In the next few days, Xiaoxiang lived a very fulfilling life - the workload was just right, neither too leisurely, nor too much to affect her accompanying son. Xiaoxiang is no longer a fledgling stupid village girl, thinking that her life is good enough, and everything will fall into place. She knows that everything is going smoothly now, and Zhuang Peng must have put a lot of effort behind her back. But now in this world, there is still a backer who is easy to do. Anyway, she's used to going through the back door with her relationship, so she won't blush for a long time.

On this day, Xiaoxiang accompanied Zhuang Peng to attend a charity dinner, she has always been untouched by this kind of entertainment, especially now she often shoots some print advertisements, and she is even more handy about clothes for various occasions. Xiaoxiang dressed himself up beautifully and dignified, glanced at Zhuang Peng, who was wearing a tie, snatched the tie in his hand, and replaced it with a brighter color to help him fight.

"What's wrong with this one I chose?" Zhuang Peng raised his eyebrows.

"The colors are smooth, and it doesn't make much difference whether you use it or not." Xiaoxiang bit his finger and looked at Zhuang Peng, "I seem to have an occupational disease......

Zhuang Peng teased her while wearing a coat: "I don't think I'm sick lightly." ”

"But I decided to give up on the treatment and plan to carry it forward." Xiaoxiang said thoughtfully, "How did you learn that kind of stylist or stylist?" I want to learn too. ”

"Do you really want to learn?" Zhuang Peng looked at Xiaoxiang, anyway, he didn't like the current job of a graphic model. God knows how many underwear, stockings and other advertisements he doesn't like every day.

"Hmm." Xiaoxiang nodded, "But...... Is it too late to learn? ”

Winston Churchill became Prime Minister of the United Kingdom at the age of 66, Ronald Reagan became President of the United States at the age of 70, and Russell was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature at the age of 79. You're only in your twenties, it's too late to do anything? Zhuang Peng flicked Xiaoxiang's head.

"Can you name one alive for my reference?" Xiaoxiang happily made a decision afterwards, "I'll still ask Xin Xin and ask her to help me get an idea." ”

"If she says no, you won't learn?" Zhuang Peng rolled his eyes, could it be that his judgment was not as good as Jing Xin?

"Of course." Xiaoxiang nodded seriously, "Xin Xin won't hurt me......"

"Like I'm going to hurt you." Zhuang Peng snorted.

"You won't hurt me, but you will calculate me." Xiaoxiang shook his finger at Zhuang Peng, "Don't admit it, how did you bring me to the bureau step by step, I know it!" ”

"I'm someone who likes you and doesn't like you, and I'll bother to calculate?" Zhuang Peng had an expression that you don't want to be cheap and obedient.

"Calculation is calculation, I have written it down in a small book for you, and I plan to take it out at any time to go through the old accounts." Xiaoxiang looked up at the time, "Young Master Zhuang, if you don't leave, you'll be late......"

"It's a little late, it's not clocking in." Zhuang Peng led Xiaoxiang downstairs.

The nanny was taking Xiao Heng to play in the yard, the little guy was stirring the water in the porcelain jar, Xiaoxiang estimated that the koi fish inside were all stunned by him: "Take Xiao Heng back to play, there are many mosquitoes outside at night." ”

"Yes, miss." The nanny hurriedly answered.

"Ma Ma ......" Xiao Heng ran over, "Xiao Heng don't want Ma Ma to go to work ......"

"You play with Auntie obediently, and Mom will be back in a while." Xiaoxiang kissed Xiao Heng's cheek, "Isn't it too much to wear, it's a little hot." ”

"I'll take the little master to change his clothes." The nanny went upstairs with Xiao Heng in her arms.

Xiaoxiang accompanied Zhuang Peng to the venue, and they were not too late. After all, heavyweights always have to make their debuts. Since it is a charity dinner, there is a charity auction. Zhuang Peng took an enamel table clock for more than one million and came back, Xiaoxiang looked at it at a glance, and this table clock was still pleasing to the eye.

"Take this back and put it in the study." Xiaoxiang pointed to the brocade box containing the table clock.

"Why can't you put it in the living room?" Zhuang Peng casually handed the box to Wang Lin.

"If you're not afraid that your son will fall beyond recognition in minutes, you can put it wherever you want." Xiaoxiang shrugged.

"He's destroyed things that are ten times more expensive than this......" Zhuang Peng smiled indifferently.

"You have no brain...... Xiaoxiang really wants to pry open Zhuang Peng's head to see what kind of structure this brain circuit is - because it has broken more expensive things, so cheaper ones can be destroyed casually?

"Ah Peng......" A tactful female voice sounded, which was the kind of tone that was crispy and soft.

Don't say it's a man, even Xiaoxiang feels itchy when he hears it. Xiaoxiang turned his head, and what caught his eye was a nine-headed beauty, wearing a golden modified cheongsam dress, with a particularly high slit and a pair of beautiful legs looming under the skirt. Xiaoxiang knew as early as the beginning of knowing Zhuang Peng that this man had often been in the flowers, and the leaves did not touch his body. It's a wandering wreck, but no one lasts. Zhuang Peng's lack of attention is one thing, and the most important thing is that Jiang Ying cleans up the portal. Jiang Ying's reputation is a well-known sea patrol dominatrix in the frost forest, and the girl who has been cleaned up by her hands, except for her Lin Xiaoxiang, doesn't know whether she is dead or alive in the end.

