Cute Baby from Heaven: Overlord Stand-in Mommy

Chapter 102 Nanny Employment Contract 3
Zhuo Yuming didn't know this before, he didn't expect Zhu Min to humiliate Xiaoling like that.He actually asked her to move out of Xingfuyuan on the grounds of "I'm afraid you will be hurt", but in the end, she was inevitably hurt.

"I'm not your nanny. Even if you were the deputy mayor, you wouldn't hire a civil servant to be your nanny." She meant with certainty, "No matter what kind of jewelry is in here, I won't accept it. Please take it back. Just take it as, I take care of the baby just to eat your western meal, it's fair, isn't it?"

He's been fair to her again and again, and she's been fair to him.She thought it was unfair before, and this time it seemed unfair.She thinks it's worth it.Make her busy and monotonous days full of laughter in the days with her baby.

Zhuo Yuming put the jewelry box on the table, but didn't take it back, nor forced her to accept it.Why did he feel overwhelmed with guilt when facing her.He owed her, that's how it felt.She took care of the baby so hard and even bought things for the child, but said that this Western meal offset everything.

I don't know if it's because of the red wine, or if she has finally drawn a clear line with him. From now on, she and him will never have any interaction. She wants to tell the truth and express all the grievances that have been simmering in her heart these days.

"Later, I really wanted to throw the [-] yuan into the trash can, but I still couldn't stand the temptation of money, so I took the money and bought a red Chery QQ..." She raised her head and looked at the Zhuo Yuming on the opposite side, "That was the day I bought the car. I drove the red car to Huacheng, where I also met Fu Hao from Tianxing Group, and was sued by him to the police station. I sat in the police station for a while. At night...I kept thinking, if I hadn't met you, if it wasn't because of Ai Ting, I wouldn't have encountered these one after another..."

"Fu Hao? The rich man chasing you is Fu Hao from Tianxing Group?"

Chen Xiaoling nodded.During her contact with Fu Hao, especially during the thrilling night, she also knew that Fu Hao had some relationship with Ai Ting, and even had an unresolved grievance with Zhuo Yuming.

"Xiaoling, I warn you: don't associate with him. This man is a lunatic, he will hurt you..."

"I know!"

Zhuo Yuming was quite surprised by Chen Xiaoling's answer.

She didn't want to lie to him: "Actually, the person I like in my heart is not Fu Hao, but a good man who I met twice a day in Huacheng, met by chance, was helped by him, and rescued by him."

It's goodwill, but also gratitude.When she was in danger, Zhu Rui was the first person she turned to for help.Meeting twice in one day, eating together, and talking about ourselves together, this is fate.

"As long as that person is not Fu Hao, I can rest assured. Fu Hao is very dangerous, you have to be more careful in the future."

"I think he will help me, and he won't let Fu Hao bully me." Chen Xiaoling felt at ease when she thought of Zhu Rui.

Is he worried about her?She was still afraid that she would get too close to Fu Hao and know too much about his past with Ai Ting.Up to now, Chen Xiaoling is no longer interested in Ai Ting and his past. What she thinks about is how to fade away her feelings for the baby in the days when there will be no baby in the future and she will be far away from the baby.Children are easy to forget. She believes that time is the best medicine, and everything will be obliterated by the long river of time.

"It's good if you can think like this. After a while, I want to go to your house and get the baby's clothes back."

"it is good!"

Zhuo Yuming got up, Chen Xiaoling followed behind him, and returned to Luoxiayuan's home, she found the bag, packed the baby's clothes into the bag, and packed the toys in a cardboard box...

He stood quietly on the side, watching her who was busy.

Her explanation was still a step late, he had already decided to let Aimei take care of the child.He can no longer contradict what he said, although she gave an explanation.But the love in her heart is someone else, he is relieved that it is not Fu Hao, but the fact that there is someone else still makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Chen Xiaoling packed up her things, and handed the bag and carton to Zhuo Yuming.He was carrying a bag in one hand and a cardboard box in the other.

"Can you move it?"

"can!"

She said politely: "Be careful all the way! Goodbye!"

After sending him out, Chen Xiaoling closed the door.Looking at her home, thinking of the past, the baby ran, played, and laughed in the living room. Now he will not come again, and he will not disturb her life again.She and they returned to their own world.

Time and time again, she gains and loses, loses and gains again, this feeling is very bad, she clearly wants to hold it, but she can't hold it.She loves the baby, and this emotional dedication and inner feelings are a bit strange, something she hasn't felt in more than 20 years.

Putting his hand into his pocket and touching the key, Chen Xiaoling was hit in the heart.

Here she still has the key to Xingfuyuan's house. They have made it very clear that she is not needed anymore, and the child will be taken care of by Aimei in the future.Looking at the dangling key in her hand, Chen Xiaoling smiled relievedly, although she felt uncomfortable.Isn't it her greatest wish that the baby be happy and happy?The baby is so cute, Ai Mei will love him like Ai Ting.No less love than myself, because Aimei is the baby's aunt!
On the weekend of January 8, the weather was fine.

