Just as Shen Lin spoke, she was lying on the bed, holding down the corner of some mask with her hand, and a pair of soft legs were crossed, kicking back and forth in the air.

"Do you miss me?"

"Yes! I really want to! Very, very, very want! ”

After listening to Yan Jingzhe's question, Shen Lin shook his head and answered, and made a long sound. This remark is very interesting, but the reaction to Yan Jingzhe is very resolute.

But after Shen Lin spoke, Yan Jingzhe was silent for a long time.

It was so quiet that Shen Lin even began to wonder if Yan Jingzhe had fallen asleep because he was too tired.

Just after a year of suspicion, Yan Jingzhe suddenly said:

"Do you want to be Mrs. Yan now?"

The gentle voice asked with determination, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard on both ends of the phone.

The longer the silence, the more Yan Jingzhe's eyebrows wrinkled.

Before Yan Jingzhe's brows furrowed, Shen Lin's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

It's still her characteristic feeling of clarity, but there's a little sweetness and tenderness in it: "Yes, of course. ”

The frowning brow gradually relaxed, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth began to increase upward.

The originally cold voice at the beginning became extremely warm at the moment: "Rest early." ”

Before Shen Lin could say anything, Yan Jingzhe told him to go to bed early, and then hung up the phone.

Shen Lin, who was wearing a mask, looked blankly at the call in the busy tone, shook her head strangely, turned around and lay on the bed, and threw her phone aside.

She doesn't know if what she's doing right or wrong now, or what she's going to face in the future.

However, as Yang Xiao said, if you can't cherish the present, how can you have the future?

At this time, Shen Lin's hand slowly rested on his stomach. Even though she hadn't eaten anything, she still felt that her stomach was warm.

No one can be sure what will happen tomorrow, so they can only try to cherish today.

On the other side, Yan Jingzhe, who took the initiative to hang up the phone, looked at Shen Lin's phone number on the phone screen with warm eyes, looking at Shen Lin's phone number and the length of their conversation in a daze, until a knock on the door interrupted his fugue.

One key to return to the home screen, and then Yan Jingzhe put the phone in his pocket.

Yan Jingzhe walked forward slowly, opened the door, and didn't see anyone, when he lowered his gaze, he saw Yan Wenxuan wearing cute little pajamas, standing at the door, staring at Yan Jingzhe with clear eyes.

"Dad, are you back?"

When Yan Jingzhe heard this, he squatted down, picked up Yan Wenxuan, turned around and closed the door, and sat on the bed with him.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"I can't sleep."

"What happened?"

Yan Jingzhe looked at the child's sleepy and strong appearance, and asked instinctively with concern.

"Dad, what is Grandma coming home for this time? Why is the atmosphere of coming back this time so different from the last time? Not only that, but you have to avoid me every time you speak, why? ”

A series of questions, one after another, were thrown at Yan Jingzhe.

Looking at Yan Wenxuan, who was extremely sensitive, Yan Jingzhe couldn't help but feel distressed.

Although Yan Wenxuan usually doesn't say anything, and he always tries his best to act like an ordinary child.

But as Yan Wenxuan's father, Yan Jingzhe knew that Yan Wenxuan was much more sensitive than ordinary children.

Not only because of his superb IQ, but also because of the sensitive family relationship and lack of maternal love in the Yan family. Although Yan Jingzhe has been trying his best to pay, Yan Jingzhe also knows that he cannot make up for the lack of maternal and family ties. Hold Yan Wenxuan tightly and kiss the child's face hard. Yan Jingzhe gently soothed.

"It's okay, it's no big deal, it'll be resolved soon."

"Really?"

The little guy looked at Yan Jingzhe, a little disbelieving and expectant.

Yan Jingzhe naturally did not miss the shining anticipation in his son's eyes, and gently stroked the child's head twice with his big hand.

"Okay, when this matter is over, we'll let Aunt Shen be Xuanxuan's mother, okay?"

The little one's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Daddy is not allowed to lie to me!"

"Of course, I won't lie to you. If you don't believe it, you're going to hook up with you, okay. ”

The father and son hooked their little fingers and said the childish words "Hang yourself for a hundred years", but they laughed more than anyone else.

Two people, one big and one small, played like this, rolling on the soft big bed and laughing unbridledly.

If the people they were with during the day saw this scene now, they would definitely open their mouths wide in surprise.

At night, in the play between father and son, it became quieter and quieter, until they were tired of playing, Yan Jingzhe put Yan Wenxuan on his bed, covered him with a quilt, and simply washed himself before going to bed.

Looking at the sweet Yan Wenxuan, Yan Jingzhe was half-propped, and he gently imprinted a kiss on his forehead.

Then, he whispered goodnight.

The next day

Yan Jingzhe's biological alarm clock woke up on time, pulled up the dazed Yan Wenxuan from the bed, changed the little guy's clothes and washed, and then the father and son came down from upstairs hand in hand.

Fang Lanqing was already sitting in the dining room, dressed appropriately, reading fresh newspapers, and eating a Western-style breakfast.

Seeing her father and son coming down at the same time, she frowned slightly, then lowered her head and continued to read her newspaper.

