Duan Changyu was so ashamed of losing such a big man in front of Miss Bao'er, he wished he could find a hole in the ground to get in, if Miss Bao'er was not helping him put on his shoes, he would have jumped up and fled barefoot.

Bao'er's face was expressionless, knowing that he was embarrassed, and while helping him put on his shoes, he said, "I was in the country back then, it would be nice to have a pair of straw sandals to wear in winter, let alone torn cotton socks.

If it wasn't for Yun...if Miss didn't let me follow her, I don't know what kind of life I would have lived.

After wearing it, you stand up and walk around to see if it fits your feet. "

Duan Changyu was heartbroken when he heard that, and the embarrassment just now was gone. He stood up and walked around the yard, saying repeatedly: "It fits well and is very comfortable. I have never worn such good shoes."

"Then wait for me." Bao'er entered the room again, and when she came out, she had a few more pairs of cotton socks in her hand: "These pairs of cotton socks were originally made for my grandfather, and I won't be able to wear them for a while. It was meant to be given to the housekeeper.

Since your cotton socks are torn, I will give them to you. I will make two pairs for the old man next time. "

Upon hearing this, Duan Changyu honestly took the cotton socks from Baoer's hand, and said joyfully, "Thank you, Miss Baoer."

Bao'er said: "Take off the socks on your feet too. I'll mend them for you. Come and get them when you have time next time."

Duan Changyu's elm-headed melon seeds finally had a rare flash of inspiration. Thinking of the opportunity and excuse to meet Bao'er next time, he quickly agreed: "Okay, there is a girl named Lao Baoer."



Chu Yunyao pushed open the study door, and saw Mo Lingyuan standing by the window, his tall back looked bleak and lonely, and there was a icy aura lingering all over his body.

Chu Yunyao frowned, walked towards Mo Lingyuan, hugged his waist from behind, put her small face on his back, and asked in a delicate voice: "I heard from the butler that you locked yourself in the study , refused to eat breakfast.

What happened? "

Mo Lingyuan pressed his palm on the back of her hand, and said in a low voice, "Yunyao, have we been married for a long time?"

Chu Yunyao said "hmm", "That's right, why did you ask this question suddenly?"

"Give me a baby." Mo Lingyuan rolled his Adam's apple, his voice was difficult, and he felt a dull pain in his chest. He suddenly turned around and held her thin and slender shoulders with his hands, "Here Can I have a baby?"

Chu Yunyao raised her eyes, stared at his dark eyes as deep as an ancient well, stroked his frowning brows with her fingertips, "What's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want a child?"

Even if she wanted a child, it was impossible to show this expression of bitterness and hatred.

Chu Yunyao asked tentatively: "Have you been stimulated by something? Did something in another hospital stimulate you."

Mo Lingyuan pursed his lips and stared at her face for a long time.

He didn't know what the real Wen Ruyi looked like, but he saw what Lan Nanny gave him, it was a photo of his mother and Wen Ruyi when they were studying, with a smile like a flower, and it looked like her when she smiled, with curved eyebrows and bright eyes White teeth.

No wonder her father felt so hostile towards her the first time he saw her restored appearance.

Even he couldn't bear the unearthing of the past that had been buried for more than ten years.

As long as you have a child, you can continue to form a marriage with her, you can use the child to bind him and her together, and everything in the past will be as if it never happened.

After all, his first wife knew nothing about these things and was innocent!