the quarrel between Mr. and Mrs. was a golden opportunity.

Unfortunately, opportunities come and go.