She couldn't care what Zhuang Peng was like before, but now she should be content when she comes home from work honestly. But when a woman likes a man, she especially pays his heart. Even ex-girlfriends and old lovers are very eyesore, and it's okay if you don't see them, so you can deceive yourself and pretend not to know. If you really do, you will inevitably gossip about making comparisons - is she beautiful or am I beautiful? Is she in good shape or am I in good shape? Does he like her or me?

"I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." The woman walked over with a smile and a glass of champagne in her hand. How to say it, even if Xiaoxiang doesn't want to admit it, but this woman's figure is really good, the places that should be convex are convex, the places that should be warped are warped, and she is tall, and she is really blind if she is not a model.

"When did you return home?" Zhuang Peng didn't have too much expression on his face, and his tone was between a stranger and a friend, lukewarm.

"I just came back yesterday and plan to rest in the country for a while." Qiao Qi blinked her eyes with contact lenses, and her bright eyes were very sultry, "The restaurant we used to go to is still there, and we have time to try new dishes together." ”

Xiaoxiang felt that what Jing Xin said was particularly right, the woman who fell in love was either drowned or stupid, and having an IQ of zero was definitely a compliment, because it was actually negative. Xiaoxiang worked hard to put away the vinegar dish that had been knocked over in her heart, she still knew what Zhuang Peng's personality was, and if she wanted to play with the revival of the old love, she would not have been made an 'old lover'.

Xiaoxiang took a dinner plate, deliberately went to a farther place and chose a fast vanilla cake, and sandwiched a few slices of yellow peaches and pineapples. The sound of their speech was not loud, and the venue was originally full of various voices, Xiaoxiang couldn't hear what they were saying, anyway, judging from their expressions, the two of them had a good conversation.

Xiaoxiang had just eaten a piece of yellow peach, and the mobile phone in the bag rang, and she saw that it was from home, so she hurriedly picked it up: "Hey? ”

"Miss, the little master has a fever, I took my temperature, thirty-eight degrees two." The nanny's tone was a little anxious.

"You give him antipyretic ice first, and I'll go back right away." Xiaoxiang put the plate aside and walked to Zhuang Peng in a few steps.

There was still a tacit understanding between Zhuang Peng and Xiaoxiang, and when he saw that Xiaoxiang's face was wrong, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Xiao Heng has a fever." Xiaoxiang glanced at Qiao Qi, and the anger that had just been suppressed rushed up again, "I want to go back, can you go?" ”

"It's like I'm not my own father." Zhuang Peng was also speechless, even if Xiaoxiang asked him to go with him now, he would not stay, not to mention that his son was still sick, "Did you call Dr. Zheng?" ”

"I haven't ...... yet" Xiaoxiang found that his brain was really not good, and when he encountered something, he could only be anxious.

"Let him come over first." Zhuang Peng made a phone call and took Xiaoxiang out of the venue.

Qiao Qi looked at the back of Zhuang Peng's departure in amazement, she had indeed been Zhuang Peng's woman before, and it was precisely because of her understanding that she knew what was at stake. Qiao Qi didn't feel that Zhuang Peng was perfunctory to her just now, but she always thought that she still had a chance to be with Zhuang Peng. From Zhuang Peng to the venue with Xiaoxiang, Qiao Qi was paying attention to them. Lin Xiaoxiang Qiaoqi knew that she snatched an advertisement from herself last week. When Qiao Qi was talking to Zhuang Peng just now, she picked up the ground and walked away. Qiao Qi originally thought that she was cowardly and easy to handle, but she didn't expect that Xiaoxiang's opening was enough to break all her thoughts: Lin Xiaoxiang actually gave birth to Zhuang Peng. You must know that if you want to stay by Zhuang Peng's side, you have to abide by the rules set by Zhuang Peng. The first rule is that you can't have children. Qiao Qi didn't know how much Zhuang Peng liked Xiaoxiang, just from the point of allowing her to give birth to a child, Lin Xiaoxiang was definitely a special existence for Zhuang Peng.

Xiaoxiang and they rushed home, and the doctor happened to arrive. checked Xiao Heng's body, saying that he was suffering from some heat, so he first took children's antipyretics, and then went to fry the soup to clear the heat and relieve the heat. After tossing for a long time, it was finally not in vain, and the body temperature finally came down.

Xiaoxiang was still not at ease, and took Xiao Heng back to their bedroom to take care of it personally. It's already a little past one o'clock when the family of three goes to bed. As soon as Xiaoxiang fell asleep in a daze, he heard the buzzing of his mobile phone. For Xiaoxiang, her two most important people are by her side, so she turns off her phone every night, and this phone is definitely Zhuang Peng's.

Zhuang Peng slept heavily today, but there was no movement, Xiaoxiang was afraid of waking up his son, so he had to turn on the wall lamp to get the phone. As soon as Xiaoxiang turned on the light, Zhuang Peng woke up, he subconsciously touched his son's head, and felt that he didn't have a fever before asking, "What's wrong?" ”

"Your phone is ringing." Xiaoxiang muttered quietly.

"I'll pick it up." Zhuang Peng turned over and got out of bed, walked to the coffee table and picked up his mobile phone, "Hey...... Well...... Got it......"

Zhuang Peng pinched the bridge of his nose and dialed out again, the call lasted only a few seconds, and Xiaoxiang only heard him say three words: "Let's act......"