Chapter 524

Xiao Nianbei is holding the lollipop in his hand. Before he speaks, he has been dragged in front of him. Fu Xiaomao has a leading posture in the heads of a group of little carrots. As soon as he leaves, the heads of other little carrots Hula to follow. Especially the little girls, immediately followed them.

Han Xiaoye stands up and follows. She knows that Fu Xiaomao suddenly changes her attitude towards Xiao Nianbei because she thinks Xiao Nianbei has no mother and is in the same boat with him before, so she suddenly puts forward something to play with. She is distressed at the same time, also deeply remorse at the beginning of willful.

Lin Yijia seems to find someone she knows. She is eager to share her gossip with Han Xiaoye over the years. She keeps saying, "Hey, Xiaoye, where do you work now? What about your husband? Why are you the only one with the kids? You know, you didn't take long off school, and so did the disgusting Rococo. I heard she was taken care of. After that, I went to the entertainment circle, but I haven't seen her play several TV dramas. Do you have any news about her? "

Rococo

Han Xiaoye suddenly thought of the corner he heard in H city and frowned, "I don't know."

you deserve it Mingming's family is so poor that he has to pretend to be a young lady. It turns him off. I know a lot of the second generation of rich people, and they don't like her. If you don't study well, you'll get up early in the morning and make your bedroom clank. You know who you're dressed up for. "

Another reason why Lin Yijia didn't like Rococo was that the grass that she liked at the beginning liked Rococo, and she told Rococo in public. Out of women's jealousy, Lin Yijia has always disliked Rococo and used to speak ill of Rococo behind her back with her group of friends. Every day, as soon as Rococo passed by them, they immediately stopped chatting, looked at each other, waited for them to leave, and immediately began to chatter behind them. Generally speaking, what's wrong with Rococo's clothes and how thick the makeup and perfume are. Play the little girl that gang, she also launched the class of girls collectively isolated Rococo.

Although Han Xiaoye doesn't like Rococo, he doesn't like Lin Yijia, who always talks about other people's families. She is very lazy to reason with Lin Yijia. Lin Yijia doesn't have the eyesight to see her very much, and she chatters in her ear that Han Xiaoye is going to be bored to death by her.

Finally, Fu Zhiyan stopped the car and kept up.

See Han Xiaoye side with a woman, thought it was her friend, nodded, asked her, "evening?"

"In front, there are other parents following."

"Well, I'll go and watch him, so that he won't make a fool of himself." Fu Zhiyan stepped forward and walked in front.

As soon as he left, Lin Yijia immediately took Han Xiaoye's arm and asked excitedly, "who was that handsome guy just now, your husband?"

"Yes."

"Wow!" Lin Yijia's eyes were bright and envious. "Xiaoye, you're so lucky, aren't you? The husband is so handsome and the son is so lovely. "

Han Xiaoye pulled the corner of the mouth, did not speak.

Telephone number Telephone number

“……”

Lin Yijia already felt out the mobile phone, Han Xiaoye is not good, too do not give her face, reluctantly reported on the number. Hold

"I..."

"You must be free, right? That's it. I'll call you then. " Lin Yijia put the mobile phone back to baoliha, no matter whether she was willing or not, she grabbed her arm enthusiastically, "let's hurry up, the children are very skinny, in case they lose it."

……

Han Xiaoye is playing with little guys for the first time. One little guy is big enough, not to mention a group of little guys.

Although every child's family brought an adult to take care of a group of energetic radishes, a group of tired adults were sweating.

After watching the penguin and dolphin show, it's already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Han Xiaoye invited a group of people, big and small, to have a meal in a nearby Chinese restaurant, and then they dispersed. Lin Yijia didn't know why she liked her so much. Before she left, she didn't forget to remind her about the reunion two weeks later and told her when to pick her up.

Han Xiaoye gracious, perfunctory promised a few words. Make up your mind to find an excuse not to go then.

When she returned to the western style building, she was all tired and paralyzed. After taking a bath in her room, she immediately spread herself on the bed.

Fu Xiaomao is also tired, lying on Fu Zhiyan's back and sleeping soundly.

sleep

What's worse, everyone was asleep, and he had to go through the contents of Monday morning meeting before Monday.

By the time he turned out the light, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

……

The next morning, Fu Zhiyan went to the company and Fu Xiaomao went to school.

Han Xiaoye wakes up naturally after sleeping, gets up lazily and goes downstairs to prepare for breakfast. As soon as she opened her chair and sat down, Aunt Liu hesitated to come to her and said, "Miss Ono."

She put a loaf in her mouth and "ooh".

"Well, my wife didn't eat in the morning. She didn't eat last night, and she kept herself in the room. I knocked on the door several times this morning, but she didn't answer. I'm a little worried..."

"Aunt Feng has been keeping herself in her room and not eating?" Han Xiaoye a anxious, and called the wrong name.

She spits out the bread in her mouth, followed by Aunt Liu, goes to Feng Yaqin's door and knocks on the door.

"Mommy?"

There was no reaction in "...".

Han Xiaoye knocked on the door again, "Mommy, are you still sleeping?"

There's still no response in "...".

Han Xiaoye increased strength, "Mommy, I'm Xiaoye, you should give me a voice, OK? I'm worried about you

“……”

sleep But miss Ono, you knock on the door. Madam can't ignore it. What should I do? Ma'am... "

Before she finished speaking, Han Xiaoye had given an order, "Aunt Liu, help me find a hammer."

She has just tried. Aunt Feng's door is locked. She must have a key to open it. But she didn't know where the key to the bedroom door had been. It was too late to find it. She decided to open the door violently.