Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

Looking at the loving look of the three children, an xiaonuan's face couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Suddenly she thought of something. She immediately straightened up and said to Lord Yeming, "today, I talked to Qingwei about smoking, and then she asked me what interest class I had reported to Ziyan. I remembered that Ziyan was two years old and it was time to report to an interest class."

Ann xiaonuan hasn't been to these interest classes, so she hasn't thought about them at all. If Qingwei hadn't reminded her, she doesn't think she would remember to report the interest classes to Ziyan.

But everyone is reporting. If she doesn't report one, it doesn't seem to be very gregarious.

"Interest class?" Yeming Jue looked at wennuan puzzled and wondered why she reported interest class to Ziyan.

He had almost no childhood, let alone any interest class. Moreover, wennuan had never mentioned this before. He thought that wennuan was the same as him and felt that the interest class was unnecessary.

I didn't think it was because I didn't remember

When Ruan Qingwei told an xiaonuan, she complained that Zilan was too noisy. She couldn't work at ease every day. Only then would she want to send her to the interest class. She wanted to ask what interest class she had reported. She wanted to send her to class with her. It would be better to have a companion.

At first glance, an xiaonuan subconsciously wanted to say that the child was still young. He didn't have to send it to the interest class. He could take it with him.

Then I remembered that Ziyan stayed with his mother on weekdays. He would only go home on Saturdays and Sundays, and Ziyan was obedient. An xiaonuan would not give up every time he left.

On this thought, she didn't speak.

Ziyan can really go to the interest class at this age, just because she doesn't often stay with Ziyan and subconsciously ignores her growth.

Then the two people discussed the topic of this interest class, but they discussed it for half an hour, and finally came up with a result. Therefore, an xiaonuan came to ask Lord Yeming for a suggestion.

"Yes, in the interest class, Ziyan has learned a lot now. He is just old enough to learn things, and it can also make his mother a little easier." an xiaonuan said.

"It doesn't matter. Mom likes Ziyan very much and won't be tired." Yeming Jue thought she was distressing mom and comforted her.

"Mom also has her own career and life, and Ziyan is now two years old. Others have signed up for interest classes, but she didn't. She won't be able to lift her head in front of her friends in the future." an xiaonuan said.

It's not that she is snobbish, but most people in their circle will compare like this, so she's right to have this idea.

Yeming Jue's eyes showed impatience and thought of some bad memories.

Ann xiaonuan knew from her look that he remembered his childhood again and took his hand in pain. Comfort him silently. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to tell him, "look, there's me.".

Night Ming Jue's eyes softened, thought for a while and said, "then report Taekwondo."

An xiaonuan, who has been struggling with Ruan Qingwei all morning, whether to choose painting class or music class: "..."

"Ziyan is so small, isn't it too much to learn Taekwondo?" Ann xiaonuan also thinks that girls can learn some self-defense skills, but Ziyan is only two years old... Is it too anxious?

"Then learn to shoot," said Lord Yeming.

If close combat doesn't work, then far combat?

An xiaonuan decided not to ask him anymore and said reluctantly, "I have an appointment with Qingwei to go to the next class tomorrow. Do you want to go together?"

"What class? Shooting?" Yeming asked.

"No, I don't want my daughter to be a woman. We have an English class and a dance class tomorrow." Ruan Qingwei happened to have two leaflets, so the two made an appointment to listen in.

Yeming doesn't trust wennuan to go alone, but at this time, his mobile phone rings out of time.

He took out his cell phone to answer unhappily. An xiaonuan didn't know what they said. He only heard Lord Ming say, "I know."

After hanging up the phone, Yeming Jue said to an xiaonuan, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't go with you. Take yejiu when you go."

Although he is not around, we still need to ensure her safety.

"Yejiu has to take care of the company's affairs. It doesn't matter. Qingwei will be fine with me." Ann xiaonuan knows that uncle is worried about her safety, but she feels nothing. Uncle is too nervous!

What she doesn't know is that as the wife of Yeming Jue, she is in a very dangerous position. What's more, she is still a rising star in the designer. Her trip will certainly cause a sensation.

But she didn't want yejiu to go with her, and Yeming didn't insist.

Since people can't be released in the open, send someone to protect them in the dark. In short, we can't let Nuan receive any harm.

"Are you home?" Yezi smoke, who was awakened by the telephone ring, wiped his eyes vaguely and asked.

"It's almost here. Ziyan won't sleep first. Will you sleep again when you go home?" Ann said softly.

Although there is an air conditioner in the car, the smoke is still small. It's easy to catch a cold when sleeping in the car. Don't sleep again.

Yeziyan's sleep also dispersed a little, nodded, and then watched the music program with yezirui.

Ann xiaonuan looked at yeziyan's obedient appearance. She was so soft that she didn't start sending her to class.

The next day was a sunny day. An xiaonuan looked at the bright sun and smiled happily.

"The weather is fine today! Will mom take you to play?" an xiaonuan asked while dressing yeziyan.

"OK, will my brothers be with Ziyan?" yeziyan likes his two brothers very much and hopes to be with his brothers.

"No, they had asked for a day's leave yesterday, and they can't ask for leave today." at this time, yeziyu and yezirui were already having breakfast, but their two girls woke up later, so they didn't eat with them.

"Oh, OK." yeziyan was a little lost, but he still felt happy because he could play with his mother.

When they went downstairs, Lord Yeming was sitting at the table watching the two children eat.

Although he washes and eats with yeziyu and yezirui at a time, he always waits for an xiaonuan to eat together.

At the moment of Yeming Jue, the two picky children dare not throw out the things in their bowls, so they are buried in breakfast. When they hear the footsteps, they look up and say hello to them.

"Good morning, mom and sister," the two said in unison.

"Good morning, Ziyu and Zirui, brothers." an xiaonuan and yeziyan also replied.

Because an xiaonuan is here, their breakfast has always been rich. At the moment, there are a wide range of dishes on the table, which makes Ziyan's eyes shine.

Ziyu and Zirui finish eating first. Yeming Jue sends them to the driver's car, and then turns back to have breakfast with an xiaonuan.

After breakfast, the three people separated