Nowadays, children seem to be very sensitive to their second child. What they are most afraid of is that they are afraid that their family will not love them as much as they used to, and they will love their younger brother or sister separately.
Yan Shaochen did not expect that his son would repeatedly emphasize that he and Lian Xin should not have another child. It seems that the conversation of adults made him hear it in his ears and keep it in mind.
"Son, if you can say that there are three advantages and three disadvantages of having a younger brother or sister, then we'll wait for you to agree to a new birth." Yan Shaochen knows this kind of thing cannot be urgent, he thinks the book that should read most now should be nursery classics.
Lian Xin followed them, listening to the conversation between father and son, "how old is he, can he understand these?"
"My son is precocious. Don't you see that?" Yan Shaochen wants to cultivate his son according to his older children. Now he should at least follow the standard of six or seven years old.
"I'm not a kid anymore." Wen Qing patted his chest and said that he always does things as he likes. He looks at outsiders and talks after thinking about it.
"Have you got the answer?" Yan Shaochen asked his son to sit on the sofa, and then took out the picture book he had painted yesterday. He is an elite businessman, and should not be baffled by a painting.
"It's too big to finish in a month." Even Xin looked headache, the two corners of the first painting painted color, was painted in the hospital yesterday.
"Take your time and you'll always finish." Yan Shaochen took a look at his son's exquisite hand-painted book. It must be more beautiful than his son's. later, when his son didn't pay attention, he had to learn how to match colors.
"Daddy, Mommy, I think of it." Wen Qing is very happy and counts with her fingers.
"Say..." Yan Shaochen looks up at him, see his cerebellum bag melon can come up with what kind of reason.
"First of all, I'll talk about the disadvantages of giving birth to younger brothers and sisters. First, if he sticks to people like a girl, it's too annoying." Wen Qing hands ring chest, express dissatisfaction.
"But you don't like playing with Yaya." Lian Xin interrupts his words, "the reason does not hold water."
"The second one, he gave birth to a baby. If I don't think the same as him, it's hard for you to choose who you want to listen to." Wen Qing means that mom and dad will not focus on him as they do now.
"If there's a disagreement, we'll listen to Mommy. Mommy's never wrong, right?" Yan Shaochen said to see a side of Lian Xin, he this is to give her enough dominance.
"I agree." Even Xin made an OK gesture, "so the second point does not hold."
Wen Qing seems to be a little unhappy, and quickly said: "the third one, even who Mommy tells stories to at night, is a problem. There is only one Mommy."
"Don't you like sleeping with your brother and sister?" Lian Xin thinks it's good to have a playmate when a child sleeps in a room.
"No, dad said before, one room for one." Wen Qing remembered what was good for him very clearly.
"Then Dad will tell baby and Mommy will tell you." Yan Shaochen perfectly solved the third problem.
So the three disadvantages of Wen Qing are not established, sitting on the sofa gasping.
"There are still three advantages that have not been mentioned." Even Xin came forward to touch his small head, really can be angry.
"The advantage is that he can play with me, bully me when I'm not happy, and beat others with me when I fight." Wen Qing said three benefits at a time, which are the benefits of Yan Shaochen and Wen Qing.
"Cough, it can be seen that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. You should let us have a second child." Yan Shaochen looked at the reduced version of himself, but he was more obedient than he was when he was a child.
"Give birth if you dare." Wen Qing was cruel, but she agreed anyway.
"Baby, even if you have a little brother or a little sister, mom and dad will still love you. They will love you more than they do now." Lian Xin hopes that his son won't worry, because with another child, adults will lack love for him.
Wen Qing took a look at Lian Xin and sighed like an adult, as if helpless.
"Boss, madam, the wedding dress shop is coming." A bodyguard came over from the door.
"Mr. and Mrs. Yan, this is a sample of wedding photos. You can see what style you like." The woman gives Lian Xin and Yan Shaochen a person, the rest put on the tea table.
"You should choose the wedding dress first." Lian Xin said while opening the sample, really beautiful, she likes the aesthetic style inside.
"This is a wedding dress style, all of which are the latest models of this season, and there is only one wedding dress. If you like, we will send it back from France." Women open the wedding dress style, which dozens of wedding dress, each has its own characteristics.
"Only one?" Lian Xin asked. The woman nodded. It seemed that she was more unique than some big brands.
"Which one do you think is pretty?" Lian Xin raised the book to him.
