But she didn't expect that Jian Yi would leave everything, leave a letter, and run away from home.

He said that no matter where he is in the world, he must find Lanxin back, she is his wife, and he can't live without her.

Wen Tianliu's body shook a little, and he almost didn't stand firm.

She finally got her revenge, but lost her son.

……

Two years later.

"Mommy, I want this remote-controlled plane."

Lan Xin was sitting in the studio, picking up a pen, but saw her four-year-old son Dada running forward, holding an iPad in his hand, and pointing it to her.

It was a large new aircraft that was worth a lot of money.

Lan Xin rubbed his head and said dotingly: "Okay, I'll help Rui'er buy it later." ”

"Mommy, you're the best." Qu Rui stood on tiptoe, kissed Lan Xin on the face, and said in a happy tone: "Mommy, I love you the most." ”

Then, Qu Rui didn't want to affect Mommy's painting, so he retreated to the sofa and sat down.

Qu Ming just walked in and picked up the paper balls scattered on the ground, and he didn't need to look at it to know that it was Lanxin's scrapped work.

Qu Rui raised his little face and smiled: "Daddy, Mommy agreed to buy it for me." ”

"Your mommy just spoils you too much, spoils you all." Qu Ming threw the paper ball into the garbage basket and approached Lan Xin lazily, not quite agreeing with Lan Xin's unconditional satisfaction of all his son's needs.

Lan Xin smiled at him: "As long as it doesn't violate the conscience of being a human being, these things are nothing." ”

Moreover, Lanxin always feels that he owes his child a lot, so he wants to give him everything in the world.

Qu Ming always couldn't help her, and said to Qu Rui: "Go play, Dad has something to talk to your mommy." ”

"No, you talk about yours, I won't affect you here." The little guy sat on the couch and played a game with his iPad.

Qu Ming wanted to throw him out, but he was terrible to be punished by Lan Xin, so he had to give up.

"Davis invited us to an exhibition of memories, and I'll take you to see it."

Lan Xin was overjoyed, and his eyes were shining.

Memories is a painter who suddenly became popular a year ago, and became popular all over the circle with a pair of 'longing for love' works.

Lan Xin likes to paint, but for her, it is all used to pass the time, but it does not affect her pursuit of art in the slightest.

So as soon as she recalled, she became a painter she admired.

It's just that memories have always been mysterious, he never shows up, no one knows what he looks like, and no one even knows his nationality.

"Really?"

Qu Ming snatched the paintbrush in her hand and put it away, and said: "Look at how much paper you waste, you can't paint good works behind closed doors at home, such a rare opportunity, I don't think you want to miss it, I'll accompany you." ”

The little baby looked like Lao Chen, and echoed: "Well, what Dad said is that Mommy shouldn't stay at home every day, she should go out to see the world, and I also want to accompany Mommy to see the art exhibition." ”

"You know what? You go and play with Uncle Wu. Qu Ming's face was a little heavy.

"Of course I understand, I understand everything Mommy likes, I want to be with Mommy, so I don't want to go to Uncle Wu's big man." The little one tilted his head back and looked proud.

So, the three of them went out in parent-child clothes.

Qu Ming's face was very gloomy, he originally thought about the world of two people, but now he has a third party.

Qu Ming parked the car in the parking lot of the art museum, and the gentleman opened the back door and put his palm on the roof of the car.

Qu Rui jumped out of the car, the little guy had a smile on his face, and he rarely had the opportunity to go out as a family of three.