Prosperous Marriage: Three Adorable Babies Fighting Daddy

Yan Fu Ningyue snorted coldly, "Punishment, of course it will be punished, that's enough, you go back to rest first, as for how to punish you, we will talk about it tomorrow."

"Good night, Mommy!" Er Bao raised his head and said good night, then turned and walked upstairs, stepping on the wooden floor, barely making a sound.

Yan Fu Ningyue looked at his back, her eyes blushed inexplicably.

She has four children. Dabao has the best temper, Sibao is eccentric, and Ran Ran has a good personality. There is only Erbao, who is cold and cold every day. In fact, his heart is more delicate than anyone else.It seems that he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to talk to anyone, but in fact his heart is the easiest to soften.As long as those who have helped him and given kindness to those who have given him kindness, he will reach out to others when they are in trouble, regardless of the consequences and the cost.

An inexplicable sadness surfaced in her heart, she gently wiped the corners of her eyes, turned around and turned on the computer again.

As expected, Yan Jiu's line could not be contacted, Yan Fu Ningyue's heart sank, she must not let her son take risks, and she must not let her son complain that her mother is too impersonal in the future.

"Number Four!"

She typed two words lightly, and a black dialog box popped up on the screen immediately, with an abstract painting drawn with a red pen on it.She sketched with a red brush, and soon the red lines turned into a mess, like thousands of blood-sucking insects, writhing their ugly bodies.If you are timid, you may spit it out in an instant.

The dots of red change into a golden picture. In short, every change seems to indicate something.She stared at the screen without blinking, and her fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly. As the rhythm continued to increase, the speed of the screen changing became faster and faster.

Finally, a pleasant voice sounded, and an email popped up on the screen.

Yan Fu Ningyue didn't show the slightest bit of impatience. After typing a few times, she replied to the email and waited quietly for the news.

"master?"

A puzzled tone appeared on the screen, looking very surprised. Seeing this expression, Yan Fu Ningyue immediately understood, and already had the answer in her heart.

"Number Nine!"

"Master, No. [-] has a mission and is not online." The other party obviously confirmed Yan Fu Ningyue's identity, and replied quickly.

"to be frank!"

The three simple words expressed the extreme anger in Yan Funingyue's heart, and now these people are still planning to hide it.Is it true that you have to wait until things get serious before you are ready to tell her what happened?

Ran on the opposite side hesitated for a second, then typed a line: "Master, something happened on the [-]th, and it is now being dealt with."

"Notice. Except for some people who attacked the Hua family, everyone else put down what they are doing and fully supports No. [-]." After saying this, Yan Fu Ningyue immediately went offline, took a deep breath, Slowly closed his eyes.

My heart beat a little faster, I don't know if it was because of anger or something else.

Fortunately, there is still time for everything, and she has not yet reached the point of no return. Now she has too many things to do, and she feels powerless.Opening my eyes and looking at the direction upstairs, I thought to myself, maybe it's time to let go.

It's not that she is incompetent, but she doesn't want to make herself so tired. She understands that only by letting children get up from the constant falls can they become truly strong.

Even though she is not yet in her twilight years, she has the feeling of seeing through everything.