Second marriage: I finally marry to a rich family

She finally knows what it means to pay out of proportion to the return. She is tired and tired. She hasn't earned as much as others in a month. It's unfair!

She began her little calculation again.

As soon as the Dragon took away, xiaoleiran spread joy in the house. His little body turned around and asked his mother from time to time. Lu Xiaoman lies comfortably on the Italian leather sofa and looks at the design and furnishings of the house.

The eyelids that hadn't closed for two days and one night began to fight. She was too tired.

Before falling asleep, the only evil thought in her mind is to realize communism quickly. She wants to share the house.

The weather is still cold. The new sunshine in the morning is spread in the super large living room, but the mother and daughter who sleep in different positions are unaware. Fortunately, the heating in the house is good, so they can sleep freely.

Lu Xiaoman turned over. The bright sunshine just spread on her wounded little face and shone on her beautiful eyebrows. She slowly woke up. After a night of sleep, she was awake in her mind and stared at the crystal headlamp on the roof.

If you have come, be at ease. It seems that there is no better choice than now.

The daughter fell asleep on the plush carpet, holding a packet of biscuits in her small hand. She ate half of it and left one section outside. It was obvious that she fell asleep while eating.

Lu Xiaoman looks at his angel like daughter in the sun. Well, the angel is greedy, but she still feels like an angel. Gently walked over and picked it up. I don't know what time I played alone last night and put it on the sofa.

She began to take a serious look at the spotless mansion. It was the best house she had ever seen, but she always felt that there were some shortcomings. I don't know if it was because she wasn't the owner. She had a feeling of staying in the hotel. And it's an upscale hotel, because everything looks upscale.

The cold wind outside pricks the bones and drops of water turn into ice. The room separated by a glass window is as warm as spring.

"No flower fragrance, no tree height, I am a grass that knows everything. I have ideals, I have babies..." Lu Xiaoman hummed his random song, squatted on the ground barefoot, worked hard to wipe the floor and got a high salary. Of course, he did his best.

In the living room, the little basin friend reading the story book frowned tightly on his small face. He couldn't stand a look. He was quick and hot. With a helpless sigh, she went through the glass window and looked up at the sky. She wanted to say, "Mom, please, stop singing and don't destroy my ears."

Now life makes Lu Xiaoman often feel unreal. His master never came once. He just took the money for nothing. He still feels a little guilty in his heart.

Every day I take my daughter to cook and clean the room. Everything else will be fine. It's too easy. In her spare time, she taught her daughter to read and read by herself. Her blind beating speed improved very fast. She was thinking of going around the street when she was free, asking for help, and reporting to an accounting class or a nutritionist. In this way, she can work and study without mistake, weigh some wool and knit another dress for her daughter.

Yingting's eyebrows came to the door with tired Qin he. What came to his face was the smell of food, not the cold smell in the past, but a trace of human smell.

He was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at the door, and then raised his mouth with self mockery. This is the design of one house on one floor, and there will be the possibility of going wrong.

"Uncle Qin." Xiaoyouran heard the sound, wearing small white cotton socks on his feet, ran over happily with his legs, holding his thighs.

It dawned on him that he was busy these days. I forgot about this woman living in.

Hearing that childish voice, Qin he felt a trace of warmth in his heart. He indulged her and changed his shoes inconveniently. Pick up xiaoyouran, "Uncle Qin, I miss you so much that my hair grows. Look. You don't come to see me and mom. Uncle Qin... "Xiao leisurely hugged Qin he's neck, little toot his mouth and began to act coquettish.

Children are the most sensitive. She can feel who is good to her.

Qin he's black eyes flashed brightly, stared at the little girl's small face, constantly changing her expression, and listened to her carefully. Although he doesn't understand the relationship between missing someone and long hair.

The hall was a mess he had never seen before. He frowned. There were some toys on the ground. On the sofa lay an old little hairy bear, some books and some messy children's toys.

Such a living room is a little less cold and more popular.

"Uncle! Will you play with me? " A little lonely villain began to suggest that Qin he was just one of her friends in her innocent world.

"What do you want to play?" Qin he looked as like as two peas in a gentle way, as when she was a child.

Trance returned to the past, and the old "brother, will you play with me?" At that time, he was cynical and indifferent to everyone. At that time, he was even jealous of his brother. He was jealous that he was a expected life. He was jealous that he could live with his mother. He was recognized by the Qin family since childhood

"When will you come back, brother Yipin? They fought with someone again. Come back and take care of it." My brother is always a good baby.

"Brother, come back. I'm a loser. The Qin family needs you..." he always depends on himself. He always calls himself and talks about it for a long time. In fact, he just wants Liang Bo to feel his family affection.

"Mr. Qin, here you are!" Lu Xiaoman, also wearing small white cotton socks, came out of the kitchen and greeted him respectfully and politely.

Interrupted his memory.

Qin he glanced at Lu Xiaoman's orange flower apron and felt that the room with dim design was much brighter, "Oh!"

"Did you eat?" She stood there obediently and asked conscientiously. The man helped her again. She was very grateful to the cold faced man.

"No!" Qin he stared at the TV, took the remote control, changed the channel, and said coldly.

Lu Xiaoman couldn't help rolling his eyes. Say more, you'll die! Arrogant guy, but he's really nice to his daughter.

With a smile on his face, he showed eight small white teeth. "Mr. Qin, would you like to have dinner with us?" His voice was slow and stiff, as if he were reading a script.

I don't like his natural landlords' face, as if people should curry favor with him.

Qin he finally twisted the noble face and looked up and down at her with disdain. His voice was dark, "do you still need to ask?"

That look obviously means you're an idiot.

Lu Xiaoman is angry. For his sake of helping himself again and again, he doesn't care about him and turns into the kitchen.

Qin he's cold eyes behind him narrowed slightly and shot a fierce light directly at the slender figure.

"I'll wash and take a bath later. Put the bath water and call me." After dinner, Qin he Ang's head relaxed and lay on the big sofa. He gently pinched his slightly wrinkled eyebrows with one hand, closed his eyelids and said in a deep voice with a tired color on his face.