Chapter 47

"Er, this..." Du Manning was embarrassed. How could she not tell the child that this bottle is worth ten thousand yuan. Can't your mother afford it? So she had to say: "this is for adults. Uncle Nangong doesn't have any children in his family, so you can only use it here reluctantly. The Johnson & Johnson shower gel in our family is a precious drop."

"Well Xiaomengke's big eyes flickered and seemed to be reluctant to part with him. Du Manning had to say, "when your fever subsides this time, Mommy will show you around the mall and buy a bottle of children's shampoo, OK?"

"Do you have this incense from Nangong's father's house?"

"Er, it's more fragrant than uncle Nangong's house."

"Well, will Nangong's father accompany us?"

"It's uncle Nangong!" Du Manning good temper to correct her, small dream can be a turn of the mouth, not satisfied with the way: "why can call Nangong uncle Nangong father, I can't call Nangong uncle Nangong father."

"Mommy, Nangong's father has objected to my call!"

"Mommy, do you think Nangong's father is nice or Nangong's uncle is?" See Du Manning has been silent, small dream can not give up and ask. Du Manning gave her a bath with hot water, wrapped the big bath towel around her, held her small body in his arms, and then carried her to the room. He said helplessly: "Dad and uncle are appellations, there's nothing nice to hear, and Nangong uncle is not Dad, so you can't call Nangong dad."

"Oh, well, who am I going to call Daddy?" Small dream can deftly raise arms, cooperate with Du Manning to dry her body.

"How do I know? I don't know who your father is Du Manning secretly smile, ya, the feelings of this chick in their own set, this set has been under dozens of times, is it difficult that she will be deceived? At the beginning, every one of them fell into her trap, but the truth is that it's the only sentence. She set it once, and she should do it once. The result is a small dream can be disappointed to break down the shoulder, oh.

After wiping the little guy's body, he saw Zhao Ma holding the clothes with a smile. Du Manning sighed that the rich man's life was so good. A phone call and children's clothes were all sent to the door. She asked Zhao Ma how much money she had and where she would collect the money? Several times said it was sent by Nangong Han, and Du Manning didn't refuse.

She asked Zhao Ma to call the Nangong family doctor. Fortunately, Du Meng just had a slight fever. After taking some medicine, the little guy who had been tired for a whole day finally stopped. Thinking that his son was very tired and worried, he asked his servant to take her to Du Chenchen's room. The door was unlocked and Du Manning saw it as soon as he came in Du Chenchen leaned against the window and looked at the sea in the distance.

Du Manning didn't know what Chenchen was thinking. He quietly walked over and stood behind him. Du Chenchen seemed to have eyes behind him. He asked softly, "Mommy, is Ke'er asleep?"

"Sleep, what's the matter with you? In a bad mood? " He rubbed his son's head, pulled the soft chair on the side and sat down beside Du Chenchen. He reached out and took him into his arms. Du Chenchen struggled and said, "Mommy, don't hold me."

"Yo, Mommy raised you up so much that I can't even hold you." Her hands pressed Du Chenchen more forcefully, and she laughed and scolded in a low voice. She didn't let go of how Du Chenchen earned. At last, Du Chenchen couldn't escape from her clutches, so he twisted his body reluctantly: "people are not children anymore. How sorry if they were seen."

"Yeah? You look like you're only six, right? How to make it the same as the sixty little old man. " Du Manning couldn't help laughing at what he said. He put out his hand and gently touched his forehead and said, "you little thing, you are such an awkward child. I'm your mommy. What part of your body hasn't Mommy seen? I've learned to be embarrassed! "

"Mommy Du Chenchen's face flushed with embarrassment. She's going to break Du Manning's arms again. How can she let him break away like this? Then he hugged him and said softly, "don't move, let mommy hold you for a while!"

Du Chenchen was stunned and felt that something was wrong. He asked carefully, "Mommy, what's the matter with you?"

"Does the leg still hurt? Show Mommy your legs. You must be tired out! " Ignoring Du Chenchen's words, he bent down and rolled up his trousers. Seeing a large piece of blue on his knee, Du Manning's face became very ugly. It was hard to suppress the pain of his heart like a needle. He choked: "what's the matter with your knee? Where did you meet? "

"No!" Du Chenchen pushed her hand away, broke away from her uneasily, and said in a soft voice: "when shooting advertisements, a posture is always not good, so I learned it for a long time..."

"Learn what to make your knees blue? On your knees? " Du Manning didn't know how frightening the anger on her face was. She was trembling. Although she had tried her best to suppress it, she still couldn't stop the pain and acid in her heart. The two children were very sensible, but this kind of understanding made Du Manning's heart prick like a needle. Any mother could feel the pain, just like watching her child suffer, but she couldn't do anything about it The pain of strength.