"This is not good, the neckline is too low, that is not good, too much back exposure..." In a word, Yan Shaochen looks at the appearance inside, completely dissatisfied.Lianxin looking at Yan Shaochen many picky, summed up as a sentence is: not too exposed.
"Yan Shaochen, I won't do it again." Lian Xin really can't stand him. She doesn't show up in front of people all over the world.
"Sorry, we'll contact another wedding dress shop." Yan Shaochen suddenly closed the book and handed it to the woman.
The woman is shocked by Yan Shaochen's sudden words, what does this mean? Don't wear her wedding dress and don't have to take photos? "Mr. Yan, please think about it again. If there is anything we can do to make you dissatisfied, we can change it..."
Lian Xin saw that he really didn't want to reply. He got up and said, "I just like their wedding dress and the photos taken by their photographer."
"You can wear it like this for a photo, not on the wedding day." Yan Shaochen is possessive, reluctant to wear even Xin into the dew to others.
"Hum." Lian Xin saw that he agreed, then sat down and continued to pick the wedding dress, "manager, can you help me introduce the design concept of this wedding dress?"
"OK..." The woman rushes to tell Lian Xin that Yan is really strange. He is cold to others, but he dotes on his wife. A word changes his mind.
"Mommy, wearing too little will catch cold." Wen Qing pointed to the bare back wedding dress and said to Lian Xin.
"You won't catch cold in summer. Go and paint your own paintings." Lian Xin holds his son to one side and doesn't let him disturb him.
Wen Qing curled her lips and said to Yan Shaochen, "Dad, I've tried my best."
"Dad knows, my son is so good." Yan Shaochen also remembers that at the dinner party when Lian Xin just came back from the United States, she wore a bra evening dress, which set off her plump figure with concave and convex. At that night, I don't know how many men miss her. If the wedding dress is like that, it will be coveted by other men. He can't bear to
"Madam, that's what we've decided. Five sets of wedding dresses will be used for wedding photos. On the wedding day, we will wear three sets of wedding dresses and two sets of cheongsam. President Yan's suits are these The styles of wedding photos are of these three types. " The woman will show her serial number to Lian Xin.
"Yes, that's it." After two hours of selection, Lian Xin finally ordered the clothes, sat on the waist are sour, a look outside the day is dark, "unexpectedly so late, you eat dinner and then go back."
"It's very kind of you. I have a lot of things on hand, so I won't disturb you." The woman said as she packed up. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
Yan Shaochen came down from the second floor, heard their conversation, and asked, "have I chosen mine?" He didn't take it seriously just now.
"Yes, I chose it for you, or would you like to see it again?" Lian Xin just saw that he was not there, so he helped him make the decision.
"No, you are definitely the best." Yan Shaochen believes in Lian Xin's vision.
Looking at the woman to leave, Lian Xin just turned to Yan Shaochen, "in case I give you the ugliest one, what should I do?"
"No matter how ugly the clothes are, they are absolutely handsome on me." Yan Shaochen's own condition is good, what kind of suit to wear is good-looking, and just now he probably glanced, the design level is still good.
"Where's my son?" Lian Xin found that Wen Qing did not know when he was no longer sitting on the sofa.
"Upstairs, call your dad." Yan Shaochen just went to deal with the affairs of the company. When he came out of the study, he heard a voice in the bedroom. It turned out that his son was secretly chatting with the boss.
Lian Xin was a little surprised, "what are you talking about?"
"Said that you chose the very dew wedding dress, said that my father is very good to him." When Yan Shaochen thought of his son praising him, his whole body was about to float.
"Narcissism, by the way, I just helped my son choose a few sets of clothes. When we take wedding photos, let him do it together, parent-child photos." It's rare for her to get married, but she doesn't want to let her son take photos outside.
"No problem, of course." Yan Shaochen is adapting to the role of father and is doing better and better.
"The best man and bridesmaid have not yet been decided." Lian Xin suddenly thought, she seems to really have few friends for.
"The best man is Ouyang Xun." Yan Shaochen thought for a moment, this is the only unmarried man in his circle of friends.
"OK, who can I ask to be my Bridesmaid?" Lian Xin couldn't think of a suitable person, "by the way, how is Mengxi now?"
"University in Beijing, you want to find her?" Yan Shaochen and this younger sister are really not close.
"Forget it. I don't think she likes me either." Even Xin think of all kinds of misunderstanding before, or don't cause more trouble.
"It's time for a holiday. I should call her." Yan Shaochen let Lian Xin have a psychological preparation, he will not specially invite, but the elders of the family will call her to come.