"This is not a big deal, and they can't rely on us forever." Yeming's tone is a little serious. An xiaonuan knows that he is serious, but as a mother, he still can't help loving his child.

"Must it be like this?" an xiaonuan asked Yeming Jue. In fact, he was also asking himself.

She was thinking, if Ziyu and Zirui didn't have such an experience, what would they be like when they grew up.

It is probably the excellence in mediocrity and the prominence among the public, but that's all. There will be no more.

And if they grow up like ordinary children, they will not be able to withstand their wealth in the future, will not be able to ensure their own safety, and will be easily replaced by others.

Such consequences are more terrible than being beaten.

"Don't worry, Mo Qianqiu is there. He will take good care of Gu Ziyu and Zi Rui." Lord Yeming said looking at his unhappy wife.

An xiaonuan nodded and said, "well, I see."

Then she took her hand out of Lord Yeming's hand and said with great fighting spirit: "my son is so powerful, I can't do it. Go away, I'll work hard!"

Lord Yeming: "..." so I came here specially to be scolded?

"Well, you work well, but don't force yourself. It doesn't matter to take your time." Lord Yeming explained before he left.

"I know, you go quickly!" an xiaonuan said with a smile.

Her eyes still have tears that have not been wiped. When she smiles, it looks like two crescent moons.

Lord Yeming stooped down, dropped a kiss on the corner of her eyes and whispered, "well, my princess."

After Yeming Jue left, an xiaonuan went to work again. This time, there was no previous complaint, and he only focused on the plan in his hand.

"Madam, the planning department has handed in a new plan." night nine came in from the outside with a document.

An xiaonuan stops his pen and reaches for the plan.

This show is the first show of the company. It is very important to accurately position the company, seize the market and create a brand story. Therefore, this plan has been changed no less than five times in just two days.

"This plan is not bad. I'll go home and show it to uncle." an xiaonuan can only see about it now. He can't accurately grasp many things, so he has to turn to Lord Yeming for help.

"OK."

same night.

An xiaonuan took two cups of hot milk from the kitchen, then went to Yeming's study and put the milk on Yeming's table.

Looking at Yeming Jue at work, an xiaonuan pursed his lips, turned and left again.

Lord Yeming looked at two glasses of milk and another look at Ann xiaonuan who left. He didn't understand what had happened to her.

Is it because he quarreled today, so he should be punished to drink two glasses of milk?

Thinking so, he drank up both glasses of milk.

After an xiaonuan dragged a big stool to Yeming Jue's study, he saw two empty cups.

"Where's my milk?" an xiaonuan asked Lord Yeming.

But Yeming Jue looked at the stool in an xiaonuan's hand and went over to help her lift it. The chair just dragged by an xiaonuan seemed to weigh more than ten kilograms in Yeming Jue's hand.

"Why don't you ask me to take it for you?" Lord Yeming looked at her and asked.

"You're busy." Lord Yeming couldn't refute.

"Then you can call Zhang ma."

"Mom Zhang is old. I'm afraid she'll flash to her waist." an xiaonuan respects the old and loves the young very much.

"I'll change a young nanny." Mom Zhang is really old and not suitable to be a nanny.

"No, I like Zhang Ma!" especially the cake made by Zhang ma. It's really delicious! Ann xiaonuan will never say that she especially likes Zhang Ma for this reason!

"All right," said Lord Yeming, putting his chair next to his own.

After sitting down in the chair, an xiaonuan found that he had forgotten something.

"No, where's my milk?"

Yes, where's the milk? Isn't it two? It's gone.

"Don't be angry when I've finished drinking." Lord Yeming thought an xiaonuan was still angry.

"Have you finished drinking? You told me not to be angry after drinking my milk?" an xiaonuan looked at two empty cups and had to call Zhang's mother again to ask her to reheat a glass of milk.

"I thought..." at this time, Lord Yeming also saw that an xiaonuan didn't want to punish him for drinking milk.

"What do you think? Am I such a stingy person? And what do you think? How can I punish people to drink my favorite milk? No, no, you think I'm such a small bellied woman. I'm angry!" an xiaonuan waited for Lord Yeming to say.

What is self inflicted? This is it.

Lord Yeming helplessly helped his forehead. Looking at his angry little wife, he felt very helpless.

My wife is too cute. I don't want to apologize when I'm angry. I just want to bully severely. What should I do?

An xiaonuan, who doesn't know what Yeming Jue is thinking, is still angry. Looking at himself reflected in Yeming Jue's eyes, he toots his mouth and stares, like a child robbed of candy.

Suddenly found himself really naive ah!

"Cough, let's discuss this plan!" an xiaonuan picked up a document from the table and pushed it between the two people.

Night Ming Jue looked at an xiaonuan's slightly red ear tip, raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, and said spoiled, "OK."

Then, the show plan that later occupied the headlines of Longcheng was born.

Half a month later, an xiaonuan's show plan has been implemented.

"Madam, the models are all backstage. Do you want to have a look?" night nine stood in front of an xiaonuan and said.

"No, I've seen it before the rehearsal. There's no problem. Ask them to prepare well and I'll see the booth layout." an xiaonuan said.

She was wearing a high set dress. For today, she didn't even have breakfast. Now her figure curve was fully displayed against the background of the dress. A small hundred flowers fell on the inclined one shoulder belt, which set off each other with her top hat. She also wore a pair of white lace gloves on her hand. The wedding ring was taken off and hung around her neck. She stepped on five cm high heels, elegant and noble.

Lord Yeming looked at an xiaonuan from a distance. He wanted to hold her tightly and didn't want anyone to see her.

"You're here! Are all the things handled?" an xiaonuan happened to see Yeming Jue standing not far away.

This morning, the two were supposed to go together, but the man said he had some things to deal with and let her go first. That's all for now.

"Well, it's been handled." Lord Yeming walked to an xiaonuan, naturally took the bag in her hand, then took her hand and walked slowly to the show hall.