The wife dominates the workplace, and the president takes care of the baby

Chapter 30 is a handicraft

The next day, the Yan family mansion.

Mrs. Yan, who had just come out of the room, had black eyes under her eyes, covered her mouth with one hand, and was yawning. It looked like she hadn't slept well.

"mom."

Lin Yurong was startled, she patted her chest, and only then did she notice the figure at the other end of the corridor who was getting closer.

"Why are you here?"

She glanced at the sky in surprise, the sun hadn't come out to the west, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and she still saw this busy man at home.

The mother and son just got up now and met unexpectedly.

In fact, the sun was almost rising to the middle of the sky, and it was impossible to tell where it was rising from.

"Why can't I be here, am I weird in my own home?"

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Yan Huaiwen walked downstairs leisurely with a relaxed and brisk expression.

Madam Yan followed him with her eyes and shook her head, "Strange, very strange."

Not knowing what came to mind, Mrs. Yan pulled herself together, observed his expression, and asked suspiciously, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? That's why it's so late and you haven't gone to the company yet."

Yan Huaiwen smiled lightly, and replied in a good mood, "No discomfort, very good, but I have something to deal with in the morning, so it's too late."

Lin Yurong was still a little unwilling to give up, rolled his eyes, and then asked tentatively, "Huaiwen, did you sleep well last night?"

Faced with this sudden concern, Yan Huaiwen thought of the scene last night, "Last night."

The corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and he said with some aftertaste, "I slept well."

Lin Yurong, who didn't sleep well, was skeptical, and just about to step down the first step, her body froze for a moment, and she called to the person who went down the stairs first, "Come and help me."

Yan Huaiwen looked at Ms. Lin, who was usually in good physical condition, in surprise, and stepped forward to help her go downstairs.

According to the past, Ms. Lin has always maintained her health. Her work and rest time is ten in the evening and seven in the morning. While she has a good beauty sleep, she also has morning classes to practice in the morning. The wind and rain do not change, so she rarely stays in bed.

In middle age, Lin Yurong, who still has high demands on herself, has put in a lot of hard work behind the scenes in order to coexist with health and beauty.

Yan Huaiwen asked with concern, "What are you?"

"I twisted it accidentally yesterday, it's fine."

Lin Yurong answered the call quickly, and successfully changed the subject, and said earnestly and earnestly, "What can you do at home? After delaying so late, do you feel unwell? There is no problem, you have to tell Mom .”

He explained helplessly, "There is an international meeting this morning, and the online meeting has just ended. I will go to the company later."

So that was the case, Mrs. Yan nodded.

At the dinner table, Lin Yurong looked sleepy, and only took a few mouthfuls of breakfast before putting it down.

Mama Lin, who was wearing an apron, brought a bowl of soup from the kitchen, "Ma'am, this is what my husband told me to stew before leaving the house in the morning. You must drink this while it is hot."

Lin Yurong looked at the bowl of red ginseng and poria cocos soup, frowned, a little reluctant, but still picked up the bowl and drank it numbly.

Yan Huaiwen's appetite was surprisingly good today, and he wiped out most of the food on the table in a turbulent manner, making Lin Ma, who had carefully prepared the meal, very happy.

He was very surprised to see Ms. Lin's tasteless appearance, "Mom, why do you eat so little? You are the one who feels uncomfortable. Do you want to call the doctor to come and have a look?"

Lin Yurong almost didn't choke, it would be fine if she called the doctor to see it, she waved her hand and gave him another look, which meant to mind her own business.

Yesterday, I felt that I owed my son who had a "hidden disease", and wanted to make up for it, but now looking at him this morning, I feel that it is an eyesore again.

"Go to work as soon as you finish eating."

Ms. Lin urged Yan Huaiwen angrily.

Looking at this man with a refreshed face, the spring breeze blowing on his face, and a vague sense of satisfaction, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he is feeling unwell.

Lin Yurong, who accidentally put herself in yesterday, calmly supported his sore waist, his expression became unpredictable.

Should not be ah.

Lin Yurong was beating in his heart. He drank his own special tonifying soup, how could he have no reaction at all, this soup is so strong in medicine, what's going on, it's possible that the medicine has no effect.

Thinking of this, I sighed silently in my heart, this disease is incurable.

If this goes on like this, not only is there no hope of holding a grandson, there will be no little girl from a good family willing to marry him.

Worry, really worry!

The bitter and bitter Ms. Lin didn't know that Yan Huaiwen went out once at night and didn't drive back until after two o'clock in the morning.

At that time, it was already one o'clock at night when Yan Qing was "let go".

The man's deep panting sound was right next to his ears. In the car with only two people, Yan Qing's face was red and her ears were hot, and her mouth was dry.

Putting aside her shyness, Yan Qing thought to herself, it sounds very nice.

Although it was late at night, at the corner of the street in the neighborhood where she lived was a bar street full of lights and feasting.

Outside the car, people passed by from time to time, and they recognized that it was a low-key luxury car, and they happily leaned over to take pictures around the car with 360 degrees without blind spots.

Even though he knew that the car's glass was covered with anti-spy film, Yan Qing was still terrified, and naturally his subordinates didn't have a priority.

With her movements, this pleasant voice also has ups and downs.

Yan Qing pursed her somewhat dry lips, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, she didn't know where to put her eyes, she could only stare fixedly at the interior of the car.

as long as half a century
In the end, the instigator stroked the top of her hair, and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work."

Yan Qing's words were a little awkward, "No, it's not hard."

She rubbed her sore wrists, and said something as soon as she was thinking about it, "This is also a craft."

Yan Huaiwen remained silent, took her hand, and gently massaged her.

She told herself in her heart that this is nothing, she is an adult with a story and cannot be underestimated, so Yan Qing pretended to be experienced and commented.

"It's not difficult."

But her actions just now showed a sense of youthfulness and ignorance, which has long exposed the fact that she is a rookie.

Yan Huaiwen didn't reveal it, but just looked at her amusedly, encouraging her in a warm voice.

"Well, keep up the good work."

Before leaving, Yan Qing held on to his heart so as not to become a soft-legged shrimp.

That spirit supports her not to show weakness and weak legs, after all, she promised first, since she promised, she must do her best, what's the matter if she shows timidity.

The "stiff" Yan Qing didn't even open the car door smoothly, it was Yan Huaiwen who walked around to her, opened the door for her, and helped her tidy up her clothes.

Yan Huaiwen is still well-dressed and noble at this moment, looking at Yan Qing with burning eyes, no one can guess what he did just now.

Yan Qing, on the other hand, can see through with a single look. She has done bad things just now, and her mental quality is not very good, so her eyes are weak.

She finally plucked up the courage, looked up at the man, and said in a very quick tone, "You don't need to see me off, it's just a few tens of meters away. I'll just go back by myself. I'll go first."

Yan Huaiwen stood still, but reached out to grab her, "I haven't said goodbye yet."

He lowered his head and touched her forehead with his lips, showing comfort and reluctance.

In fact, many of their actions tonight are more intimate than this light kiss.

But Yan Qing felt a kind of cherished love in this light kiss tonight.

"Goodbye."

　Goodbye, see you soon, see you often~
　　Ask for a ticket!get high! (ω｀)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)