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

Chapter 91 Holding Flowers and Asking Forgiveness

"There are still cards?"

Yan Qing saw that there was a small handwritten card in the box.

She picked it up curiously to read, and there was an English sentence written on it, with elegant and unrestrained strokes, and she read it out in a low voice.

As she read, her hands trembled a little, and heat came to her face.

This English translation is: [Just liking you, I have already obtained happiness. ]
The handwriting seemed to be written with a pen, and the stroke was very similar to the handwriting that had been approved in the group documents many times. Even if it was not signed, she knew who wrote it.

Yan Qing raised his wrist and held up this small card full of words of love, still wanting to confirm his guess.

"Did you write this?" she asked.

The usually calm and composed man had a rare unnatural expression on his face. He coughed lightly and turned his gaze back to the front.

"Let's talk in the car first."

Yan Qing was unexpectedly determined, she stood at the open car door, looked at him with a smile on her face: "No, I want to know right now, did you write this?"

Yan Huaiwen turned his head helplessly, looked directly into her eyes, and there was a smile at the end of his speech.

"Mrs. Yan, aren't you asking knowingly?"

After getting the answer she wanted, Yan Qing put the flower on the back seat of the car, because it was so silly to hold it all the time, as if she had never seen a flower before, she tried her best to pretend to be experienced.

Yan Huaiwen started the engine, and the car drove out of the basement smoothly.

After a while, it began to rain lightly outside, and the slanted raindrops slapped on the car window, Yan Qing watched the wipers swing back and forth in front of her eyes.

Her mood was not depressed because of the rain, but with the sound of raindrops rustling, she was beating cheerful drums in her heart at the same time.

Along the way, she could smell the fragrance of flowers in the back row, which lingered throughout the interior of the car.

The rain infested the whole city, just like this flower, this person, invaded her whole heart.

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth were also raised all the time, never coming down.

When the car entered the main gate of Yan's house, the rain became heavier and heavier.

Yan Huaiwen took out a black umbrella out of nowhere, he got out of the car with the umbrella in hand, walked quickly to the co-pilot, and opened the car door for her.

He took her shoulders and brought her into his arms, blocking all possible rainwater for her.

The big umbrella covered her completely, Yan Qing supported his warm palm, feeling very warm.

She stopped suddenly and said suddenly, "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"My flowers, I forgot to take them."

The bouquet of delicate roses was forgotten on the back seat, she walked a few steps before remembering that she didn't want to leave that bouquet there alone.

Yan Huaiwen saw that she looked anxious and was very concerned about the appearance of the flower, so he said decisively: "Okay, I'll go back and get it, you go in first."

After speaking, he gave her the umbrella, turned around and ran into the rain.

"you!"

You wait for me, let's go together, Yan Qing didn't finish his sentence.

The handle of the umbrella still retains his warmth, and it still warms her palm in the cold wind and heavy rain.

She was here waiting for him as well.

When Yan Huaiwen finished taking the bouquet of flowers, he turned around and walked over, only to find that Yan Qing was still waiting where he was, and said helplessly, "I'm so disobedient, I didn't let you enter the house, what should I do if I catch a cold."

He took the umbrella and continued to hold it, Yan Qing took his arm: "I'm not so delicate, let's go in together."

Mama Lin had heard the sound of the car a long time ago and waited at the door ahead of time.

Seeing the two of them coming in, she immediately let out a ouch.

One is because of the large bouquet of roses that Yan Huaiwen held in his left hand.

Second, he was drenched from head to toe, with water dripping from his chin.

Coincidentally, it rained heavily recently, but the flowers were well protected, and they were still not as delicate and beautiful as they had been blown by the wind and rain.

Yan Qing, who was standing aside, was not wet at all, except for the place where Yan Huaiwen's arm was held slightly wet.

Mama Lin didn't notice the others, she looked at the person in front of her, and said anxiously: "Young master! Didn't you bring an umbrella? Why didn't you ask me to send an umbrella!"

"Mother Lin, those with umbrellas are fine."

Yan Huaiwen's clothes were half wet from the rain, he took off his wet coat.

Her hair was also soaked by the rain, and she stroked her hair back casually. The rain from the side of her face was still flowing into the collar along her smooth chin, but she didn't look depressed.

In Yan Qing's view, there is a sense of nobility that is cold and cold after being exposed to rain.

And the white shirt that was close to her body turned transparent, and she knew best what her figure was under the wet fabric.

Thinking of the vigorous texture and solid touch, "wet body temptation" is not just talking, it made her hot for a while.

Yan Qing licked her lips and was about to speak.

A super loud call rang in her ears.

"Mother!!!"

Hearing this sound, Yan Qing was still thinking, the high-pitched voice of her little treasure is really strong!

The sound was almost heart-piercing, but it didn't crack. The range is really powerful. I guess I can learn tenor or something in the future.

A small cannonball rushed over, so fast that only the small dark blue suit he was wearing could be seen clearly.

Yan Qing thought again, it's okay to learn sprinting, this explosive power is good.

In the past few seconds, Yan Qing has already helped her son figure out what interest class he should attend.

Xiaotuanzi hugged Yan Qing's thigh tightly and didn't let go. It was completely different from the state of a few days ago when he loved her.

Runrun raised her little head, looking at her mother who hadn't been seen for a few days, like a few autumns, her eyes seemed to be fixed, and there were little stars flickering.

Yan Qing deliberately resisted the urge to bend down, and hugged the little milk dumpling to give her a good kiss. She still remembered how he happily followed Yan's father that day, his heartless appearance.

Runrun was tired from standing, and her little butt sat on her shoes all of a sudden, but she didn't want to let go.

Seeing Xiaobao's rogue-like appearance, Yan Qing finally knelt down mercifully.

Runrun saw her mother moving, and her hands were getting closer and closer to her. She quickly opened her arms and shouted excitedly, "Mom, give me a hug, I want a hug."

Yan Qing hugged Xiao Routuan, and Runrun snuggled into her mother's arms as she wished, feeling extremely beautiful.

The smiling face made everyone who saw him feel happy.

Father Yan and Mrs. Yan heard Runrun's hearty laughter and followed, thinking that the child's mother must be back, and the little guy who had been depressed all day was laughing so happily.

Lin Yurong asked in surprise, "Huaiwen, what are you doing?"

Holding the rose, he was still wet, while Yan Qing was still dry.

Lin Yurong guessed what might happen, Nahan said: "It can't be that you are holding roses in your hands downstairs, I can't ask for forgiveness, and you have been drenched in the rain until Yan Yan's heart softened and came downstairs, in your extreme care After pleading, I promised to forgive you, and you can go home together."

Yan Qing couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

It's kind of like that.

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