"Mommy Seeing Du Manning like this, Du Chenchen called uneasily, that is, the light call, pulled back Du Manning's reason. She bent down and hugged Du Chenchen tightly, buried her head on his small shoulder, and sobbed in a low voice.Du Chenchen has been standing at a loss. After a long time, he clumsily reaches out his little hand and rubs Du Manning's eyes and says, "Mommy, what's the matter with you? I'm fine, aren't I? Don't cry, it's uglier than Cole

"Chenchen, did the uncles and aunts in the company bully you?" How can a half aged child get hurt when he takes an advertisement? Besides, she has seen Aaron and Leah make advertisements with her own eyes. There is no pressure!

"No! It's just that I haven't practiced well. I'll work harder tomorrow. Mommy, don't cry. " The comfort of Du Chenchen's voice broke Du Manning's heart. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said with a weeping voice: "OK, Mommy won't cry, but Chenchen has to promise Mommy one thing. When the advertisement is finished, let's go back to school and have a good class, OK?"

"I've learned all the primary school courses. There's no need to learn them. Those teachers are coaxing children."

"Then start from middle school, and you can learn the course of which level of examination you can pass, OK?"

"Not good." Without thinking about it, Du Chenchen immediately refused, but his refusal just came out. Du Manning's tears fell down. Du Chenchen was flustered, and his brows were tightly twisted together. He said in a very reluctant voice: "in fact You can also try. I have to choose my own school. "

"Well, that's settled!" Du Manning answered immediately.

She should be too fast, Du Chenchen looked at her suspiciously and saw a slight smile on her tearful face. How could he feel that it was like mommy's premeditated design?

"What are you looking at? Is there anything on mommy's face? " Du Manning wiped his face with both hands, and at the same time, he straightened his mind in the bottom of his heart. Du Chenchen frowned. He thought that he thought too much, so he shook his head and stopped talking. Du Manning immediately got up, lifted the hair beside his face and said, "OK, Mommy is here to be a domestic servant. You have to play for a while. Let's take a taxi home later."

"But it's raining hard outside." Du Chenchen looked at the heavy rain outside, and his face was filled with a strong sense of reluctance.

"In the heavy rain, we have to go back, this is not our home!" Du Manning gave Du Chenchen a white look and then got up: "darling, mommy has gone to work."

"Oh Du Chenchen should say that Du Manning didn't stop in the room. She walked out of the room quickly and closed the door, but as soon as the door was closed, she immediately took a long breath with her back against the wall, ya! Finally, I caught the chance to ask her to set a trap for my son. As soon as the little guy agreed, I had to find a school for him tomorrow, or it would be bad to go back.

Yes, that's the decision. The sooner the better!

With this plan, Du Manning's mood improved instantly. She hummed a nursery rhyme: "Mom always tells me that mom and Dad love me the most, but I don't understand what love is..." Walking to the stairway, I just saw that Nangong Han had changed his suit as soon as he went downstairs. Now he was wearing a casual suit and was talking to someone on the phone.

It's impolite to interrupt others on the phone, and it's unwise to interrupt the boss on the phone. Du Manning walked out from the corner of the corridor lightly. At this time, he heard Nangong Han calling her: "wait a minute."

Yeah? Call her? Du man Ning's body is tiny Zheng, immediately mediate facial expression to present smile shape: "president, what do you have to order please."

"The two children were caught in the rain. Let Zhao Ma cook some ginger soup and prepare dinner for them."

"OK, thank you, president!" Although he is like a big ice cube, he can still melt. At least he feels that he likes children. He is also very good to Chenchen and Ke'er. Du Manning's mouth is a little bigger.

"Chenchen's school doesn't need to be changed. Tomorrow you go to sort out his student status file and send him to the foreign language school."

"What?" Du Manning didn't respond to what Nangong Han said. Nangong repeated it with a cold face. Du Manning's mouth opened. After a long time, he ran to him and looked up at him angrily, saying: "Hey, do you know what personal privacy is?"

"I don't know!" Glanced at her one eye, the South Temple cold hands ring in front of the chest, a pair of carefully listen to the appearance of the detail.

Du Manning's anger came up immediately. He used to call himself in the morning and he picked it up secretly. Now she has a chat with her son and all of them are under his control. This big sand pig, do you know how to write respect?

"As a chief executive, you are not afraid of losing your identity, either answering people's phone calls or eavesdropping on others." I can't think of any words to describe the anger in my heart. Du Manning clenched his claws tightly and glared at him angrily. Who knows that Nangong Han was not angry after hearing this, but also said: "in my own home, what can I do?"