Chapter 218
As soon as she saw her son, Zhu Qianying's attention was all on the little guy.

Holding her son in her arms, she unconsciously glanced at the living room, feeling slightly surprised.

The furnishings here are completely different from five years ago.

Mrs. Yan seemed to be aware of her surprise, and immediately explained, "I bought all these furniture with Zaizai a few days ago. How about it, it looks pretty."

Zhu Qianying smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's very beautiful."

If she hadn't known in advance that this was Yan's house, she would probably have thought that she had entered a kindergarten, otherwise, she had entered a children's playroom.

This cold is not easy!So a man who is so demanding of perfection, he can tolerate transforming this big living room into a fairy-tale atmosphere.

All the furniture was carefully replaced with rounded corner furniture, and all the sofas and chairs were replaced with soft and cute-style series.On the sofa, some dolls and various model toys of the little ones were even thrown casually.

This was simply a kind of torture for Young Master Yanda, who had a severe obsession with cleanliness, but the strange thing was that he didn't go crazy when he faced these.

Looking at the walls, they were painted in different colors. One side was themed on the sky and stars, one side was themed on grass and flowers, and the other side was themed on the ocean.

Near the rocking chair, the wall retains its original color, but near the ground, a lot of paintings are graffitied with colorful oil paints. These paintings, at first glance, are the masterpieces of Master Zaizai, with flowers, grass, insects, and so on. Birds have puppies and kittens, which can be said to be full of childishness and vitality.

Then, in those scribbled paintings, she saw a four-faced animal with a nose like an elephant, horns like a cow, a body like a horse, and hooves like a pig. She is Zaizai's mother, of course she knows that Zaizai draws Level, so when I saw the four different images, I laughed "poof".

"Honey, those four different images, did you draw them?"

Zaizai didn't make a sound, but raised his finger and poked Yanhan.

Zhu Qianying coughed twice, not only surprised by his "painting skills", but also surprised by his big cleanliness, and willing to participate in it.

You know, graffiti itself, in the eyes of laymen who don't understand it, is quite a dirty thing.

"Mommy, Zizai will go to the rocking chair with you!"

In front of Yanhan, Zaizai will mostly call himself "I" or even say "Master" in a dragging manner, but in front of Zhu Qianying, he calls himself "Zaizai". The status of being a mother is not on the same level at all.

"it is good!"

Mrs. Yan raised her foot to follow, because she also missed her daughter-in-law!

It's been five years, and I can't get enough of it just by looking at it a few times.

But just as she was about to take a step, she was pulled by her arm. She turned her head and saw that it wasn't her son who didn't live up to expectations, who else was there?

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Yan cast a questioning look at her son.

Yan Han blinked at her, then raised his chin towards the entrance.

Mrs. Yan understood, followed her son to the porch and walked out the door.

"Mom, how did you respond to her just now!"

Young Master Yan, this is blaming his wife!
Old Mrs. Yan gave him a gouged look, "Why don't you scold her? Tell me that she won't let her in if she doesn't call me 'Mom'?"

Young Master Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then insisted, "You must at least declare that you are her mother!"

Mrs. Yan really wanted to give her son a good beating. At this point today, doesn't this stupid son understand?
"Xiao Han, your brain can function normally except for business matters, but it doesn't work when you encounter other things, right? Before you coax her back, can she call me mom?"

But Yan Han's logic is not like this.

In his opinion, this is the same reason that as long as he stays with Zhu Qianying, he will still be her husband.

"But you can't just accept it like this. You are her mother, why are you an aunt again?"

Mrs. Yan's heart is like a mirror, "Son, instead of being obsessed with this title issue, why not think about how to coax him back. The title is not important, as long as you have your heart!"

Madam Yan's words hit the nail on the head.

"Mom, I know!"

What Mrs. Yan said made Yan Han very irritable.

How could he not understand what she said?

But the problem is, now, let alone her heart, he can't even keep her person!

He dared to write a guarantee, if she hadn't despicably used her son as a threat today, she would never come back with him!

Unless, he knocked her out and took her back by force.

But he didn't know, or it was better for him to knock her out and force her back than to use his son as a threat now.

Old Madam Yan wanted to scold her son a few more words, but when she saw him rarely frowning with annoyed expression, she swallowed all the scolding that came out of her mouth.

This son of hers has such a temper, I really don't know who he looks like.

If he was like his father, he probably wouldn't have hurt Ying'er so deeply without knowing it.

So, probably, I should be more like her.

When she was young, she was also conceited and arrogant. If it weren't for Yan Bo's tolerance and concession, the two of them would have been unable to persist for more than ten years, and finally came together.

But at that time, Yan Bo and I were in love with each other.

But her son and Ying'er, even with her experienced eyes, can't see clearly, can't figure it out, it's really hard to say!
Not to mention that girl Ying'er, she is not 100% sure about his son's feelings for Ying'er alone.

Is it love?Or, just a domineering possessiveness and paranoia?

Therefore, she didn't dare to give her son any bad ideas before she saw it clearly.

All I can do is try not to hold back my son.

"Son, be careful, Mom can't help you with emotional matters!"

Mrs. Yan is 73 years old, so she has seen more people and things than her son.

But emotional matters have nothing to do with knowledge.

What's more, it's from the heart!
The son's heart grows in him, so he can only slowly explore and experience it by himself.

The mother and son went back to the house, and on the rocking chair over there, Zaizai was lying on Zhu Qianying's body and whispering something.

While Mrs. Yan and her son were walking out, Zhu Qianying and her son also had a conversation.

However, in this conversation, Zaizai unilaterally told more.

"Mummy, that woman doesn't live here..."

The woman Zaizai was referring to was undoubtedly Yi Wei.

"Zaizai, this is your father's business, don't talk nonsense!" Zhu Qianying didn't want to know about Yan Han and Yi Wei.

As for Zaizai, when he was at the winter camp a few days ago, he didn't mention Yi Wei at all, but now he did.

Probably, she returned to this home with Yanhan, so what made Zaizai misunderstand?
 Fourth update~~ Well, Zhuzi is just a small writer, and the people or plots written are definitely not in line with everyone's preferences. Please pat on the poorly written parts~~
  
 
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