Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

"Don't be afraid, I can exercise. When I get better, I will get up and run every day. Then Daddy and Mommy will run with me, okay?"

Zheng Yuan immediately agreed, "Okay, it's all up to my baby."

She hugged her son and kissed her, watching him tenderly eating happily, her heart was soft.

Ouyang Yun couldn't stand it anymore, "Hey, my son is getting big, don't hug him every now and then, it will spoil him."

Zheng Yuan was taken aback, she was always like this, what's wrong?

"He's only seven years old, how old is he?"

The little guy blinked his eyes weirdly, and smiled mischievously, "Daddy is jealous, I can't see Mommy hugging me, Mommy, go and hug him."

Ouyang Yun's ears were hot, "Nonsense, how can there be?"

The little guy laughed happily, "Hahaha, Daddy is getting angry from embarrassment."

Zheng Yuan pursed her lips and snickered, the red-faced Ouyang Yun was so cute, "Okay, stop talking, your daddy's face is almost turning into a tomato."

Ouyang Yun's neck turned red, and he gave their mother and son a hard look, but he lacked any momentum, "Zheng Yuan, do you ever speak like that?"

Zheng Yuan laughed so hard that she fell down, and said cheerfully, "Where did I say something wrong? Please advise."

"Hmph." Ouyang Yun turned his head, ignored the mother and son, picked up the painting by the window, and was startled.

"You drew this?"

Zheng Yuan nodded generously, "Well, is it okay?"

Ouyang Yun admired it for a long time, "It's quite aura, and the skills are well mastered. You have been drawing since elementary school?"

"How do you know?" Zheng Yuan was a little surprised, he was quite powerful.

She did learn to draw at the age of seven, and learned that thanks to this skill, she can support her family and support her son.

Ouyang Yun looked at it very intently, "You can tell, without ten years of skills, you can't draw such a picture."

Zheng Yuan looked at him with admiration. He is not only good at business, but also has a lot of research on painting, "Have you learned it too?"

She had the joy of meeting a bosom friend, and was very happy.

Ouyang Yun raised his head, seeing the admiration in her eyes, he felt proud, "No, I will appreciate it."

"Puchi." Zheng Yuan couldn't help laughing, this proud mockup was exactly the same as his son, he deserved to be father and son.

"What are you laughing at?" Ouyang Yun was a little embarrassed, what was this woman laughing at?Where did he say wrong?

Zheng Yuan smiled like a flower, "I'm very happy, someone appreciates me."

The hardships of life have long since polished off her arrogance, but luckily the edges and corners are still there.

In order to survive these years, she has painted many paintings, but none of them are satisfactory, just to make ends meet.

She felt that all her painting skills were useless, but she didn't regret it.

Ouyang Yun felt sad, "Silly girl, you are outstanding and talented, don't belittle yourself."

Zheng Yuan's eyes shone like stars, "You really think so?"

He took her hand and shook it slightly, "Well, you are great, you have to believe in yourself."

Zheng Yuan smiled happily. Satisfaction and happiness were all written on her face. Under the sun, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Ouyang Yun's heart beat a few times uncontrollably, looking at that beautiful smiling face in a daze, a wave of familiarity and strangeness floated in his heart.

Zheng Tian took his son to deliver meals to Chi Mo every day, took the opportunity to check on the women around him, and bribed the secretary around him to report Chi Mo's whereabouts 24 hours a day. In this way, Zheng Tian was finally secretly relieved.

Mrs. Zheng rushed over upon hearing the news, and took Zheng Tian's hand to greet her with kindness. This was her only daughter, and she naturally regarded it as a treasure.

After drinking tea, she changed her tone, "I heard that you and Ah Mo had a big fight in the hospital? What's going on?"