Chapter 6

Until Mu Xiyan's figure completely disappeared, Yan Chen took back his sight, squatted down and held up every day with one hand, and spoke faintly.

"Is she a mother?"

"Well."

Looking at his son's eyes are still staring at the door, Yan Chen some accident.

"Why?"

He doesn't think his son has the habit of mothering strange women.

"Because she's the mother. She likes her mother every day."

Looking at the smile on her face every day and thinking about the appearance that Mu Xiyan has denied all along, Yan Chen can only sneer.

"But she doesn't seem to like you."

The little guy was immersed in the great joy of finally meeting his mother. Suddenly, a basin of cold water poured down, his face collapsed immediately, and his mouth was shriveled and shriveled. He looked very aggrieved.

As if thinking of something, he immediately turned back and pulled Yan Chen's collar in his small hand.

"Daddy, the children's mothers in TV are all chased back by their father. You can also learn from them to chase their mothers back, so that there will be mothers every day..."

Listening to his son's accusation, Yan Chen's mouth moved slightly and touched his hairy little head.

He wanted to tell him that at the beginning, but the woman left him by herself, but looking at his son's young face, he still swallowed the words back.

For Yan Chen, he never thought about when to get married. Even now, he has not considered it. Even for those women, he has a kind of sniffing feeling.

The appearance of every day is really an accident in an accident, just like a gift given to him by God. Besides surprise, there are also surprises.

In terms of appearance, Mu Xiyan is not disgusting, but when he thinks of what she did before and what she said just now, he doesn't like it.

However, it doesn't seem to matter whether he likes it or not. Just like it every day.

As for the reason to like He believed that he would be told one day every day.

……

After running out of the restaurant, Mu Xiyan ran all the way to the parking lot for fear of being entangled by the father and son again.

The big can't be provoked to fight. However, she is ruthless to the small one. In addition to running, what else can she do.

Qimu Yan met her father and son in the Mediterranean. She was forced to see her father and son go out first. Then she felt that she had no luck to go out with her.

Open the door, she just sat down, the mobile phone rang, it is her good friend Wu Qing.

After connecting, before she opened her mouth, there was a cry in a hurry.

"Little ancestor, where have you been? The design competition is about to start. Why haven't you come yet..."

"Doesn't it start until three in the afternoon?"

"What, the interview is ahead of time. You don't know."

No wonder someone inexplicably introduced what boyfriends to themselves, the original abacus hit here.

"Don't worry. I'll be there in a minute."

Perhaps because he was afraid of refusing, the restaurant the blind man was looking for was not far away from the place where she competed.

An accident in that year made her unable to finish her studies successfully. Although she got her diploma, she also lost a lot of resources. Later, she finished her studies by working part-time.

All these years, she could not forget everything here and was determined to come back.

The competition in this fashion design competition is very fierce. 23 provinces in China are going on at the same time. Once the works are selected, they can enter the international famous brand companies.

In order to this opportunity, many designers from all over the country have come to participate, and even many of them are already well-known.

Finally, Wu Qing was relieved and trotted all the way to meet Mu Xiyan.

"Auntie, can you rely on some music? If it's too late, all your previous efforts will be in vain."

As they spoke, they walked in. Many designers were already waiting in the stadium. The tension was self-evident, and Mu Xiyan's heart was also tight.

"Oh, look who this is. It's amazing."

A sarcastic voice came from behind them.