"Let's have breakfast."

Yan Jingzhe first put Yan Wenxuan on the chair on Fang Lanqing's right, and then sat on Fang Lanqing's left by himself.

Father and son picked up their utensils at the same time and ate their own food.

Fang Lanqing glanced at the left and right respectively, then turned to Yan Jingzhe and whispered, "After a while, the stars are finished, let the driver take him to school." ”

Yan Wenxuan always goes back and forth to school through Lao Wu, so Yan Jingzhe has no objection to this.

But hearing this, Yan Jingzhe instinctively looked up at Yan Jingzhe, and then at Fang Lanqing's serious and slightly paranoid expression. Obviously, Fang Lanqing's focus is not on who sends the little guy to school.

Yan Jingzhe turned his head to look at Yan Wenxuan, he had been looking at him.

Obviously, a curious inquiry flashed in the little one's eyes.

Yan Jingzhe didn't speak, but glanced at the little guy comfortingly with his eyes. The little one reluctantly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and ate obediently.

Yan Wenxuan also looked back at Yan Jingzhe several times before he left.

Of course, the little guy is not worried about Yan Jingzhe. Yan Wenxuan has never questioned his father's ability, but what scares him is the endless unknown.

The sudden drop in the temperature of the home and the unknown of what is going to happen brings endless fear to the little one.

Fang Lanqing naturally wouldn't miss Yan Wenxuan's anxious eyes, but she chose to ignore it automatically.

Now, in her eyes, there is something more important.

Before coming back, Fang Lanqing only thought about urging Yan Jingzhe to get married.

After coming back and seeing Shen Lin of the variables, Fang Lanqing's concept directly changed from urging to controlling.

When Yan Wenxuan left, Fang Lanqing said, "Let's finish work early today and go home to play." You're going to talk to Uncle Gu with Yueyue today. ”

"I'll try my best to see."

As he spoke, Yan Jingzhe put down his knife and fork, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

"I know you've grown up and taken over the Yan family for so many years. You have your own ideas, but I must remind you that the Yan family is not your own. ”

Fang Lanqing looked at Yan Jingzhe, her eyes were always bright but full of a strong desire to control.

Without Yan Wenxuan's presence, Yan Jingzhe's cold eyes would face Fang Lanqing unscrupulously.

"Of course I do. Those shareholders and their relatives back home have been eyeing the company's dividends. After speaking, Yan Jingzhe put the napkin on the table and stood up again: "I am working hard for more than just one person's interests. “

After speaking, Yan Jingzhe turned around and left, leaving Fang Lanqing to sit alone at the top of the dining table, stunned for a long time.

Fang Lanqing, who was defeated by Yan Jingzhe, has always remembered it, although she has been thinking about it all day.

Yan Jingzhe came out of her belly. What is the personality of your own son? Fang Lanqing was very clear.

Typical eats soft rather than hard, but once you get angry with her, you can do anything malicious.

These big families are too complicated, because he has been trained to have these concepts since he was a child, so Yan Jingzhe is particularly disgusted with them.

If it weren't for the sudden death of Yan's father and her poor health, the burden of the Yan family would not have fallen on Yan Jingzhe. It is estimated that Yan Jingzhe will never touch these things until he dies.

But what else can be done? Born into this family, everything you do must be considered for this family.

Fang Lanqing, why don't you feel sorry for your son? When you are born, the trajectory of life is predestined.

However, there are some things that are useful if not distressed. This was realized when Fang Lanqing was kidnapped for ransom by kidnappers for the first time in high school.

What kind of family you are born in, you should be ready to take on everything.

In order to appear more friendly, Fang Lanqing chose his own manor instead of holding a meeting between the two at a big hotel.

The appointment time was 6 p.m., but it was already 5:30, and there was no sign that Yan Jingzhe was going to return.

The housekeeper stood next to Fang Lanqing and began to worry.

"Madam, the young master is still busy with work, has he really forgotten to see the Gu family?"

The housekeeper hurriedly stomped his feet, and while talking, he looked at Fang Lanqing, who was sitting on the sofa, not panicking, and calmly making tea.

"If he can't prioritize now, then he is not worthy of being the president of Yan Group."

Fang Lanqing put down the teapot in his hand.

When the clock turned to 5:45, Fang Lanqing looked up at the clock not far from his eyes.

Car horns sounded at the door. Fang Lanqing's lips curled up after hearing the familiar whistle. Sure enough, her son never failed her.

A minute later, Yan Jingzhe walked in from outside in a crisp suit.

"Coming back?"

"Hmm." Yan Jingzhe nodded to the housekeeper who saluted him, and then turned to Fang Lanqing: "I'll go upstairs to change clothes first." Then, under Fang Lanqing's satisfied gaze, he went upstairs.

After Yan Jingzhe went upstairs, Fang Lanqing turned his head to look at the old housekeeper and said very proudly.

No matter what, he still has responsibilities as a member of the family

The old housekeeper listened to Fang Lanqing's words and nodded with a smile.

Yan Jingzhe changed his clothes and went downstairs to sit diagonally opposite Fang Lanqing.