Chen Xiaoling cleaned up her small nest, and changed the direction of several potted flowers near the balcony.

Suddenly, she thought of the baby again. It has been two days since she separated from him. What is the baby doing today?Zhuo Yuming will take Aimei and Baobao to the playground.Baobao is so courageous, she is actually obsessed with riding on crazy trains, she vomited badly after sitting on it, but Baobao seems to be fine.

Chen Xiaoling thought that she had to return the key, so why not go over there now and see how Aimei and Baobao are getting along along the way.

She rang the doorbell twice, but no one answered.Chen Xiaoling took out the key and pushed open the door.The house was a bit messy, with children's toys all over the floor.Turning to the kitchen, the dishes were still soaking in the sink, and some dust had accumulated on the furniture... Maybe Aimei was too busy, so she didn't even clean the house.

Chen Xiaoling rolled up his sleeves, packed the toys into a cardboard box, and washed the dishes.In the end, she picked up the hot water and was going to wipe the furniture and mop the floor...

It took her more than an hour to clean the kitchen, living room, master bedroom, and study room. Now that they have been cleaned, she doesn't care about cleaning Zhuo Yuming's side bedroom.

She pushed open the door of the room where she was sleeping on her side, and when she looked up, she saw the oil painting hanging on the wall beside the bed. It looked so familiar, where did she see it?Such oil paintings seem to have been copied from the depths of memory.She lowered her head and thought about it, and soon remembered what happened when she was a child.

"Grandma, grandma... my aunt is biased. She buys new clothes for my brother, but not for me."

How old she was that year, whether it was seven or eight, I can't remember.

"Xiaoling, be good, grandma will make you a beautiful dress."

"No! No! Now who still wears the clothes they sew, the students buy what they wear."

Xiaoling looked at the floral cloth in grandma's hand, and thought that although grandma's needlework was good, the clothes she sewed were too ugly, so she turned her head and ran away.She returned to the room where she and her grandma lived, and took out a photo album from the old-fashioned desk cabinet, flipping through the pages, and soon saw a family photo.

"Dad, Mom, I miss you! I miss you. If you were here, you would definitely buy new clothes for Xiaoling..."

During countless sad days, she always hid in the room where she and her grandma lived, holding the album quietly and looking at the family portrait.In the photo, there are father and mother. If they were alive, they would definitely love her very much.She longs for love, longs for more love. Although her grandma loves her and her uncle treats her well, Xiaoling still misses her parents.

Once upon a time, she pointed to the cute little girl above and asked, "Grandma, is this me?"

"No, this is Xiaoling's sister."

"Sister? I don't have a sister, I only have one brother."

At that time, there were tears in grandma's eyes, but she smiled hard, not wanting her to see the tears.Grandma gently stroked her head with her hand: "Although Xiaoling has no father or mother, grandma, uncle, aunt and brother Zhao Kai love you very much."

"My aunt doesn't love me, she's always partial. But grandma loves me the most!"

Thinking of the past, Xiaoling put down the mop in her hand, walked to the bed, and looked up at the oil painting: "Family portrait? When will there be an oil painting like this here?"

She once heard from Zhuo Yuming that Ai Ting liked painting since she was a child, and she also majored in art and design.If the guess is correct, this painting should be drawn by Ai Ting.Why does Ai Ting's painting resemble the family portrait she often saw when she was a child?Even the bows on the little girl's head are exactly the same, the little girl wears one, and the baby in the mother's arms also wears one.

And she, surprisingly, looks very similar to Ai Ting.

Is it...

"Ai Ting...is my sister?" Thinking of this, Xiaoling raised her head abruptly, inexplicably surprised and amazed.

Falling into deep thought in front of the oil painting, I tried to compare it with the "Family Portrait" in my memory, and the more I compared, the more similar I found.Especially the bows on the heads of the two little girls, each wearing the same one.

Staring for a long time, contemplating, remembering...

Thoughts are flooding, memories are flooding, bit by bit, in front of the oil painting, the impression of the "Family Portrait" that I saw when I was a child becomes clear.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xiaoling blurted out like a dream: "Ai Ting is my sister!"

Yes, this one is probably too big.She had never had a heart shock, she woke up like a dream, and her breathing was short of breath.After calming down, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened the curtain, and quickly took a picture of the oil painting hanging here.

I was no longer in the mood to continue cleaning the side sleeper. After taking three photos, I closed the door and fled in panic like a thief who had done something bad.All the way away from Xingfuyuan, the oil painting in my mind is the family portrait I saw when I was a child...

Ai Ting is her older sister. Didn't grandma and uncle say that she and her parents were killed in a car accident?

(End of this chapter)