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

Chapter 90 She Really Loves You
Yan Qing thought about it for a while, and it was really not possible.

Yan Huaiwen heard that his own father hadn't even hugged Runrun a few times, so he wanted to have intimate contact with other children, which was unfair to Runrun.

Also, by taking this opportunity, she can often see Xiaobao at work.

But Yan Qing still hesitated: "But."

She was worried that Runrun was unwilling to go, coupled with too much exposure, it might not be a good thing for the child's growth.

He stroked her hair, full of comfort, and dropped a kiss on her heart, and made his promise.

"Yanyan, I will tell Runrun, and I will protect him as well."

Just looking into her bright, glowing eyes made everything he did worthwhile.

Moreover, Yan Huaiwen was somewhat selfish.

As for that little guy, Runrun, as Yan's father said, he did miss too much time with his children, and being able to leave memories of being with Runrun was also one of the reasons why he was willing to participate.

Yan Qing nodded and agreed.

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Yan family mansion.

Runrun didn't see his mother all day, he was depressed all the time, and he lacked interest in doing anything. Even his favorite big airplane toy was in front of him, but he just held it in his hand, played with it a few times, and then put it down.

The soft little body fell on a cabbage doll that was half the height of a person, neither crying nor fussing, and the expression was more rigid than that of the doll.

This emotion is very understandable, I miss my mother.

"Yu Rong, why don't you call Huai Wen, I don't know if you have coaxed him well, and then ask Yan Qing if he will come back today, let them come back soon, and see how worried my little grandson is. "

Father Yan was yelling at his wife while teasing the little milk bag: "Runrun, you are like a little old man who suffers from bitterness and hatred."

Father Yan also put the hat that Mr. Lin left here last time on his little grandson, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, this hat is a bit big, but it matches Runrun's temperament quite well."

The old man's cap was put on Runrun's little head, directly covering most of his small face, but he still remained motionless, letting his father fiddle with him.

Lin Yurong just made some flower fillings with Lin Ma, and planned to make flower cakes for Runrun to bake and eat. Seeing that it was almost done, she washed her hands and walked over.

She said unkindly to Yan's father: "If you want to make a phone call, you can make it yourself, and you quickly take that old-fashioned broken hat off Runrun's head."

Then he turned stern, and said to Runrun with a warm smile, "We, Runrun, are a handsome little guy, and those ugly things should stay away from us."

Father Yan obediently took the hat away, allowing the little guy's big eyes to see the sky again.

He disapproved and said: "This is my dad's hat, you actually said his hat is old-fashioned and ugly, I will tell dad about it next time I go home."

Lin Yurong put down the hand cream, rubbed his hands lightly, frowned and said angrily, "Can you be more mature, you're so immature, don't hesitate to go back to my house and complain to dad."

Mrs. Yan couldn't understand why a son-in-law regarded the father-in-law's home as his "natal home", and wanted to go back and complain and cry every day.

In fact, compared to Lin Yurong, Yan's father went back to his father-in-law Lin's house more often.

Every time he went, he would bring a bottle of good wine, drink with Mr. Lin, and cry about all kinds of "abuse" and unfair treatment by his own daughter, and then get Lin Qizheng's sympathy and love.

Often on the second day, Lin Yurong would receive a call from Mr. Lin, and they would chatter for a while.

Lin Yurong thought of something old and rolled his eyes again.

"The grandson is so old, please take things to heart, don't say anything, let me live a peaceful life for a few days."

Father Yan laughed a few times, very pleased with himself.

But no matter whether he is called a little old man or a handsome guy, at this time, the human cub Runrun's interest is not aroused, and he selectively ignores the bickering scene between Yan's father and Yan's mother.

He felt like a poor little bug living on a doll's cabbage.

On the first day my mother was away, I missed her, missed her, and missed her.

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Before leaving get off work, Yan Qing received a message from Yan Huaiwen.

The sky outside was gray, probably because of the cloudy sky. In the evening, the sky was extremely dark.

It looks like it will rain soon.

When the time was up, Yan Qing immediately turned off the computer and took the elevator directly to the underground garage. As always, after aiming at the target, when no one was looking around, she quickly rushed into the car at a speed of [-] meters.

It's just that she just opened the co-pilot's door and was about to sit down, when she saw what was in front of her, she was stunned.

"This is."

A man's clear voice came: "Do you like it?"

Yan Qing was dazzled by the large bouquet of champagne-colored roses, golden with light red, overlapping petals with floral dew, the fragrance is sultry, each flower is fresh and tender, extraordinarily charming.

Yan Huaiwen supported the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look over, and looked at Renbi Huajiao's Yanqing through the flowers, with bright eyes, and saw that the smile on her face was getting bigger and bigger, trying to overshadow the roses in front of her.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yan Qing picked up this bouquet of roses that was obviously carefully prepared by someone, and no longer concealed the joy in her heart, she smiled and nodded vigorously.

"like very much."

She really likes it.

This is not the first time she has received flowers, but it depends on who sent them.

She just felt that it was the first time that someone sent this flower directly to her heart, and it seemed that the flower was in full bloom on her chest.

Yan Qing removed the bouquet of flowers and found a small black gift box with exquisite packaging on the car seat. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, she didn't expect there to be a gift.

She stared closely at Yan Huaiwen: "Is this also for me?"

He raised his chin and said with a smile, "Open it and have a look."

Yan Qing picked it up, gently opened the wrapping paper, and took out the small box inside, the things inside were more eye-catching than roses.

"Wow~"

She let out a heartfelt exclamation.

It is a wild rose brooch in warm gold.

The petals are exquisitely cut pink main diamonds, which bloom proudly on the flower branch. The white gold material is the base, and the curly leaves composed of finely divided diamonds are lifelike.

Jewelry is silent, but it can touch a woman's heart more than any language.

The brooch pinned on the chest is the closest to the heart. Every time the heart beats, you can hear the voice of love.

Even under the not-so-bright lights inside the car, the brooch burst out with extremely bright light.

She didn't need to look at the price tag, she could feel the preciousness of this thing, it must be extremely expensive, the kind of expensive with countless zeros behind the price tag.

Yan Qing carefully took out the brooch, compared it in front of her chest, raised her eyes to the man who had been sizing her up calmly, her watery eyes curved up: "Does it look good?"

Yan Huaiwen's eyebrows and eyes were also tinged with joy: "It looks good, very beautiful."

I don't know if it's the brooch or the person with the brooch.

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(End of this chapter)